Hey Guys!

This is my new story, Starting Over. It's a Jasper story. The Lost Hero and Son of Neptune never happened. All the characters are seniors in high school, it is the first day of school. On with the story!

Jason POV:

I woke up with no memory.

I remembered little things, like where school was, and that I loved pizza. But I didn't remember people, events, and things like that. When I got downstairs, there was a note on the counter.

Jason,

I'm sorry, but I have to leave. I'm not coming back. Your sister will check up on you occasionally, but I'm sure you can fend for yourself. I'll still pay the bills, but you have to get a job and earn money for food, or whatever.

Take care. –Mom

I was stunned. My mom, whoever she was, couldn't just leave me here alone. Could she? Where could I find a job? Would I survive? Thoughts buzzed in my head. I looked at the clock. I had five minutes to get to school. Luckily, it was right down the street. I sprinted there, hopefully not leaving anything.

When I walked through the door, I saw a girl. She was beautiful, but in her own way. She had choppy brown hair in braids. It wasn't too long or too short. It seemed to glimmer, but naturally. It didn't look like she did anything special to it. She was wearing normal clothes, not slutty like some girls walking around, but they seemed to fit her perfectly. Her smile showed her perfect white teeth. But the most dazzling feature was her eyes. I couldn't tell what color they were. Every time I blinked, they seemed to be a different color.

She was looking at me, smiling her beautiful smile. Obviously she knew me. She walked up to me and wrapped me in a hug. "Jason, it's been all summer since I've seen you in person! I missed you." she said.

"Um, do I know you?" I asked, clearly confused. She frowned. "Is this some kind of back to school joke or something? Because I don't find it funny."

Oh crap. Things are not going well. Someone I don't even know is mad at me on the first day of school. "No, I'm not joking. I think I lost my memory or something, I have no idea who you are."

She sighed. "Well then, if you don't remember me, I'm Piper, your girlfriend." Wow. Someone this beautiful is my girlfriend? I lucked out. "Oh, ok. Do you think you could explain more? Like, who are my friends, and who are not? My background?" She wrote something down on a slip of paper. "Here's my address. Come over after school. If you can't find it, call me. My number's already in your phone." And with that, she walked away.

I managed to find all my classes and got through the day. Some elf-looking guy with a tool belt talked to me, and I pretended I knew him. However, the only thing I could think about that day was Piper. As soon as the bell rang, I bolted out the door and ran all the way home. I raced into the garage, hopped on my bike, and was off.

I rode for ten minutes in the direction of her house. I came up to her road, Sunset Avenue. There were a few houses, and then there was this huge house. When I say huge, I mean HUGE. It looked like a palace it was so big. It said 4 on the door. I checked the paper. Her house was number…4. I studied it again. "This couldn't be it". I thought. "Only a Hollywood star could own this kind of house." I rang the doorbell anyway, after riding a long way up her driveway.

A few seconds after I rang the bell, a woman in a frilly dress answered. She must have been a maid. I was about to introduce myself, but she called up the stairs, "Piper! Jason's here!" No more than a second later she came sliding down the railing of her huge staircase. "Hey!" she said. "Come on up." She grabbed my hand and ran up the stairs, and into her bedroom.

"You have a big house." I commented. "Yeah." She said glumly. "I don't see why my dad had to buy this…thing. I hate it."

"Wow. You hate your house?" I asked. "I'd do anything to live here." She nodded.

"Most people love it. To me, it seems tacky. A lot of people hate me because of my house, and the fact that my dad's Tristan McLean. They think I'm snobby." She ranted.

"Wait…your dad is Tristan Mclean? Isn't he a big deal movie star?" I asked.

"Yeah. I wish I had a normal dad. Everyone tells me that I'm so lucky to have a famous dad. At least, the nice ones do." She said.

"The mean ones say you're snobby?" I guessed.

"Yeah. Drew and her crowd do. She's the most popular girl in school. A lot of people like her. The only reason she hates me is because she's always had a crush on you. I guess she just started hating me when we first dated, and has ever since." she said, frowning.

"Oh." was all I could say.

"Well, let me tell you…everything." she said. She then started by telling me that we were these things called demigods. She explained what they were.

She told me our friends were Leo, (That must have been the guy who talked to me today, based on Piper's description." I thought.) Percy, Annabeth, Frank, Hazel, Reyna, and a bunch of other people.

After she told me everything, my head was spinning. "Wow. That's a lot to take in." I said. "Yeah, demigod stuff can be complicated." She said. She looked at her watch. "Oh, it's only 5:30. How long can you stay?" she asked. "Well, I can stay until whenever." I said. I told her about the note my mom left me. "Your mom just left you at home with no one to buy you food or anything?" she exclaimed. We have a million extra rooms; you could stay here if you want."

I was shocked. She would let me stay here? "Really? I mean, I wouldn't want to take up space." I said. She playfully glared at me. As if we don't have enough space for you? You're staying here, Jason." she demanded.

"Okay, I guess. Piper, I…I can't thank you enough. Really." I said. She smiled. "No problem. I'll have Mary set up a room for you. Now, do you want to play video games or something?" she asked. I grinned. "You bet." I said.

We went into the basement and played video games, watched a movie, and talked. "Oh, wow, it's 1:30 already. She said. "We should probably go to bed. We walked upstairs. She showed me my room. It was awesome. It had a giant T.V with every game console and game you could imagine. It had vending machines, pool, air hockey, and a California King bed.

"Um…wow. I get to stay here?" I asked in awe. "Ha, yeah. It's the nicest guest room in the house. It's all yours." We walked over to her room. She was about to go in when I stopped her. "Piper, thank you so much…for everything. You've been really kind to me." Before I could stop myself, I quickly kissed her on the cheek and went off to my room.