Hey everyone! Its me, HAYDENpfan, writing the first chapter of the first ever PJO Twilight crossover! And in the next chapter there will be more action by Coco96! So reveiw and make our day!

Selena's P.O.V.

"Percy, could you go any slower? I swear, you've been going twenty miles per hour the entire drive!" I complained for the two-hundred and thirty-seventh time.

Beside me, my sister, Emily laughed. She was tall, tan, lean, with dark brown almost black eyes, black hair midway down her back, skinny, and was fifteen, like me.

I had curly black hair a few inches past my shoulder, dark big brown eyes, lightly tanned, lean, and skinny. Anyone could see the resemblance between me and Emily. But if they kn ew us, really knew us, they would know our personalities were exactly the opposite.

Emily's sensitive,compaetive, sarcastic, annoying, protective, shy, smart, determined, musical, headstrong, independent, spoiled, understanding, and sometimes rude. She also has the ability to move quickly and silently.

I could care less what people think, sarcastic [it runs in the family], stubborn, teasing, smart, playful, kind, and the worst part about me; I act first, then I think. And I'm kinda like the rocker of the family. I listen to a lot of rock songs and bands. And I have an ability to hear anything I choose to, and can move with in-human speed. I LOVED track.

Emily and I were on our way to Forks, Washington. I guess I should explain. We were daughters of the greek dude, Hades, and we spent every summer at a camp for half-bloods like us. We have a family that adopted us that moved about a few months ago to Forks. There was our mom, Sandra, our big brother, Derek, who was seventeen, and our little brother, Logan, who was thirteen. Then, our dad, Noah. You see, he was a total workaholic. He only came home, maybe, three times every six months? Yeah, we didn't see him much.

See, our friends, Percy Jackson, son of Posiden, Annabeth, daughter of Athena and girlfriend of Percy, Thalia, daughter of Zeus, and Nico, son of Hades, were coming to live in Forks, too . We were all very powerful half-bloods, but Chiron believes theres somthing Kronos-fishy going on in Washington, and sent us to check it out. All our friends would be staying at Thalia's house.

Percy purposly slowed down to fifteen miles per hour.

"Aw, come on!" I groaned, and banged my head on the back windsheild. In front of me, Nico and Thalia chuckled. In the front, Percy and Annabeth were holding hands. Blah.

"You are so impaitent," Emily said, turning her brownish-black eyes to me.

I used my penatrating gaze to make her smile. "Don't you wanna go see the new house?" I aksed her. We hadn't seen it yet, but before we left for camp, while we were still in New York, Mom said it was beautiful. And we had a pool. And horses. Life was complete.

"Hey, Leena," Annabeth called back to me. "We have four minutes and twenty-seven seconds left till we get to your house." Annabeth was seventeen, like Thalia, Nico, and Percy. Emily and I were the youngest.

"Thank you, braniac-ish Annabeth. I appreciate the help." I called back, making sure to glare at Percy with my chocolate brown eyes before settling back in my seat.

"So, what do you think about the school?" I asked Emily. She was looking at the Forks High School brochere, where we would be20going. Chiron managed to get us into the eleventh grade, like the rest of our friends. Our brothers, attended La Push schools, for reasons unknown. Yet.

"Looks better then boarding school, I'll tell you that. School won't be the problem. It'll be keeping the secret that's the problem," Emily said, folding up the brochere and glancing at me.

I sighed. "They're our family.. We should tell them we're half-bloods."

Nico turned around in his seat. He was very protective of Emily and I, since we were his sisters. His own sister, Bianca, died years ago in the junkyard of gods. You would think they would have gone green and recycled by now.

"They're not your real family, they wouldn't understand," he said, his dark eyes staring at us from under his long, messy black hair.

"They might," Emily persisted.

"Emily. Leena," he began. We both groaned. He was going to lecture us. Again.

Thalia turned her ipod up louder so she wouldn't have to hear. Annabeth and Percy started a engrossing conversation about teddy bears.

"If you can't keep this secret, we won't be able to trust you. As your brother, I will do whatever it takes to make you both safe and happy in this town. But-"

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"Your not making us happy now, Nico." I growled.

He pursed his lips. "I'm just saying. Try to be careful." He eyed us more for a second, considring his words. He shifted his gaze to Emily and said, "Actually, Emily, try to be careful, and keep Leena out of trouble."

I pretended to be hurt. "I am offended, Nico. Truly. Right here." I jabbed a finger at my heart.

He rolled his eyes and turned back in his seat. After a few minutes, we turned down a long, paved drive. It was about half a mile long, surrounded by trees on either side.

We all gasped when we saw the house. It was almost an exact replica of the house at camp, except there were a few balconies on the second floor, and there was a sunroom connected to it with a huge pool inside. The house sat in a round clearing of trees, and there was a road-wide path the led into the trees on the opposite side of the house.

"I told you," I breathed to Emily. "We should have got here sooner."

"Oh yeah." Emily breathed back.

Nico was the only one who didn't seem happy about the house. He grumbled somthing about cyclops' and hellhounds. Everyone stayed in the car except Nico, Emily, and I. We went around back to the trunk and opened it up.

Neither Emily or I pack lightly. I had a suitcase, a backpack, a shoulder bag, a huge gym bag, and a tiny leather bag I had made this summer full of my treasured items, and gifts for Mom, Derek, and Logan.

"Bye, Nico," we said to him as we hugged our brother, even if it was almost impossible with all our bags. "We'll see you next week at school."

He got in the car, and Percy rolled down the window. "If you guys need anything, come to Thalia's house. Leena, get in trouble. Emily, try not to get caught up in Leena's schemes. Bye!" And the car was gone.

And then Mom came running down the steps. She had thin blond hair, blue eyes, and lines under her eyes. I would ask her why later.

''Emily! Selena! I missed you guys so much!" She said, and pulled us into a bear hug. I hoped it wasn't going to last long.

She finally let go of us, taking two of our bags each, and leading us toward the door. "Your brothers are with some friends in La Push. They're coming later today, and they said they would be home about dinnertime. So you girls have time to tell me everything that happened at camp. Now go up to the second floor and find your rooms. They're right next to each other. I have to make some cookies." With that, Mom left the room, after giving us our bags.

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I exchanged a grin with Emily. "Still the same." She said.

We found the living room. It had a huge cream colored couch that wrapped around so it looked like half a soccar ball. There was a huge plasma screen TV on the wall in front of it. There were lamps, and bookshelves around the room, and a huge winding staircase with white carpet going upstairs. The second floor had gray carpet, with white walls, and it was just one hallway. At the end there was another winding staircase. There were five doors along the hall, three on one, two on the other. Logan's room was beside Mom's and Derek's. Emily and I each had a room on the opposite side. I went in mine, and Emily went in hers.

My walls were painted a tan color, with a soft white carpet. The room was huge. On one side, there was a big white TV on top of a long glass case that held my beloved stereo. There was a teal couch that sat two in front of the TV. On the wall next to the TV and oppasite my door that led into the hallway were two french glass doors that led onto a balcony. There were teal curtains draped over the inside of the doors. There was a nice white and ebony fireplace next to my TV, with candles on the top.

On the other side of my room was big bed with an ebony headboard the books and a lamp were on. The bed had a soft silky teal comforter with four regular pillows and20two throw pillows. Then there was my loved piano and a pair of double oak doors and a white single door. Inside the white door was my own personal bathroom, complete with a shower, and the oak doors held a walk in closet with all my clothes and shoes I had left home hung up or on the floor.

I dropped my bags on my bed and leaned against the pillows. Home sweet home.