Erin Quinn

Hi, I'm Erin. Some people use my last name, Quinn, instead of Erin, but both of them are fine for me. Anyway, I am 13 years old and have blonde hair with red tips with green eyes. I have an average height and lives with my grand-parents. We live in New York, in a small house. I go to a school in down town of Manhattan, since it is not very far and is the only school that has accepted me.

I'm a trouble maker and am not one of those disgusting stupid girls who flirt with boys and do works. I fight, I don't do homework and I especially don't listen to my teacher or the principle. The only people that I actually listen to are my loving grandparents.

They actually understand me and help me when I am in trouble. They don't blame me for anything. You see, they are not my actual grand-parents. They told me that they had adopted me when I was born. I didn't understand that very well. But I never asked them details. It was painful for me to think about my mother and father. I didn't even know what they looked like. Well, until this one day...

I had been packing my bag for my new school, the school in down town, called the Meriwether College Prep. I was entering the seventh grade. But of course, I wasn't excited. I never got excited for my new schools. I had some breakfast and said goodbye to my grand-parents and started walking towards the bus stop.

I was listening to music when a group of boys came to the bus station as well. I ignored them, staring at the comer of the street, waiting for the bus. One of the boys whispered to another then snorting. I sighed and silently reached into my pocket and put the volume of my music down so I could hear them talking. Of course, they were talking about me. Yes, me, a girl with blonde hair and red tips. I closed my eyes and listened to their conversation.

"Hey, Joe. Look at that girl over there. Where do you think she is going?" asked a boy to Joe. Joe froze and didn't talk for a few seconds. He sniffed at the air. Wait-sniff? Ok... that was weird. Anyway, Joe then laughed.

"I think she is going to Meriwether College Prep, since she has one of the school forms in her hand." He snickered, sounding like this was a joy to him.

Well obviously, to me it wasn't at all. But then thankfully, the bus came and I quickly hopped into the bus and sunk into a seat lowering my head down as the boys entered into the bus. For some reason, I was sweating and my heart was pounding so fast as if it was going to burst out open. I kept my head down until the bus had arrived at the school. I jumped out of the bus, and practically ran into the school.

The first class was English, which I had trouble finding the class. When I had entered the class, the class was already starting and Mr. de Milo was angry but had to let me go since I was a new student. I didn't care. I just told my name was Erin Quinn and sat at the back of the table. Unfortunately, today was the last day of school and we had to take exams.

I groaned.

I wondered if anyone thought that it was weird for a student to arrive at a school on the last day. Because I certainly did. We had to read this book called 'Lord of the Files' and had to go outside to for the exam without any adult supervision to see what would happen. What happened was massive wedgie contest between the seventh and the eighth graders, two pebble fights and a full-tackle basketball game.

The school bully, according from a girl who had been next to me, Matt Sloan, the same boy from the bus station earlier basically led most of those activities. I just sat and watched the whole thing not bothering to move. Then I saw a big seventh grader getting a wedgie from Matt Sloan. Or should I say tried to give the big guy a wedgie... the big guy panicked and he swatted Matt Sloan away a little hard, that Sloan flew five meters and got tangled in the little kid's tyre swing. I laughed but Sloan didn't.

"You freak!" Sloan yelled. "Why don't you go back to your cardboard box!" but then, Tyson started sobbing. Then another boy ran towards Tyson and comforted him.

"Take it back, Sloan!" the boy with jet black hair with the same green eyes shouted. Sloan just sneered at him.

"Why do you even bother, Jackson? You might have friends if you weren't always sticking up for that freak." The boy just balled his fist. Were they going to fight?

"Just wait till PE, Jackson." Sloan called. "You are so dead."

The next exam was science and Mrs Tesla told the class that we had to mix chemicals until we succeeded in making something explode. I grinned when she said that. Oh yeah, I'll do the honour of blowing up the whole school for you, Mrs Tesla! I thought pleased with the idea. I was having trouble with the green vial and the blue vial when I saw an orange mushroom cloud in the trashcan. It was the boy, Percy Jackson with Tyson. Mrs Tesla had to evacuate the lad and called waste removal squad. It was great.

In social studies, I saw Percy holding up a picture of a girl with blonde hair and grey eyes. I wondered if she was his girlfriend. Then I realized I had seen the girl that before from somewhere. But then, Matt snatched the photo off him, looking at the photo then speaking out loud.

"No way, Jackson. Who is that? She is not your-"Percy turned red and tried to take the photo from Matt.

"Give it back!" Percy shouted. Sloan handed the photo to hid friends. I wondered if Sloan was hanging out with them just because he looked cool. They ripped the photo in too pieces. I shrugged and went back to drawing hangman instead of latitude and longitude. It was so boring.

Then the bell rang and I stared to get up. But then the strangest thing happened. I bumped into an invisible thing that was in front of me. I was shocked. I saw a human silhouette that was right in front of me. It was invisible!

"What the..." I stated to say but the silhouette rippled and disappeared. I looked around trying to figure out what had just happened. But there was nothing. Not a trace of the human silhouette. I tried to forget what I saw and went to the girls change room to get changed for gym.

When the class entered the gym, Coach Nunley, (I snorted at that name) was reading Sport Illustrated. For some reason, Percy shivered like it was cold in the gym.

"Coach, can I be the captain?" Sloan asked Coach Nunley, who just looked up from his magazine and nodded.

"Eh? Yeah. Mm-hmm." He mumbled. Sloan grinned and took charge of picking teams. He made Percy to be the other team's captain and picked all the popular kids to his team, as well as Joe and his friends. I got into Percy's team with Tyson, Heather, Corey, Raj and others who got harassed by Sloan and his friends. I was fine with the group, but when I eavesdropped Percy and Tyson talking, I was shocked.

"Scared." Tyson mumbled "Smells funny." I frowned. What was he talking about? Apparently, Percy also didn't know what he was talking about.

"What smells funny?" Percy asked. Tyson pointed towards Sloan's friends, Joe and the other big guys.

"Them. Smell funny." He muttered looking down on the gym floor. Then the coach's whistle blow. The game of dodge ball had started. The moment the whistle blow, a ball came straight at me. I stepped aside surprised. Then I saw Percy getting hit by the ball, the people on our team beginning to panic.

I gritted my teeth and threw a ball over to the other side. In return, the ball came back zooming and hit the wall right next to Corey. Percy shouted at Sloan saying that he could have killed someone. But then the big guy, Joe, grinned at him evilly.

"I hope so Perseus Jackson! I hope!" Joe said to Percy, who looked as pale as white powder. But then, the big guys began to change into something. I gasped at them.

They were human... they looked like, well, monsters. They were wild eyes, pointy teeth and hairy arms with snaked and hula women and Valentine hearts. Weird, she thought. The people on the other team began to scream and run. But a big monster threw a ball and it slammed the door shut. It looked like it wouldn't budge. I was beginning to panic like the others.