A/N: Hey it's me! This is the new story! Sorry if the beginning is a little bit boring but it gets better. Review and should I continue this story?

The Sea's Daughter

Let me tell you this, I hate school. I know, I know, everybody says the same too, but I seriously mean it. And I'm pretty sure I have a good reason, too. Let me introduce myself. I'm Alexis Milano, thirteen – soon to be fourteen. Let me start from when I was, eh, 8?

Yeah, that when I got my first kiss, and when things started to go bad. I didn't like getting kissed at a such young age. Eight is young, but I was young and unknowing. I know the age 8 is very early for a real kiss, and this was not a little peck from the other guy you were making sandcastles and the parents say "Aww!"

Don't get me wrong, but I barely knew him, all I know that his name was Fred and he was moving to Greece and something about that he wanted to live on the sun. I first met him in a park that nobody goes to and we played with each other before he went to the airport. I liked those times, we could hang out with whoever we wanted without people think, 'Uh, what are you doing here?'

He kissed me, like 5 seconds and when I opened my eyes, he was gone, like he flashed out or something. He also had sand colored hair and sky blue eyes that I've always thought were cute.

After the kiss, I went to beach with my mom. At that time I lived in California before I moved to New York. My mom's name is Sasha Milano. We were always at the beach, sipping Peach Ice Tea. I've always admired how beautiful she was, with her long curly bronze brown with the blonde highlights and her deep blue eyes. I had her hair, sadly, my hair is dry from saltwater, but I did not have the eyes. My eyes were sea- green that always changed color of my mood; they also seem to glow if I'm really angry or sad. I'm a weirdo.

Since my mom doesn't have sea-green eyes, I assume my dad had. I've never met my dad, but my mom said he was lost at the sea because he was a sailor. My hair is also very weird, whenever I get it wet and if want my usually curly hair iron straight, it's like it obeys. I just need to get it wet and wish it to be the way I want. Even fancy curls, or really straight hair, everything. But it's bad too, people ask if my room is a personal hair salon.

My mom was always nice, even when we had a hard life with the little money. She was smart, and she was addicted to the Greek mythology. She is half Spanish because her dad was Spanish and her mom was American. Mom lived in Spain all her life, before she moved here when I was 2, and she said in Spain she met my dad.

I was born in Spain, and it was hard for mom to get any money since her grandparents died, so she always had problem to get any money. She is very intelligent, so she wanted to be teacher, but nobody hired her.

Mom always read stories about the Greek mythology like Jason and the Argonauts. She also said there was a world with all that stuff, but I'm pretty sure she only said it to make me interested.

When were at the beach, my mom always seem to forget the worries, like she was drawn to water, like me. I sat on soft sand, feeling the sea breeze through the hair, while the people passed us like normal people. But it was rare that people didn't steal a glance at my mom and me, maybe it was weird seeing people like this now. I had a nice day, until it got ruined. You see, there were a few people that were looking after a beautiful lady to be their next top model. Very weird, huh? Trust me it gets weirder. They spotted my mom, and they signed her in to be the next big shot.

They also spotted me, first they were shocked, and then their mouths open like a fish. I didn't like teh attention they gave me. My mom did it to get more money, but she had to travel all around the world. The model people didn't want me with her, because having a kid will ruin her image. So she abandoned me becoming one of the biggest models is the world. Before the model people left with my mom, they gave me a card, and they said when I got older I should call them and get a job, but now I'm pretty sure the card is a milk cartoon now.

Now my mom is the famous Sasha Milano that everybody knows about and every teenage guy have poster of her in their room. The perfect Milano lady, that always is on the cover of Vogue and other magazines.

Mom left me at a foster home, but it was crappy so I left, and this has continued. I leave my foster home because some of them abused me or is just plain mean, but people found me at the streets and they put me into another one. But this one I have now is probably the best, even if Stella isn't that nice. She only took me home to make me work with models because she said I was "pretty" and she could get a lot of money because of me. Sorry, this probably sound like a bad copy of Cinderella.

I'm kinda a model, I don't think much about it, maybe because I simply hate modeling. But I haven't run away because I get clothes and food. All I want is a mother to love me, and I feel that my real mom doesn't. Now I'm stuck at Stella's mansion that she bought with the money and I managed to become the soccer and volley ball team's captain. It's pretty easy to be the captain in this school, the girls could hardly touch a ball without running away.

Sports it's the only thing that I'm good in, I was in pretty bad shape before, but I started to play sports. School is the worst. I suck at English because of my dyslexia and the only thing I'm good is Greek mythology and math. Also science if it's about water and stuff like that. They would probably kick me out because the bad grades, (it's a nerd school) but since the teams are hopeless without me; they wouldn't take the chance and lose the finals.

I hate school because the boys are always staring at me (annoying), with their mouths open and the popular girls are kind of wannabes. But I don't want to be friends with them; I have Audrick, Christie and Maddie. Audrick is weird, but funny. He looks like a goat with his curly brown hair, dark skin and he had kind of goat like features. Maddie and Christie are nice, but they are distant, like they are afraid the popular girls will be mean to them because of me. They are sweet and stuff, but sometimes I feel like they are not real friends, because they always says "you are so much prettier than me", it makes me sick. I know I should thank for the 'looks' i got, but it was pure mom. I'm not attractive if you get to know me. Once I slept over at Maddie's and I managed to ruin their bed sheets with my drool and somehow ruin their expensive vase. Don't worry, I managed to pay for it.

I didn't realize I zoned off in my thoughts before Audrick nudged me. All the guys were sending him jealous looks, but he didn't back down. "Someone who want to give it try?" the math teacher Mr. Olsen said.

Nobody answered, I was decent in math but I don't want to humiliate myself in front of the class. He sighed. "Miss. Milano if you may." I cursed and slowly rose from the chair - that creaked a lot, and walked towards the blackboard. Boys were looking at me like a lost puppy and girls were giving me, ah, not so heartwarming looks. Christie was nervously fiddling with her pencil, not looking at me and Maddie were just staring outside. So supportive.

Mr. Olsen – who was holding a piece of chalk, handed it to me. I looked at the question, and I sighed. It wasn't so hard, but I could take wrong because of my dyslexia. I started solve it, when I was done I looked at my teacher. "How did you find out the answer?" I hesitated before I answered.

"Uh, I first divided the number, then I multiplied it, right?" I said unsure.

"That's right."

I widened my eyes in excitement. "So I was right?" I asked hopefully. He nodded and I smiled, feeling that this was getting better.

The bell ringed and I ran to the cafeteria to avoid the popular Barbie girls. But I didn't succeed. When I got my lunch tray, with 'food' on it, I went to my usual table with, Audrick, Christie and Maddie. But of course I got stopped by the people I wanted least to see. They linked arms with med and I tried to break free, but they had arms like steel. "Lexie, honey," Macy- the leader of the popular guys said, "come with us; you can't hang with losers like that."

She pointed at the table with the others. Maddie and Christie looked down; trying not to get noticed and Audrick were glaring at Macy and her gang, at least he was a real friend. "Come with the cool guys." I looked first at the 'cool table', seeing the boys nodding their head enthusiastically and trying to make their appearance better. Weirdoes. Then I looked at their clown make- up covered faces. Seriously, they were thirteen and they used so muck make up that I'm afraid they raided a clown. I narrowed my eyes, "No thanks," I said coldly and I managed to break free from the arm linking.

I went to my table and got greeted by Audrick. I opened my pudding and started to eat it slowly.

"They will never stop you know," Audrick said looking at me with sympathy.

I sighed. "I know that, Audrick. But I'll never be friends with people like that."

Christie looked up, showing her glasses and blue- green eyes. "Alexis," she said twirling with a dark brown lock, "we all know that you're obviously out of our league."

I looked at her. There was it again, she was saying it like she meant: "you're so much prettier than me, why don't you hang out with the cool people." Again, I should listen to the others, but I don't want hang out with Macy and the others.

"Christie don't say that," I said,"you're actually very pretty, but you never realize that." I mean it, she would be pretty if she actually used conditioner and took away the glasses. But the glasses were kind of cute in nerdy-chic way.

"Yeah, Chris," Maddie said looking up showing her dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. "You need to get rid of the glasses." Christie smiled, why didn't she smile when I said she was pretty? It was Maddie's vase I knocked over, not Christie's. Or was it Christie's? I have a bad memory.

"Thanks Maddie, you're pretty too."

Maddie smiled weakly. "Thanks," she said, "but not as beautiful as Alexis though.#

I frowned at her; they had to go through that again. "Mads, don't go through that again. "

Maddie just rolled her eyes. "You're perfect, just admit it."

I didn't say anything, but I was mad, they always say I'm perfect, but if they knew my history they wouldn't be so chatty anymore.

I headed towards the mythology room. We had Greek now and I was thankful for that, I know everything about it because of mom. I sat on my usual seat next to Audrick waiting for the teacher to speak.

"Class," Mrs. Carron – the schools meanest teacher said, "we are going to have a project about our favorite Olympian, so pick a god or goddess and say the name to the whole class. After you are going to write at least 20 sentences. Got it?"

We all nodded. I felt kind of bad for Audrick since his favorite god Pan weren't an Olympian, but for some reason he chose Dionysus the wine god. Most of the guys chose Apollo, Zeus and Poseidon; some other guys chose Ares, Hermes and Hades. Macy and some of the other popular girls chose Aphrodite, no surprise. Some chose Athena, including Christie. Maddie chose Hermes that surprised me a lot.

"Miss Milano," Mrs. Carron said,"your favorite Olympian god."

"Poseidon," I said without any hesitation. Poseidon is my favorite god, since he is the god of sea and I somehow felt a connection to him.

Some guys snorted. "I thought you would take Aphrodite, not a sea god."

I looked over at the guy who said that. "Why would I pick Aphrodite?" I asked.

He snorted again. "Because you're pretty, duh."

I looked at him coldly. "So just because I'm pretty," I said in a warning tone that said he shouldn't reply to, because I pretty angry now. I still had my squirt bottle in my bag, I don't hesitate using it. "I should choose Aphrodite, and not Poseidon?"

He didn't reply and looked away, smart guy. The bell ringed and everybody shuffled out to go home because it's the last class. Christie and Maddie went home without even say good-bye; I don't even know why I'm friends with them.

I was about to walk out of the door with Audrick when Mrs. Carron stopped us. "Not you Miss Milano, we need to talk." I gulped; I hope I don't get trouble because I was slightly mean to the guy, but I had a reason, just because I'm pretty I have to choose Aphrodite and not Poseidon?

"Yes, Mrs. Carron," I said. Audrick came over. "Can I stay too? You know for support." I didn't know why he wanted to stay; I was just going to talk to my teacher, no harm about that, right?

She narrowed her cold eyes at him; I didn't see any friendliness in them just... evil. "No Mr. Wood, you wait outside while I'll have a talk with Ms. Milano."

"But-," he protested.

"Now!" Mrs. Carron snapped. He gave me a warning look, but I was still confused. I should realized it from the beginning. He walked out.

She walked closer to me, while tapping her finger at the desk. "We all know you the best at this class Ms. Milano," she said," you know why?"

I gulped again," No, ma'am." Mrs. Carron smiled evilly, that freaked me out. Then something happened, that I wish never would happen. She started to bubble in a poisonous green color and she got taller and uglier, something that I thought was impossible.

When she stopped, she wasn't the same. Mrs. Carron had now two serpents tail instead of legs and she was green. Upwards she actually looked normal, her face was beautiful but it was formed into a evil sneer.. She was holding a giant shield that looked unbreakable and a deadly looking spear that I hope I would not be the end of. She was a dracaena, a Greek myth; it couldn't be real, could it?

I now realized I was in shock. I said, "What the-"

"Die demigod!" she snarled.

She lunged at me with her spear. I screamed and barely dodged. She swung again; I dodged again and fell on the floor. She walked slowly step by step with her spear ready to finish me off.

I scrambled away from her. I noticed a bronze sword. One of the teachers said it was for decoration and said we couldn't touch it because it's real. I took the sword, but it was hard because it was really heavy. I charged towards the monster. Suddenly I felt like the insticts came right into me, like I was born doing this. Born to kill an monster that was probably from a nightmare. I shouldn't have eaten brownie ice cream before I slept.

I swung, but it got blocked. When I saw the chance I kicked the dracaena hard in the gut. Pure ninja- moves, Audrick taught me looking like a mountain goat. She fell back, losing her shield. Gathering all the energy I had left, I stabbed her. I was thankful she didn't bleed, but instead dissolved into golden dust.

I just stood there staring at the dust, this couldn't be real, and this is just a dream, a very crazy dream. I heard running and Audrick ran in. "Alexis, thank gods you're okay! What happened-" He looked at the monster dust right in front of me. "-oh, we have to go, right NOW!"

"Audrick, what was that?" I asked in a shaky voice.

He looked at me. "I'll explain later, we are going now."

I looked at him scared, "Where Audrick? Please tell me!" I yelled desperately.

He gave me a sad smile. "Somewhere safe." He took my wrist and dragged me out of the room. But he didn't know that I stuffed the sword in my backpack.

I was confused, scared and angry. What's going on? I was so confused that I was afraid my head would explode. He said I was going somewhere safe, did that meant I wasn't safe anymore? Where was I going? What about Stella and my job, school, my teams, everything.

Now that didn't matter. Stella wouldn't care, she would probably ask where I was, but when she doesn't find me she would just forget me. I could always find a new school, I hate school anyway. I couldn't care less about my job; all I did was posing in front of a camera full of makeup and uncomfortable clothes and thinking about Stella wouldn't get more money made me happier and determined to forget it.

My teams were anyways bad, when I get a new school I could always try again, but it made me a little bit sad because I love football and volleyball almost as much as I love swimming, the only reason I don't go on swimming is because Stella says the pool water will ruin my hair. I just hope where I'll be going, I'll get new and real friends like Audrick.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize I was in a cab. "Where are you two going?" the cabbie asked.

"To Long Island, stop when I say it," Audrick said.

Long Island?

He nodded and started to drive. "Do you have any money?" I whispered to him.

He shook his head. Great, we don't even have any money.

"It's okay," the cabbie said, we looked at him. "I can see this is an emergency, so I will drive for free."

I looked at him, totally surprised. I never met a cab driver that is willing to drive for free.

"Thank you sir!" Audrick exclaimed. "And yes this is a really emergency."

The cabbie nodded again and focused on the road. I wanted to ask Audrick a bunch of questions, but I decided not to because the cabbie will be listening and the questions in my head are slightly overboard. My mindset is weird.

Road passed by, and we stopped on a big hill and a sign that said: PICK YOUR OWN STRAWBERRIES. "You're stopping here?" the cab driver asked, "It's nothing here, are you sure?"

"We're completely sure," Audrick said and we got out. The cab drove away.

We walked up the hill. "Come on, Lex!" Audrick yelled, "We're almost there."

I wanted to yell at him that I was exhausted after that fight with the monster and that I wasn't made for long distance running. But he was right, faster we came, safer we were. We went farther and a big sign that said CAMP HALF-BLOOD, but it wasn't in English but Ancient Greek, how I understood it, I don't know.

"Audrick, what is that is that?" I said pointing at a camp.

"Camp Half-Blood, a camp for special people like you."

"What, mentally disturbed kids?"

"No, demigods." Demigods? Like the myths Mrs. Carron said was true. Gods and goddesses go around and fall in love and get children?

"Demigods? Like half- human and half- god?"

"Yeah, come on," he urged.

I was about to ask him more, before I heard a loud grunt. We turned, seeing two tall giant monsters. They were gigantic, ugly and had one eye.

"Smash satyr!" The first one yelled giving Audrick a toothy grin. Did he say satyr, like half goat?

"Satyr?" I asked," You're half- goat? Where are your goat legs?"

"Under my disguise." Smart, I don't think giving their friend heart attack because their protector is half- goat man, would be good.

"Pretty girl go, before we decide to eat you too," the second one said. What? They let me go that easy? And Pretty Girl? I think I left my stomach somewhere in Mrs. Carron's stinky dust. But, no. I'm not leaving Audrick alone and defenseless like this, I'm not that cold-hearted.

"Go, Alexis!" Audrick screamed, "Get into the camp and call for help!"

"No! I'm not leaving you. I'll help you fight the uglies."

I took of my bag and pulled out the sword I used before to kill the dracaena.

"What the-, you took the sword with you?"

I grinned at him. "Of course, in case if more monsters is coming."

"Satyr yummy!" Ugly nr.1 said and threw a large rock at Audrick. He crumpled at the grass like a socket puppy. I wanted to go and help him, but I have to fight them first. I felt angry that I imagined a huge bird swooping down, grabbing them to China. But no flying birds incoming. My anger was fueled and I wanted to kill this monsters. Now.

"Sorry pretty girl, but decided to eat you." Ugly nr. 2 said and ran towards me with his ugly feet. I stood ready in a battle stance, I don't know how I knew all this, and it was like I've done this all my life. Ugly nr. 2 ran towards me, but I dodged and stabbed him in the back. "Sorry ugly boy." I said when it dissolved into golden dust. How did I do that?

Ugly nr.1 was bigger and faster. When it ran towards me, it clawed me in the shoulder, leaving me with a pretty nasty wound. Blood oozed out of it, it made me weird seeing my own blood. I winced and put my hand to stop the bleeding, but I felt hot liquid on my hand.

It lunged at me to make the finishing strike, but I side- stepped and swung my heavy sword at him. The monster dissolved into dust.

"One to Milano and zero to uglies," I said trying to smile but I'm pretty sure it turned into a grimace.

"Ugh," I said holding my head so the world would stop spinning. I walked towards Audrick who were lying unconscious on the ground with a big bump on his head. Poor guy. I hailed him up, and dragged him towards the camp. I started to walk slower and slower, and I saw black spots dancing. I could feel Audrick getting heavier, and I couldn't take it anymore. I fell on the ground.

Before I zoned off, I heard gasping and a sweet, yet calm and strong voice say: "Holy Styx, she's beautiful." No, maybe this was a bad copy of Sleeping Beauty.