Okay. So. I got tired of my old story… Is that bad? Anywayyyyyyy new story! Just let me know what you think
My body relaxed knowing that I finally get to rest. It's been a long day filled with school, (only one week left of school!) drama, and obnoxious guys. Yes, guys. I'm apparently the goddess of the school when it comes to looks. And I knew it too. I am beautiful. No, I'm not vain, I'm not that way, I'm just gorgeous and I hate it more than anything in the world. I think it's a curse, actually. People think I'm crazy for hating the beauty I have, but they just don't understand. And most of you won't, but it's just the way it is.
My eyes closed slowly, my body shutting down from exhaustion when I heard muttering outside of my door. I sat up quietly and listened to the voices, they were hushed, so I could only hear so much. "Just open the stupid door…" "No, you do it…" The voices continued and I grabbed my small practically useless pocketknife my overly protective brother gave me. One of the boy's hands tried to open the door and he jumped back and trying not to scream. I knew this because he wasn't very good at being quiet. "The doorknob burned me!" he hissed. "It must've been her mother," the other said. My mother? My mom would make my doorknob hot.. I pulled on casual clothes quickly just in case. I was tempted to open the door but then one said, "Rose!" I jumped a little then started to recognize the voice. "Grover?" I whispered safely behind my door. They both sighed of relief and I finally opened the door and pulled them both in my room so my mother wouldn't wake up. Grover was reassuring to see since I knew him, but the other one was kind of reassuring also. He looked harmless because his jaw was dropped down to the floor staring at me. "I told you she was pretty," Grover tried not to laugh at his friend. I rolled my eyes and whispered, "Grover! You don't have your crutches!" Then I looked down at his feet and gasped. "Grover! What.. Your legs?! What?" His legs were goat legs! "Rose it's okay, I'll explain everything if you come with us. Now, I know you might not want to—" I interrupted him and said, "I want to know what's going on, so let's go." I've known Grover from school, so I trust him. He looked surprised and nodded and led me out of my house with his speechless friend.
We got into a van and I tried to push the thought away that I might have just let myself get abducted by two boys. Great. We started driving off and Grover began to talk. "Rose. You are… Well, you aren't completely human," He said that like I would understand. The quiet one finally spoke, "Rose, you're a half blood. Half human, half… Not so human." The look on my face was probably what the definition of confused is. The boy continued, "Your mother, the one at your house, the one that feeds you and takes care of you… Isn't your mother." His darkish brown hair was out of place and it fell in his eyes. His eyes. Sea green. But not the normal kind of Sea Green; it was so different I couldn't describe it. It was like I could see the ocean in his eyes. "Your real birth mother is Aphrodite." I continued to stare into his serious eyes, but I couldn't help myself. Laughter exploded out of me. My eyes grew teary from laughter and I choked out, "So.. Ha…so you're telling me… HaHa... That my mom is Aphrodite?" I laughed again and stopped once I realized how serious they where. "Oh. Sorry. You're actually serious." I took a deep breath and readied myself to listen to their proof. "Rose," Grover said, "If you wanted to, you could make Percy and me fall in love with you instantly. It's part of you. You're a half blood. So that's why we are taking you to Camp Half Blood. It's where people like you go." I didn't want to believe them, but I knew how to test it. "Percy," I said my voice smooth, "Are you the son of Poseidon?" His eyes widened and he was definitely shocked. "How did you know that?" he asked. I looked down and replied, "Your eyes. All I can see is the ocean. So it is true? I am one of the daughters of Aphrodite?" They both nodded. I mashed my lips together. It was hard to believe, but it all made sense. My looks, my ability to get out of situations with my beauty, and like Grover said, I can make anyone fall in love with me.
After about forty-five minutes of awkward silence, the van took a turn and stopped. "This is where you get out," the driver said. We did and walked up a hill that led to a beautiful entrance with strange letters labeling the place. Suddenly, the letters started to move and spelled out to Camp Half Blood. "You can read that, can't you?" Percy said. I nodded and stepped through the entrance and walked through a short path and we hit a busy, busy place. People (well not people I'm still confused on this whole half blood thing) were rushing around everywhere. Some where in a field shooting arrows at targets. Others were riding winged horses, sword fighting, and so many more things I actually wanted to try lied in front of me. But why did I want to try them? My mom wasn't really known for sword fighting and climbing walls for fun… "Well. This is Camp Half Blood," Percy gestured to everything, "What do you think?" I took it all in, "It's beautiful," I said, almost speechless. "Beautiful just like you," a voice said behind me. I turned to see a guy that seemed to be around my age with sandy blonde hair, sunglasses that covered his eyes, and really attractive features. I stuttered at the sight of him, "Uh- um, who are you?" Percy walked over to him, "Apollo, you can't flirt with the new girl already, she's gonna have to deal that with everyone else anyway." My eyebrows raised, "Apollo? You mean the God?" He nodded and took off his shades and smiled. "Aww, Percy. But she's so pretty. Blondes are the best." He winked at me and I crossed my arms and glared, but it was hard to; he was so attractive and warm. My expression softened and he walked over to me. "See ya around pretty girl." He winked again and walked over to his insanely cool Maserati and got in it and flew off into the sky. "Get used to that," Grover said, "He'll be back for more flirtatiousness." I laughed and Percy spoke, "C'mon. Let's show you Camp Half Blood."
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