So here you have it. My first parody. For those of you who have never read any of my stories Jennifer is an OC from The Thief. Either read it or figure out who she is fast. She was added in to be a normal OC in a abnormal universe.

Nico:I better be in this one, Lily

Lily:I get to decide that, Nico. Now go clean my room.

Nico:Not again.

"Annabeth!" Chiron was calling for me. I sighed, it was my first summer since Percy came that I hadn't gotten a quest. Everything was going perfectly. Until this.

"Annabeth! You know you have to leave soon!" I heard Chiron call out.

"I'm coming!" I yelled back. I zipped my suitcase closed and slung my backpack over my shoulder. Everything was ready for the quest. Something I had been dreading since Chiron told me about it a week before. Jennifer had chosen me to go with her on her stupid quest. Of course, Percy couldn't come with us, not to an all girl's boarding school.

I sighed softly. Just me, Clarisse, and Jennifer, on a 6 hour flight to England. We couldn't even convince the gods to give us a shorter way. I walked out of the cabin towards Half-Blood Hill. Argus was in the van on the other side waiting for the three of us so he could drive us to the airport. Rachel, Percy, and the two girls stood at the top waiting for me.

"Hey," I said unenthusiastically.

"Hi," Rachel said brightly, "There's been a change of plans. I'm coming with you!"

Oh great, anything but that.

Argus picked up my suitcase and placed it in the van. I spotted three other suitcases in the back. Please gods, let this be some elaborate prank. Percy caught my wrist gently as the other three piled in the car. "Be careful out there Wisegirl," he said. "Don't let them drive you crazy."

"Whatever you say Seaweedbrain," I shot back. And the journey began.

Chiron told us a satyr at a nearby school had sensed a large amount of demigod energy coming from Saint Lucy's School for Girls. Apparently this particular satyr was dedicated enough to pose as a girl to find the source. That is one determined satyr. He claimed there were at least 15 demigods there. More than had gathered at any school since the reform school incident of '92.

From what the satyr said both me and Clarisse would be tortured at the preppy, super-girly, rich girl's school. Though oddly, the satyr didn't seem to mind dressing up in a pink uniform with a bow in his hair every day.

We stood at the gate to the school with our suitcases standing around us. It looked like something out of a fairytale. A sickeningly sweet, nothing bad happens, makes me scream "kill me now", fairytale. It had a sprawling lawn that seemed to say if you step on me you will die, and many flower gardens spaced around the buildings. They had a unicorn topiary. I heard Clarisse groan quietly next to me.

"I think I'm going to puke," she said under her breath.

"Worse than that," Jennifer muttered, "I'm going to kill myself by dinner time."

Only Rachel seemed comfortable in her surroundings. "Come on! I can't wait to check in. This is going to be awesome!" Even though I hated Rachel I knew even she wasn't that annoyingly perky.

"Have you fallen on your head recently?" I asked her. "Or possibly gotten hit on the head by an annoyed camper?"

She grinned, "You're so funny Annabeth. That's what I love about you!"

I tried to ignore her as we walked past the unicorn topiary and the numerous flowers.

The motto of the school was written above the front entrance. Every day is wonderful. It made me shudder. Of all the schools in the world we had to come to this one.

"Aren't we all having so much fun?" Rachel asked excitedly.

"Loads," Clarisse answered sarcastically.

"I know! It's great to be away from all those boys. Just us girls. We can do each other's nails, and brush hair, and makeovers…" I spaced out as new preppy-Rachel gushed about what we could do to make each other "absolutely and completely beautifulicous." No I'm not making up that word, she did.

The secretary stood up as we entered the front door. "Hello, you must be the new students. Will you please tell me your names before talking to the principal?" the secretary seemed nice, but I had a hard time liking anyone that wore that much pink. "Oh and you will need to change into your uniforms. If you had trouble getting them I have spares."

"It's okay we have them," Jennifer said nervously. "Where can we change? Ms. Um…" she glanced at the nameplate on the desk, "Shirley."

"That is the restroom," Ms. Shirley pointed to an unmarked door on the side of the room. "Please take your uniforms out here and leave your suitcases for the maid to bring to the dorms."

We had a maid? Well at least that was an upgrade from camp

Nothing else was weird until we went to get changed. We each took a different stall and slipped into our horrible pink uniforms. I guess they weren't that bad. They were the standard kilt-like skirt with a polo. What was bad was the color. Hot pink. My least favorite color.

I was first done and slipped out to look at the effect in the mirror. I looked okay, but a whole day of staring at that color was going to drive me crazy. Jennifer stepped out of her stall and we snickered at each other.

Rachel was next. She gushed about how awesome we looked and began applying make-up at the same time. Last was Clarisse. I expected her to come to the mirror and turn green. Instead she walked over and looked in the mirror…and squealed. That's right, Clarisse, mighty daughter of Ares, squealed. "I look so pretty!"

We should have run when we had the chance.

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