So I thought it would be original to write a story on a girl who gets trapped in a PJO book, but unlike all the other stories you have read, she is the opposite of a PJO addict! This hurt to be writing… I didn't think it was possible to hate PJO, so I felt wrong.
Corbin's POV
I was walking with my best friends, Ava and Rachel, denying their pleas. "Ava, Rachel, I am not going to see that Percy Jackson movie with you!" I said. Yes my best friends, and practically the whole world loves Percy Jackson. Well I hate him. Ever since his books came out, everyone in the school has been going from Harry Potter to Percy Jackson. I am a true Harry Potter fan, and I will not betray him!
"Yes you are! Cori, you haven't read the books, and now you won't see the movie?" Ava said, making her blue eyes go to puppy dog mode.
"You have to! Or the gods will get you! And you look just how he was supposed to look!" Rachel said, while trying to put her frizzy red hair up in a ponytail. They have been taunting me with this nonsense for a while.
"I don't care for the gods. They're not real. I don't look like him. Plus, I don't believe in fairytales." I said.
"Well you believe in Harry Potter. He's a fairytale." Rachel said.
"Is not! Harry Potter is real. He actually has movies, and a ton of them."
"Percy has one too! And we would like to watch it with our best friend!" Ava said.
"Not in a million years! Call me when its done." I said, while walking in the other way.
I walked off to my house. Stupid Percy Jackson. I will never switch over to Greek. Myths are different from magic! I yelled out "I hate you PERCY JACKSON!"
Then I heard the sky rumbled. "Great." I thought. "A storm." But no rain came down. I felt no raindrops on my head I felt something strange coming—
I was interrupted in my thoughts, when something hit me hard on the head. Rubbing where it hit, I picked up the item. Then I dropped it again. Do you want to know why? Taped to the item was a weird looking whip. It was glowing orange. But then I focused on what it was attached to. A book. It didn't have a title on it. I opened the first page, and the only thing I saw, before the weird things started happening, I saw these words. A harry Potter fans greatest fear.
Percy Jackson and the Olympians
Then my vision went black.
I woke up to the sound of a boy, more like two boys, talking. I kept my eyes closed to eavesdrop.
One of the guys said "We don't even know who she is. She could be a spy, an assassin!" That made the other guy laugh.
"You can't be serious Nico! She can't be an assassin, she got here knocked out cold!" The other guy said. Hmm… Nico. That sounds familiar.
"Whatever, Percy. Just keep an eye on her." The other guy, Nico, left. Percy. I knew who that was. Nico too. They were the characters in Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Ava and Rachel are always talking about them. Wait… but they aren't real. How are they talking right in front of me?
I decided to open my eyes. I looked up to be practically looking in a mirror. The guy watching me looked just like me… but older. He had the same sea green eyes and blue black hair. "Hi. I'm Percy Jackson." He said like it was the most casual thing to say in the world. Well, it was, but it was not a casual situation.
"Where am I? How are you real? You're just a character from a book." I said in a rush.
"You're at camp half-blood. And I am pretty sure I am alive. Do you have a name?"
"My name is Corbin, everyone calls me Cori."
"Why are you here?" what kind of a question was that?
"I don't know. I was walking home and then something hit me on the head, I opened it, then woke up to hear two guys talking."
"Then why do you have a whip?" Percy asked, showing the whip that was attached to the book.
"I don't know I told you I didn't even think you existed and now—" I was interrupted by a blinding light, then everything went black.
Did you like it? I hope it will be different! Cori HAS to learn to love PJO. Or she should drop dead.