Hi people, my name is Ember McRae and this is my diary. My life is a depressed mess. Everyone getting on my nerves. My siblings, my mom, especially my friend, Alexander. Gods, can he be annoying. Also, my constant headaches, my life is just one big mess. One after another, each pain, each toured is put on my shoulder like the gods are trying to specificity torture me. Everyone loves my siblings too. They are annoying as hell but for some reason everyone loves them more than me. If you met them, you would think the same thing. How about I just from last week.
The funereal. Everywhere I turned. I see family and friends standing around wearing black. A couple of benches row by row in my church. LifePointe. Tears were running down my eyes for my sister is the one we are mourning for today. Alexis Isabelle McRae-Simon. She has the extra last name because she knows who her father is but my brother, Pauper and I don't know who our father is.
"All rise for today we will pray that this young girl is sent to heaven and will live with God." "Or go to Tartarus," I thought. I don't really believe all this stuff about God and Satan. I believe in Greek mythology. How there is Zeus cheating on his wife every minute or Poseidon causing all of the earthquakes. After two minutes of standing in the quiet room, he gestures for us to sit down and I gladly do it because I just want this day to be over with. Then, I see a boy looking at me. I don't recognize him and his dark brown eyes looking into my soul. He was wearing a black leather jacket, and light blue jeans like he isn't at a funereal. He got up and went into the hallway. He seems mysterious and I need to know what he is up to.
"Mom, I'm going to go to the bathroom," I told her. The short woman with the brown hair, and hazel eyes. I am amazed on how much I look like her.
"Go to the bathroom and don't take to long because if I have to come get you. You will be in big trouble."
"Okay, okay." I got up and went into the hallway. My black, overlapping dress going to my knees and black combat boots, I know it sounds ugly but I don't want to wear high heels. My worse nightmare. I opened the same doors and then I feel someone grab my arms.
"I hoped you would come out here and get me. There is no time to explain but you need to some with me to a place called Camp Half-Blood. It is somewhere you need to be to be safe." I can't believe this handsome boy is telling to leave my family right there at a funereal.
"No, I need to stay here with my family. I can't just leave them softer my sister just died." He looked at me. His silver skull ring is digging into my arm.
"Fine but the next funereal will be your's, Ember." He pulled his arm away from mine and stormed off out of the door. I tried to follow but when I opened the same doors. The only thing there was black powder and a wisp of shadow.
"Time to go to bed, Ember," my mom shouted from her bedroom in this two bedroom apartment. I sleep on the couch while my brother gets his own room and my mom now gets her own room since Alexis is now dead. I turned off the TV, and laid on the lumpy couch trying to go to sleep. Then, my subconscious started slipping in until I was fully asleep. I was falling, straight into a dark void until some caught me. I wonder why I was having this dream. I looked at the person's face. It was the guy I met at the funereal. He held me close and I held him tight.
"I can take you there through your dream of you changed your mind." I looked at him disgusted. Did he just say he is going to kidnap me in my sleep?
"No," I whispered in his ear, and I let go of him and fell into the void.
School isn't fun. Especially when you go to school with your brother who has ADHD and you go to a school called Olivander Academy. I don't have ADHD but is wished I had that instead of dyslexia. It makes it worse when I have my occasional headaches. I can read really fast, I can read faster than the whole class. It is just spelling that gets me hung up. I went to my purple locker and got my 7th grade science textbook.
"Hey, Ember. Wait up," he said. I would recognized that voice anywhere. It was my Latino friend, Alexander. His wavy hair and warm brown eyes. He has an electric blue button up shirt on today with black jeans.
"Hi," was all I could say.
"I already brought my girlfriend to class, so I decided to walk with you to science since we have the same hour," he said with a smile. I can't understand why he always smiles in a world like this.
"Fine," I said annoyed, how can he be so nice. We went left from my locker while all the lockers went purple, cyan, purple, cyan all down the hall. The hall wasn't that crowded because half the school went to La Maison de la Musique. Which is a stage for performing arts. Today, half the school is going to perform Peter Pan. This school is housed of prodigies. Well, the orchestra and actors went to perform. The others stayed here, like me. I am gifted in writing, I can write really good compared to the people who were auditioning kids to join this school but my mom forced me to do it so here I am. While my friend is gifted in a couple things. He is a gifted Clarinet player, a semi-good writer, he is also really smart but don't tell him that, he will get a big head. We walked into a room with about eight people and one of them is my friend, Emily Lenok. She is tall, and lanky. Her hair matches dirty gold and her eyes are a _ . Her neon pink shirt and wacky neon jeggings tie dyed in every single neon color in the world.
"What took you guys so long. I was getting worried." She actually said it like she was worried. Like she was getting worried that we weren't there.
"Well, my bus was late and why aren't you at the performance, Acting Prodigy." I asked.
"Well... I got kicked out of the production for bad behavior," she said looking at me like she didn't want me to know.
"I might of . ' . .accident." she said really fast.
"Why can't you behave." I shook my head at her, disapproving while Alexander gave her a high five. I looked at the board and apparently, we have a sub. Some one named Mr. Daggerville.
"Now, class will start on a minute or two, so I will advise you to get to your seats," Mr. Daggerville announced to the class. Luckily, I sit next to Emily and Alexander for this hour and the next four. His gray eyes looked at us, attentively, while his blonde hair combed over with gel to keep it down. He sat in his chair and said, "Today, we are watching a Bill Nye video about cells. So get comfortable. If I hear you talk one time, DETENTION!" he shouted so loud that the Martians could hear it.
"This guy must have anger problems," I whispered to Emily. Then, the substitute looked straight at me and gesture me over to him. I got out of my seat and everyone said 'ohhhh' besides Alexander, which is surprising.
"Come here," he hissed. I walked over to his desk.
"What did I just say?" he asked
"No talking or you will get a detention."
"Do you want your detention slip right now or after class?"
"But I wasn't TALKING, I was whispering."
"Fine, go back to your seat." I walked to my seat and I saw someone through the window. It was him. The boy in my dreams and the one I met at the funereal. After that, the wall fell and behind it was a nine headed dragon waiting to strike. The sub got out of his chair and pulled a sword made of a bronze material out of his suitcase and was fighting the monster. I suddenly remembered something I have learned in Greek mythology. This was a hydra, and to kill a hydra, you have to burn it. Everyone left the room besides the sub, Emily, Alexander, and I.
"Hurry up, Ember. We have to leave," shouted Emily trying to grab my arm. I dodged her hand and said.
"No! I know a way to help and I will help." I grabbed a wooden chair and broke a leg off. I turned on a Bunsen Burner and lit the chair on fire. I went straight in and stabbed the hydra in the heart. Gold, glittery powder exploded out of the monster and my eyes slowly started touch while I am falling into a deep sleep.
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