STACEY POV

"Its going down, I'm yelling timber,
You better move, you better dance.
Lets make a night you won't remember,
I'll be the one you won't forget!!"

"Its going down, I'm yelling timber,
You better move, you better dance.
Let's make a night you won't remember,
I'll be the one you won't forget!! "

"The bigger they are, the harder they fall.
Theses biggidy boys, are diggidy dogs.
I have em like Miley Cyrus..."

"HANNA PENDRAGON, SHUT UP!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, blocking my ears from her offtrack singing. "Uncle, I am going to kill you!" I shouted and ran after my uncle, who was trying to escape from me. "It was not my mistake!" He tried to explain.

You must be wondering what was happening. I'll tell you. Hanna is one if those kids who should not have lots of sugar or caffeine, if they do have, they go nuts. Hanna's case is not that serious. She can eat sweet things, but not red skittles. My aunt does not allow anyone to have skittles at home. If she even sees a pack of those at home, whoever brought them gets a death sentence. Unfortunately, my uncle loves those so he has a secret stash. Hanna happened to get her hands on those, and well, the rest is history.

Right now, she was jumping on the sofas and acting like a lunatic, singing Timber by Pitbull. She may be a good dancer, but her singing is horrible. My family has got a crazy addiction to sweets, which explains our love for candy and caffeine. And right now, I was chasing my uncle around for not hiding his skittles. The only person who can control Hanna at times like these, was my aunt, who right now was out shopping.

"It is my 16th birthday today, and instead of getting the house ready, I am chasing you! " I shouted at my uncle, who was, well, running around. Pathetic, I know. But what can you do. When I am angry or pissed of, each man needs to run for his life. Right now, it was my uncle. Today was September 23, the spring equinox and my birthday.

"I am going from this crazy house" I declared and ran to gat my jacket and put on my boots. "What about me?" Uncle called out. "You deal with her" I answered and walked out to go to Central Park for a walk.

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I took a deep breath of the fresh air around me as I walked around the Jacqueline Kennedy Onnassis Resevoir, to clear my head. It was so peaceful here. No crazy Hanna's, no red skittles and no monsters. I decided to go to Starbucks for a coffee, long walk for sure, but worth it. I almost reached Starbucks when I heard the sound of scuffling and hissing from a nearby alley. I went around to see what was going on.

I saw a girl fighting of a bunch of dracanae, who had cornered her. I willed my sword to appear in my hand. Over the few days, I had improved on channeling my thoughts to my pendant and now, just by thinking, my sword would appear in my hand. I went forward and stabbed one if them. The rest turned around on me and attacked. One of them threw her net at me. I ducked, remembering the training Percy gave me. Within minutes, they all had died.

"Thank you for helping me" the girl told me and I turned to look at her. She had curly brown hair, golden eyes and looked like an Indian. She was wearing a purple T-shirt and a pair of jeans. "You're Hazel Levesque, right?" I asked her. She looked taken aback and replied, "Yes, how do you know?"

"Nico showed me a few photos of you" I explained. "How do you know Nico?" She asked again. "I'm a camper at camp Half Blood, daughter of Poseidon" I replied, and her eyes widened in recognition. "Are you Stacey Pendragon? A sorceress?" She asked me. Now was my turn to be surprised.

"How do you know?" I asked her and she replied, "I've been having dreams about you, from Hecate". " Tell you what, looks like you've got lots to tell. I was just going to Starbucks, come with me" I invited her. We went and sat at a booth and placed our orders. Then Hazel began to explain,

"From the past few days, Hecate has been sending me continuous dreams, about coming to New York and seatching for a sorceress by the mpname, Stacey Pendragon, so that we both could train together in magic. I kept on ignoring it until yesterday. She sent me a dream that I have to come here and meet you, alone without anyone. So I decided to come. And here I met you" she explained.

I let out a sigh of frustration and ran my hand through my hair. "What happened?" Hazel asked me. "She's behind me to train in magic from the time I landed in camp even though I don't want to" I replied and she asked me, "Why don't you want to train?".

" I'm... I'm just not comfortable " I replied cautiously. "Why are you not comfortable? You are one of them after all" a new voice said. I turned around to see Hecate standing behind me. "Lady Hecate" I said in a wry voice and she smiled at me. "Why are you here, my lady?" Hazel asked her, signalling to me to be respecctful. "Why, to help you reach your destination, of course" she smiled at us.

Notes

Next chapter POV is going to be Grace's. Keep COTEing and letting me know.