I'm No Cinderella

8. It's Just Girl Talk! Not a Death Quest!

Pic of Jason and Piper above!
Beyoncé probably went to sleep with make-up done, hair beautified, And silk pajamas, because nothing about me was flawless this morning. My hair was all over the place. My make-up was mixed in with my eye boogers.

"I woke up like this?" I murmured to myself unsure. Beyoncé must have never met people like me in the mornings. I was the epitome of horrible. No, horrible was an understatement. I looked like Helen whenever she had a hangover. Rare and memorable.

I started to clean myself up, heading down the stairs from my room to the bathroom. Bobby and Matthew must have slept in since there wasn't any sound coming from the house.

Awesome, I have peace and quiet for a little while. I sighed as I started a shower and set the water to warm. I undressed and stepped into the shower and enjoyed the heat soaking into my pores.

After I got out, I rummaged through my drawers for undergarments. I found a black lace bra and matching underwear. I think Thalia got me these for my last birthday. My hair was wet from the shower. Eh, I'm too lazy to blow dry it. I let it naturally curl.

I wasn't sure what to wear. It was only the first day of break and I'm not trying to impress anyone. Yet again, I never dress to impress. I wasn't planning on going anywhere special at all so, it didn't really matter.

I was going to Piper's house, cough-penthouse-cough, but I honestly never liked saying yes to sleepovers there. Sure, the architecture was amazing- the marble columns, the beautiful sets of furniture- and it's a win-win deal since I can get away from Helen. But it seemed as if Piper wasn't comfortable in her home either. Piper never liked living in the Upper East Side, the wealthiest part of Manhattan. Neither did Thalia.

I went inside my closet, looking for clothes when my laptop rang. Who could possibly be calling so early in the damn morning? I walked over to my laptop and Skype was open. OlympianPrincess is calling. That was Thalia. I clicked answer.

Thalia's bright grin lit up the screen along with Piper...and Jason. I screeched when I saw his face and backed away from the laptop, tripping over my own feet and falling to the ground.

Thalia laughed, "Cover your eyes bro." She threw a pillow at his face. Jason held a hand over his eyes.

"Ew!" Jason cried. I hurried over to my closet and pulled on a t-shirt and jeans.

"Why would you ever answer, knowing you're not dressed?" Piper laughed hysterically into the camera. I blushed furiously. That was not funny.

"Shut up. I didn't know you would all have you're faces up in he camera. Am I really that interesting?" I sneered. I sat down on my desk's chair.

"What the hell do you two want?"

Thalia mockingly rose her eyebrows. Piper snickered. "Not happy to see us?" I rolled my eyes. I wasn't in the mood for teasing. My mind was everywhere at once and I didn't like having to concentrate on one thing.

1. My mother's earring is missing.

2. I have a crush on a guy I don't even know the real name of.

3. I have a crush on a guy who's name I do know but apparently he's untouchable.

4. Someone has a crush on me, who I don't even know at all.

This is just fricking amazing. When did my life turn into a soap opera?

"I'm used to it." I reply, "So what's up?"

Piper grinned happily as if that was the best question in the world. "Sleepover's at Thalia's this week instead."