Here is my new PJ series. It's about the daughter of Iris, Elpis, or Ellie as everyone calls her. Enjoy! :D
"I need your attention please." Mrs. Watkins says, trying to rally up everyone. But when you have a bunch of 7th graders that have been on a bus for two long, someone is going to get hurt.
"I thought field trips were fun." My best friend Mallory says crossing her arms.
"What's not fun about learning history?" I ask. I love school. I mean, am I the brightest? No. But I still loved it.
"Kill me already." She says.
"Just go play some Mad Pigeons."
"You mean Angry Birds?"
"Ya whatever." I didn't care for technology that much. I mean, yes I do have a phone but I only use it to call, text or take pictures. See I rather be reading a book rather than watching T.V. but if I lived somewhere rather than New York, I would be outside all the time. I just love to go exploring or hiking. Or even a nice ride on a bike. But of course, I live in New York. Well, I live at school but my mom lives in New York.
"Okay class. Now everyone grab your buddy. Stay close together. We don't want to lose anyone."
I think we already did, I thought. I look over and see Steven walking away. Steven has autism. He is very quiet and sneaks off a lot. No one else was playing attention to him. He started walking away. Further and further away from us. I look over at Mallory, who is in the middle of a game of Temple Run. I slowly back away from the group and take off for Steven. I look around, seeing that I have lost him and that's when I spot him looking at a display in a window. I cross a dark alley and I run up to him.
"Steven. You can't go running off like that. Come on. Let's go." I take him by the wrist. Half way across the alley, Steven yanks my arm back, sending me to a lady. A beautiful lady I must say. She looked like a model. She had a black long skirt with a reptile skin belt on and a black blouse on with totally blacked out glasses.
"Sorry!" I say.
"No need to apologize." The lady said. For some reason, then and there Steven froze.
"Ahh. Steven Hairsh. Long time, no eat. I meant see." The lady said. Her voice was cold and crisp. It sent shivers down my spine.
"Well we must get going." I started to pull Steven but he wouldn't budge.
"Now what's the hurry we have plenty of time to chat." She started walking closer. She was making us back up. Into the dark alley.
"Back off." I slide my free hand down in my bag and grab hold of my lipstick.
"Be gone Lamia." Steven said. Which shock me, one because he spoke and two because of what he called her.
"You mean the child-eating daemon?" I asked Steven. He nodded and grabbed something out of his bag. I pulled my hand out of my bag to reveal the lipstick. "That's why you have sunglasses on. Because you can't close your eyes."
"Wow, you're a smart one. I can just taste you already." She hissed and came running at us.
I ripped the lid off my lipstick and it transformed into a sword. Steven pulled out a pocket knife. I took a good swing at her. She quickly jumped back. She was fast. But not fast enough. I took my sword and threw it at her. She turned into a black smoke and disappeared.
"You're a demigod?" Steven asks me.
"How did you know about demigods?"
"One, I pay attention in class and two, my step-brother is one."
"Oh. Who is he?" I ask. I must know him.
"Nike. He is one of the sons of Apollo."
"Oh! I know him! I'm his sword fighting mentor."
"You mentor my brother in sword fighting?"
"Ya. Apollo's kids are known for archery and music. And showing off. But not sword fighting."
"You got that right about showing off. But he loves to play guitar. I can see him relate. Hey, before we go back, can you read this? My brother is away on something called a quest. And he sends me letters in Greek. Can you read this for me?" Steven asks, holding out a letter.
"Sure. Let me see." I take the letter.
"Okay it says, Dear Brother, I was flowing a Cyclops when I saw something."
"Whoa, that's so cool."
"What?" I ask.
"How you can just read Greek like its English."
"Well, I at least feel more comfortable reading Greek. I have dyslexia. And ADHD. Kinda a thing we demigods have."
"Nice so let's continue."
"Okay. Yada yada yada, okay. I saw what I believe is a Kindly One. Very odd I must say. Then it spotted me. It chased me for miles. I finally lost it. Thank the gods. But then I saw them. I saw all 3 Kindly Ones and a two-headed snake thingy. Gods, I forgot the name. Anyways they were heading for Camp Half-Blood. Warn my dear friend Elpis. She will help. Sincerely, Stewart. Oh gods, this is not good."
"Ya, it is. One, I don't know the Kindly Ones are and I guess I don't want to meet one. And two, I have no clue who Elpis is."
"That would be me."
"Your name is Elpis? Oh! Elli is short for Elpis. I get it! What does Elpis mean?"
"It's Greek for hope."
"Oh like Elpis, the Spirit of Hope. The last spirit in Pandora's Box?"
"Yes. I don't know why they call it a box. It's very much not a box. Any ways I have to get back to camp. I must warn the others about the Kindly Ones. AKA Furies."
"Can I come?"
"Mortals cannot come to camp."
"So? Allow for me to come. My brother did it once for me when I was little."
"Well, that's a bit odd. Let me ask you something. When you are out and about, do you see anything unusual?"
"If monsters are unusual, then yes, yes I do."
"Hmm, you are like our oracle. Rachel Dare. She saw right through the Mist and became the oracle. She give us the prophecies for quests and stuff like that but I'll explain that later."
"Wait, what's the Mist?"
"I'll explain it later. First, we got to go back to our group."
"Okay Elpis. Is that okay if I call you that?"
"Only when we are alone or at camp."
"One more thing. Who are you related to?"
"Me? Oh, Iris."
"You mean the messenger goddess?"
"Yep. I am currently the only child of hers. Well living. I don't know of any others before me. She says the rainbow stands for hope so she named me Elpis."
"So does your dad know… you know… he dated… well, a goddess?"
"No. I go to camp every summer. He thinks I go to some summer camp for the 'gifted'. All he knew about my mother is that she had to leave. Has your brother ever IM-ed you?"
"No, you guys aren't supposed to have electronics." Steven says. We start to walk back.
"No. IM for us means Iris-Messaging. If you have like a mist or steam or your know, water, you throw a drachma, say O Iris, goddess of the rainbow, accept my offering and say the place or the person and the place that person is. Then it's like Skype. So anyways, I connect with my mom that way. She loves to talk to me. It's as if I am on vacation and I tell her everything that had happened that day. It's really cool."
"Wow. That's cool you can interact. Most of you guys can't."
"Ya. It's probably because I'm her only child."
"So if you call your mom and she isn't there?"
"Then I talk to Fleecy! I typically do if my mom thinks it's someone else."
"Who's Fleecy?"
"A cloud nymph. She works for my mom."
"Umm… I would ask what a nymph is but I see we have more important things to deal with." I look ahead and see one angry teacher.
I like me a good cliff hanger. I do it for everything. I got the habit from Ridley Pearson and Rick Riordan. :P Still mad. D: PS This story is in Ellie's POV. Maybe some of the others. IDK yet. xD