dISCLAIMER: I DONT OWN ANYTHING PREVIOUSLY MENTIONED IN PERCY JACKSON STORIES. I DO OWN TAMI AND HAROLD, THOUGH!
Percy woke up feeling strangely disorientated. He was in a dormitory bed, sharing the dorm with two other kids- although he didn't know who they were. From what he could see of them, they were a girl and boy, about the same age as he was- 16, 17? Wow, o.k. ever heard of a teenage kid not knowing his own age?
He climbed up out of the bed, which had been extremely uncomfortable. Now he saw why: there was a ballpoint pen in his pocket, inscribed with the word: Anasklusmos. "Riptide" The word came to his tongue as if he had been saying it for years.
Percy checked his battered watch, to find a strange button poking out at the top. He wondered what it was for, seeing as the watch was analogue.
His cabin mates woke up a few minutes later, and Percy was anxious to meet them. Maybe they could answer his questions, like 'what's my last name, what's this place, why am I here, and who are you?' Maybe add in something like, 'I've got amnesia so call a DOCTOR!'
All these words were about to come barrelling off his tongue, but they ran dry as his cabin mates said hi to him as casually as if he had been there all his life. Ooohhhh Kay….
A passing "Mornin' Tami" was replied to with a joking, 'hey Harold, glad to see you've come out of your life-long coma!' Then they turned to him and asked if he had to have finished that project at 4 am.
"Project?" Percy inquired, a bewildered look coming to his face so naturally that he felt he must use it often. "Yes, project, Percy, the one where you had to make a model of something-or-the-other and didn't realise the deadline was today, until yesterday! So you had to rush everything and end up making an amazingly beautiful sculpture that was so intricate and detailed, all in one night. Oh, and did I mention it's taller than me?" The Tami replied.
"Yeah, man, how d'ya do it?" added the guy who must've been named Harold.
Scary. Really Scary. These guys were acting like they knew him off the back of their hands, but he knew absolutely nothing about them. He was also already freaked by the fact that he knew nothing about anything before 8 am this morning… who were his parents? For that matter, who was he? His emotions must have shown, because Tami came up to him and took his hand, a worried expression on her face. "Are you alright, Percy? Your face just turned as white as snow..." Percy slipped his hand away from hers as gently as possible.
"um… I don't…" That's when he noticed Harold standing awkwardly in the doorway. But saying that someone as good looking as Harold could stand awkwardly, is just crazy. I'm sure Aphrodite would agree with me, he thought.