I don't own Skycraper by Demi Lovato. She does.

Nuthin else to say soooooooo...

READ ON MY LITTLE MIDGETS!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Percy POV

I went into Chiron's office.

"Chiron, we have three new campers as you probably already know. Shane, son of Apollo, Marsha, daughter of Aphrodite, and Isabel, daughter of Ares. They're the kids that bullied me throughout the year," I said without a greeting.

He responded by saying, "I know, Percy. Just don't let them get to you."

Frustrated, I said, "I try, Chiron! But they keep saying things like I murdered my father, I have no friends, and I am not loyal. Not loyal my a-"

"Percy, you know that daughter of Aphrodite that left Camp a year ago? What was her name?" he cut me off.

"Yeah, Demitria. She became a singer, right?" I responded.

He advised, "Yes. Go to your cabin and listen to one of her songs, Skyscraper."

Maybe this song could help with my problem. And usually, Chiron would only advise something this way to help.

"Okay. Thanks, Chiron," I said as I left his office.

I finished inspection early so I could listen to the song, since that would be the only time I would get except for nighttime.

I typed the title in and found the song. The slow, melodious tune rand through my ears.

Skies are crying.

I am watching,

catching teardrops in my hands.

Only silence

as it's ending

like we never had a chance.

Do you have to

make me feel like

there's nothing left of me?

You can take everything I have.

You can break everything I am.

Like I'm made of glass.

Like I'm made of paper.

Go on and try to tear me down.

I will be rising from the ground,

like a skyscraper.

Like a skyscraper.

As the smoke clears

I awaken

and untangle you from me.

Would it make you

feel better

to watch me while I bleed?

All my windows still are broken.

But I'm standing on my feet!

You can take everything I have

You can break everything I am.

Like I'm made of glass.

Like I'm made of paper.

Go on and try to tear me down.

I will be rising from the ground.

Like a skyscraper.

Like a skyscraper.

Go run, run, run.

I'm gonna stay right here.

Watch you disappear. Yeah...

Go run, run, run.

Yeah, it's a long way down. (Oh, oh)

But I am closer to the clouds up here.

You can take everything I have.

You can break everything I am.

Like I'm made of glass.

Like I'm made of paper

Oh, oh!

And go on and try to tear me down.

I will be rising from the ground!

Like a skyscraper.

Like a skyscraper!

(Like a skyscraper.)

Like a skyscraper!

Like a skyscraper.

Demi was right. Why should I let them get to me? Why should I let them tear me down?

I realized that I had been using this tactic the whole time. With Nancy Bobofit, Matt Sloan, when Hades took my mom.

Later, I decided to confront them.

"Hey, does anyone want to spar with me?" That should knock them down a few pegs.

Isabel and Shane both agreed. So I decided to let them work as a team against me.

We went to the arena. They both picked swords and we got the match started.

They each charged at me with the worst technique possible: having their swords pointed straight at me.

I side stepped and they managed to stop before they collided.

I charged Shane and he, not knowing what to do, held his sword in a defensive position. I still disarmed him.

I turned to Isabel. For a moment, fear shone in her eyes. But that was replaced with the same fire I saw in Clarisse's eyes.

She lunged and tried to disarm me. I side stepped, whacked the sword out of her hands and held my sword to her throat.

I let go, and without sweat on my complexion, I left the arena.

Unfortunately, Isabel ran to catch up with me.

She questioned, "Who are you?"

I gestured to Shane. "He knows," I said.

"But I ain't the loner you thought me to be." And with that, I left.