I hold my breath. Another foster home, like the last one wasn't bad enough. 7 kids was crazy. A single dad and 7 teenage foster girls? Way too crazy. They said that the man who owned the home had a past like mine. My whatever-it's-called for the day, pulled over on the side of the road.
He got out and I followed, keeping my iPod in my pocket, hoping he wouldn't catch I'd stolen something. He grabbed my bags and walked across the street, well, actually it was a driveway. To the door of a mansion. Before he could knock the door swung open. A Latino dude about 6 feet, was leaning against the side of the door.
"Nico! Glad you could come. Whose bags are those? Wait, this is your job? Dude, bring her in. I'll take the bags." the Latino said to Nico. Then he grabbed the bags from Nico and Nico motioned for me to follow. I complied.
The inside was beautiful, large white columns with little flame designs on them. The front room was hug with 3 couches. I could see the flame spiral staircase from just inside the door. The mansion was probably 3 stories tall. I noticed a Greek symbol on the back of the door. I've got no idea what it was.
"So, Nico? Can I tell the others about your job?" my foster father, the Latino, said to Nico.
"Piper already knows, same with Reyna and Hazel. Percy and Annabeth actually set me up with the interview, they just don't know the results. Jason will support me, no matter what. I'm not sure about Frank, but I don't think he'll have an issue with it." Nico ruffled his shoulder length black hair once he finished.
"Hello, you must be Sarah. I'm Leo, your now foster father." Leo said to me, then turned to Nico who'd taken a seat on the couch. "Nico, you can't just leave her at the door. She's probably very confused and amazed at The Leo and his Leo-cave. You sir, are getting your first compliant."
"Technically, you can't complain about him because he did his job. Now he's just being a friend." I said making both of them look straight at me. They started laughing. I stepped in and closed the door.
"I'd place a bet that she could out sass Perce. Fifty dollars!" Leo joked.
"That'll be $25, Leo." They both shut up and looked at me incredulously. I held out my hand as I walked forward. I stopped just out of arms reach. Leo and Nico both pulled out their wallets.
"If you can sing better than Nico, I'll give you 50, if not, you get nothing." Leo said.
"Why am I included in this bet? I did nothing what-so-ever." Nico handed Leo a 20 when he thought I wasn't looking,
"You're a really good singer. I can't sing worth crap. Therefore, if she can sing better than you, she's amazing, if not, she's still amazing but not in the same way." Leo argued.
"What am I singing?" I said before their argument could go farther.
"Just One Yesterday, by Fall Out Boy. If you think you can do it."Nico said as he plugged his iPod into the stereo in the corner.
The music started to play. I knew exactly where to sing. I sang the main part, and Nico sang the girl's part. He didn't seem to happy with it. Leo applauded and handed me 100 bucks. Leo grabbed his iPod and tried to disconnect it before it started another song. He failed.
"From Heads Unworthy, by Rise Against? After that? You'd be better off with some Panic. Rise Against is just to hard too be right after Fall Out Boy. Though, if you go Just One Yesterday, then Miss Jackson, to From Heads Unworthy, you'd be good. Also, if you look at me again with disbelief, I'm outta here." Leo started laughing and Nico stormed out.
"You're going to get along with my friends quite well. Ugh! That sounded so like Annabeth. Shame on Percy, he was trained well. Stupid son of Poseidon. Oh, I wasn't supposed to say that yet. Just pretend you don't know." Leo said. That ticked me off.
"Pretend what? That I don't know I'm a daughter of Apollo. That this Percy isn't a son of Poseidon? That you're not a son of Hephaestus? Or Hermes? You might want to rethink what I have to pretend." I sat down on a couch and glared at him. My knees were pressed against my chest wrapped in my arms.
"Roman or Greek? That's the question. Not which god is my father, it's Hephaestus by the way. Not what you should or shouldn't pretend. Not anything about Percy, or Hazel, or Frank, or Piper, or Jason, or Annabeth, or Thalia. Not anything about Chris, or Drew, or Nico, or me, or Reyna, or Octavian, or Rachel, or Clarisse, or Conner, or Katie. Not about Travis, or Lou Ellen, or Clovis, or Jake, or Nyssa, or Will, or Harley, or Lacy, or anybody else. You should get some rest. Your room is the one with the open door, second floor." Leo got up and stretched. "It's 9 anyways, you have school at noon. Your previous foster parent told me that you go to an online school but would prefer to be dual-enrolled. Night." With that he walked up the stairs.
"Percy, son of Poseidon. Leo, son of Hephaestus. Hazel, Frank, Piper, Jason, Annabeth unknown.Thalia, Chris, Drew, Nico, Reyna, Octavian unknown. Rachel, Clarisse, Conner, Travis, Katie unknown. Lou Ellen, Clovis, Jake unknown. Will, Nyssa, Harley, and Lacy, unknown." I said to my recorder.
This was so going to be weird. I got up and put my recorded back in my pocket and removed my iPod. I turned it on and walked up the stairs. The last door, at the end of the hallway, was the only open one. I walked past the other rooms, there were like twenty. I finally arrived at my room. It was average size, my bags were on the floor. The walls were a cream color and the balcony had maroon curtains covering the door. The bed was gray with the occasional bit of red, orange, or yellow. I closed the door and, after turning it off, set my iPod on the nightstand. I removed my shoes and slipped into the bed.

Notes

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO, Rise Against, Fall Out Boy, or Panic! At The Disco. I only own Sarah, and some future characters.