Ariana
Hi, my name's Ariana. I'm a daughter of Hades, and my life was pretty sweet...Until I found out I was a demigod.
It was a normal day in sixth grade. My math teacher, Mrs. Rogers was teaching us about ratios and proportions. I had already learned these in fifth grade, so I glided through them with ease. I had finished our assignment within minutes, so I opened up my laptop and went to my favorite math website. I was just finishing up one of my tasks when I felt someone poke me.
I whipped around to see someone I've never heard of before...except in books. He had messy, black hair, dark brown eyes, and was really pale. He had a black shirt with dancing skeletons on it and ripped black jeans. I noticed a silver, skull ring on his left middle finger.
Now, I won't deny that I admired his style, but he freaked me out.
"Good God!" I shrieked, nearly falling out of my chair. This person had literally appeared out of nowhere! He hushed me, and my math teacher looked over, narrowing her eyes.
"Why are you out of class?" she demanded. The boy looked her full in the eye.
"Our parents called me, and they said that our...grandma died, and we needed to get home. They don't want us to stay at school today." He said this as if he had known me forever, and I realized who it was, nearly exploding out of giddiness.
It was Nico di Angelo.
The boy I'd read about so many times in my books. My favorite character. He was here right before my eyes.
"Okay, then. What are the names of your parents?" She challenged. Nico replied, "Their names are Ted and Janice." He snapped his fingers and Mrs. Rogers had a dreamy expression come across her face.
"Yes, alright. Tell your mother I say hello." With that, she dismissed us, and we were out in the hallway.
"Um, just making sure I'm not dreaming...What's your name?" I asked tentatively.
"Nico di Angelo."
That confirmed it!
"Aaaand what are you here for? How do you know my name?" I questioned further.
"I'm here to take you..somewhere. And I've been informed of your name before I came." He finally answered. I sped up and opened my locker, sticking my binder and laptop into my black backpack. I swung the backpack onto my shoulders and slammed the locker door shut, cringing at the sudden sound in the silence.
"So, how are we getting from Point A to Point B?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Shadow travel." I felt like blowing up out of excitement, but I wasn't about to show it. I was kind of like the...the shy girl of sixth grade. He gripped my wrist and led me into a large patch of shadow, and I felt like my face was peeling off of me. Within seconds, we had arrived at Camp Half-Blood. The place I'd read about and dreamt of visiting since I was nine.
"I give you permission to enter Camp Half-Blood," Nico stated, leading me in. Before I entered, the place looked like a strawberry field. As soon as I entered, the strawberry field view vanished, and I was looking at the most wonderful place ever.