This little story was inspired by my good friend my-dialect . We met over the Internet recently and bonded over Percy Jackson. This is about us (if and when we ever meet in person). Go follow her, she writes stories and stuff!

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Marilyn's POV

I quickly finished packing my stuff and stood impatiently by the door. "Hurry up, Mom!" I called. I was unbelievably excited for the next few days. It was VidCon, and I was meeting my Internet friend Sarah in person for the first time. I was wearing a blue shirt, black skinny jeans, and a black sweater over it. Blue was my favorite color, so naturally I had to wear it when I was meeting Sarah.

Mom and I sat in the plane, me reading Percy Jackson and the Titan's Curse and her on Facebook. I fidgeted nervously in my seat as the pilot announced, "We will be landing in about 20 minutes. Please put everything away and fasten your seat belts." I was restless. Sarah lived in Canada, where VidCon was this year, and she was picking us up at the airport. As we exited the plane, I thought, I hope she's not a serial killer.

Luckily, she wasn't. I saw the paper saying Conizure, my last name, held up by an excited little girl about my age. "Sarah!" I exclaimed, and we raced towards each other. "Marilyn! Oh, it's so good to finally meet you!" she cried. We had been talking over the Internet for about six months, and had eagerly awaited this meeting. We hugged, and when welled away I grinned and said, "Let's go to VidCon."