Stupid beasts. I can't believe it. Pulled out of class four times in the past week. Why can't I just be normal?
"Please welcome our new student, Jacob" Mrs. Pierce said in her usual harsh tone, "Jacob, please take the seat behind Ariana." I raised my hand so the new student knew where to go.
"Okay, please call me Jake, Mrs. P" he replied without a care in the world. He sat down, not knowing what to do.
"Can I have a paper?" he whispered to me. I quietly slipped one over my shoulder. "And a pen?"
"What, you didn't know you were coming to school today?" I turned around and said.
"Something like that." Jake smirked behind me.
"Is there a problem Miss Lynn" Mrs. Pierce peered through her petite red glasses.
"No, Mrs. Pierce" I replied sweetly. I pulled a fountain pen out of my pocket and threw it over my shoulder. She turned around and began to write on the whiteboard behind her and I continued my thoughts.
Mom, if you are listening please help me.
My mom was Artemis, goddess of the moon and the hunt. She had sworn never to have children but that was after I was born. No one knew about me but my mortal father, Charlie. I was a demigod. Not a famous demigod from the legends like Hercules or Achilles. I was just me. Ariana Lynn, daughter of Artemis.
Sometimes I feel as though I was born to fail. I like many other demigods had been diagnosed with dyslexia and ADHD. I felt like I couldn't do anything but in the presence of a monster, go into combat mode. And when would that come in handy?
Mrs. Pierce was my evil math teacher. She absolutely hated everyone and everything. She had just started teaching me a bunch of crap otherwise known as Algebra 1. As she started that I started my social life- texting my best friend for eternity, Grace. She was the daughter of Athena, goddess of wisdom and battle strategy, or as I saw the goddess of 'know-it-all.'
"So, is this a continuous or discrete function, Miss Lynn?" She glared at me. I looked up from my Iphone screen and looked at the whiteboard. I see a blur of black marker and realize I'm not wearing my glasses and grab them off my desk. I slam them on my face while pushing back my chestnut brown hair. My color changing eyes which are currently hazel peer through my classic nerd glasses.
"Miss Lynn, we do not have all day." Mrs. Pierce begins to look mad. I look at Grace from the corner of my eye and see her mouth to me 'continuous.' I nod my head and take a small breath
"It is a continuous function, Mrs. Pierce." I reply.
"Good job, Miss Lynn" she says to me almost kindly and I wonder if she is feeling alright. Normally she is nothing like that.
"Smooth," I hear Jake whisper into my ear. I roll my eyes, not bothering to reply. My thoughts continue as Mrs. Pierce, or as I call her Mrs. Fierce, keeps on going with our boring lesson.
God, why does the entire world hate me.
My thoughts were interrupted by Grace speaking to me.
Hey! Whatcha thinkin' 'bout? she thought to me.
Nothing. Stay out of my thoughts.
Sorry. Geez.
I'm sorry but it's kinda private.
Are you complaining about the whole world to yourself again? I hesitated for a moment.
Maybe.
I'll stay out. Sorry, Ari.
Thanks.
Sometimes I wonder what kind of best friend she is. I mean yeah I tell her everything but she still needs to be up in my business at every moment. Doesn't she have a life?
Fierce continued her blabbering about functions and I looked around wondering how everyone else's life was going. I decided to intrude some thoughts. At least I'd have something to do. I wanted to intrude the thoughts of someone interesting but everyone seemed so concentrated on the lesson. Then I turned around and noticed Jake doodling on his paper. Perfect person.