Isabel Watson and the Betrayal

by luvreading1106

Izzy Watson faces school and her crush on a daily basis. But what happens when she arrives at Camp Half blood and her crush is there? They go on a quest to find Thalia after she's been kidnapped, but they find a lot of things indicating a new war. Izzy finds her long lost sister, but is she loyal to the gods? And what about the weird powers she starts to develop? R&R. Set after TLO

1. Chapter 1 The Surprise

Isabel Watson and the Betrayal

Prologue

Hi, my name's Isabel, but everyone calls me Izzy. I live in Manhattan, New York, and I'm sixteen years old. I've been kicked out of every school I've ever attended, and I'm diagnosed with ADHD and dyslexia. Things have been weird since I turned four, but I'll just tell you about yesterday.

Chapter 1

I was sitting in math class, waiting for the final bell to ring. Our teacher, Mrs. Volks, was rambling on and on about the basic number of pi.

One of the kids at my table said, "I learned about the basic number of pi in sixth grade."

RING!

"Okay class! This is from Mr. Price," she took out a piece of paper. "Don't forget your ancient Greek mythology test on Monday."

"That's gonna be easy," I mumbled too loudly.

"What?" asked the kid who had made the pi comment.

"I learned basic Greek mythology in fifth grade," I said, walking out of the room.

As I was walking up to my locker, I bumped into my secret crush William.

"Sorry, Izzy. Didn't see you there."

William was tallish and athletic. He had blond hair and intriguing gray eyes.

"No, it's my fault. I wasn't looking when I crossed the hallway." I wanted to faint! I mean: I wasn't looking when I crossed the hallway? What the heck? Was that panic or stupidity?

William laughed and was about to say something to me when his friends and "girlfriend" walked up to him and carried him along, talking about their weekend plans.

"Nice talking to you too," I mumbled. I walked up to my locker, got my homework and went to meet my friend Grover.

Grover was a skinny, scrawny, maturish kind of kid. He had a beard and a note excusing him from gym for forever, so I wasn't too surprised when the neighborhood "bad boy" Fox, came up behind him and started teasing him.

"Back off, Fox," I growled.

"Hey now, hey now," he said holding his hands up in surrender. Fox always tries to keep his distance from me after I beat him up once for pushing Grover into a stream by school. "This is a friendly matter, Prissy."

"It's Izzy,"I said, forming fists.

"Hey, it's cool. I just have a message, that's all," he said.

"Spit it out!" I said impatiently.

"You two are invited to William's party on Sunday."

"Yeah, we'll go," I said quickly.

Fox walked away quickly. We continued walking.

"See you later?" Grover asked as we came up to our houses.

"Yeah." We walked into our houses.

"Hello?" I called into the empty house. As usual, no one answered.

See, my parents work sixteen hours a day, so I hardly ever get to see them. Most kids would think, Wow, cool! Party! That's not the case at all.

When my parents aren't home, I can't have more than three people over at once. My parents made me sign a contract the day they found out how many hours they would be working. I've only broken that contract a couple of times.

I finished my homework in half an hour, which is really fast despite my ADHD and dyslexia. It usually takes me one hour to seven hours. Sometimes even longer.

I made myself a small snack and decided to go to the nearest soccer field, which happened to be the fields at school. I grabbed my bike and rode to the fields.

As I was taking half-field shots, I saw a Lamborghini drive past. My dad's Lamborghini. I grabbed my phone and called my mom.

"Hello?"

"Mom? What are you doing?"

"Your father and I got off early today. Hurry home!" and she hung up.

I hopped on my bike and rode home.