An Unexpected Surprise
So there I was. Taking yet another school field trip to the one and only Ellis Island. You see, we are doing this project about Immigrants of the 20th century. Thanks to Mr. Matt I got the weirdest guy in my whole class, Mark Jackson. He practically never talked to anyone; well I don't talk to anyone because no one actually wants to talk to me but that isn't the point. The weirdest thing is that he has my same black hair and the same blue/green eyes. To summarize my whole opinion, this guy was creeping me out a lot. I decided to approach him today; not that I wanted too but he might need a friend and plus, I don't have one.
"Hey what's up?" I asked him.
"Nothing," he answered.
"Well, do you want to come over and at least work on the project together?" I asked. Just as he was about to answer Mr. Matt called us to get on the bus to the trip back to Goode High School.
"I'll think about it, Jackson," he responded.
"But—," I started to say but like always got interrupted.
"Mr. Jackson I expect you have a good reason for not being on that bus," he said.
"No sir," Mark and I said in unison. Man, I almost forgot we had the same last name!
"Oh dear, I'm sorry Mark I was actually speaking with Percy," Mr. Matt replied.
Mark eyed me suspiciously as if he was studying me, kind of like seeing if I would do anything stupid. It hardly mattered because at that moment I saw a Minotaur heading straight toward me.
"Great," I muttered under my breath. "Just my luck." I uncapped my sword.
"Whoa is that a sword?" screamed Mark surprisingly.
"Wait, you can actually see it?" I asked suspiciously.
"Ummm yea isn't it right in front of my face?" he asked as if I were actually the stupid one.
"RRRRRRRRRRaaaarrrrggggghhhhh," screamed the Minotaur.
"I'm guessing someone is a little impatient," I muttered as I tried to move counter clock-wise before the Minotaur slapped me to death. I counter acted his blows like any other battle but he suddenly went for Mark and not me. The Minotaur literally flicked Mark out of the way and he landed near a building covered in graffiti. He lay motionless as the Minotaur practically laughed himself to death. I took my chance and dug riptide into his thigh and he disintegrated into thin air. I ran to Mark and he definitely was in pain. His arm was bleeding like crazy. I offered him to come to my house to get that arm cured. Reluctantly he surprisingly agreed. We set out for my house in a taxi and he stayed quiet, like always, but with a more surprised and hurt look. Kind of like when a three year old boy gets a lottery ticket for Christmas.
Read the next chapter to see what happens next!!!!!!!!!!!!!