Chapter 1: Fairy Feet
"Class, today we have a new student. Please welcome her and try not to..alienate her too much. ",our Latin teacher droned. I almost snorted. That was an understatement. I know this is a military school, but the decorations seem a bit too overkill. I glanced from her to the clock and realized that there was still ten minutes left for classes to end. Hey, don't get me wrong I love reading and of course Latin, but today I was going to meet my mother and brother(that rhymed) after an year. I also had ADHD. This was the longest I had lasted in a school. This was my 8th or 9th school to begin with and I'm 10 years old! I blew up a bus, destroyed a dinosaur fossil exhibit, let a killer whale out of its aquarium, turned my ex- principals hair blue etc and I don't even know how. Actually I do.
Back to my family. Mum was the best mother in the world. She was the sweetest, kindest person in my life and let me tell you there weren't a lot of those kind . She made the best blue cookies, blueberry muffins too, and worked at a candy store. The blue food I can explain. She, like both me and Percy, had a rebellious streak which led her to prove Smelly Gabe wrong when he said food couldn't be blue.
Since that day mum has made blue food on almost every occasion. Gabrielle, what a girly name, was our stinky, filthy step father. He got drunk all the time and, I suspect, he used to hit mum. The thought of him trying to pull off something like that made me want to growl and spit on his face. That was unlady like you may say but do I sound like I care ? After remembering what happened to that old sot, I almost grinned with contempt but stopped in the nick of time.
Now, now, wouldn't want to be expelled for doing something like smiling would you, Corinne? I shook my head slightly to get rid of the voice.
And of course there was Percy . He was 4 years older than me yet I can't fathom why he's so clueless. He wasn't a vivacious reader due to dyslexia and maybe not the smartest but he was a caring older brother . He might make fun of me most of the times but, hey, what are brothers for? Though he was very much goofy, he was always that annoying, nagging voice in the back of your mind saying "do the right thing" when you're trying to pull off something extremely dangerous even though he might be attempting to do the very same thing.
The door creaked open and a girl came in. She had slightly wavy, brownish auburn hair that went just below her shoulders and a smile as goofy as Percy's ( and mine but if you said that , there's a 99% chance I'd deny it). I didn't even know that was possible until now. Her eyes were what stood out the most. They were a sort of silver yellow like the moon with flecks of gold. She looked a lot like a guy in mum's picture album. That was weird. Even to me. But who was I to judge. I had freaky eyes too.
"HI!" She said, or rather screamed, right in front of my face. I almost fell off my chair.
"Personal space, please" I said in an unusually high pitched tone. I cleared my throat and repeated that in a less girly voice. She snickered slightly.
"The teacher told me to sit with you but I think you were zoning out. ANYWAYS, I am Mackenzie. No last name, though. But you can call me Mac."
"Alright Mac. But the bell already rang."
With that I dragged her out of class to my dorm room and explained her how this school works. She put up a hand signaling me to stop and said,
"First say hi to my Fairy Feet." I stared at her.
"What?"
"My feet." I looked at her feet and saw her blue and silver shoes..with wings. They looked like suspiciously Hermes' shoes... Only slightly like the one's Luke gave to Percy.
"No." We argued back and forth until she, out of the blue, said,
"I don't know your name yet."
"Corinne Jackson . But call me Cora or else..."
I like my brother didn't like to be called my weird name. It originates from the Greek word kore .I used to think he was an obsessed Greek Mythology nerd until I found out he was Poseidon. Yes, my fathers a Greek God. Hurray. Note the sarcasm. Though I've only seen him a few times he hasn't acknowledged me. Ever. I guess I should despise him but a little voice in my head told me not to.
"LOL . I know how you feel. I was named after a river. And you a maiden." I looked at her curiously. She knew Greek? Usually people didn't notice because Corinne wasn't a very unusual name? Was she a demigod, too ?
"Yes times two, I do and I am. Geez, do you always say that to people you just met? That would be embarrassing. Hi, I'm a demigod, are you one too?" I looked up sheepishly and rubbed my neck in an embarrassed manner.
"No, just distracted...I'm gonna meet my brother and mother today so..."
"Percy, right ? That guy, dang, he can anger the gods . My mum almost slapped him in my dream." I just couldn't help but notice that she had a slight British accent like me but more pronounced. I also understood the dreams part. They were a huge pain I tell you. But they saved lives too.
"Who's your mum?" Her eyes darkened like the shadowed half of the Moon. Yet she told me anyways,
"Artemis."
I barely had time to react when a head with a ratty Rasta cap peeked in from behind the door.
"Did someone say Artemis?" I perked up and I bet I had a very goofy grin when I ran forward to give him a bear hug which he gladly returned. Mac grinned and hugged us from behind.
"I don't know who you are satyr but I LIKE BEAR HUGS!" She practically screamed in our ears.
"H-how do you know I'm a s-satyr?" Grover stuttered.
"As a daughter of Artemis she must know a lot about nature." I clarified and looked at her to say for certain. She just nodded enthusiastically. Grover's eyes looked like they could pop out of his eye sockets but he didn't say anything. We walked out of the dorm room.
"Hey, how come I haven't seen you at camp?" I asked. I knew almost every camper and being a daughter of Artemis should make you more noticeable. I know when my brother was claimed, somehow I became the center of attention. I hated it.
She said, "I just found out a week ago so grandmother sent me here. She knew some satyr was here." I thought she was lying partially but I decided to let it be. I could be wrong.
"Say, are those a pair of Hermes' shoes?" Grover asked with a horrified face. Almost being dragged into Tartarus by a pair, did not help improve the impression the shoes made on him. I bit my lip from trying to hold in laughter. I failed.
Mac, oblivious to Grover's tone and expression, did a little dance like the Mad Hatter in a movie... I can't remember the name of it... Aha! Alice in Wonderland, and said proudly in a false posh British accent, "Yes. Yes they are. Ya see, dear old Hermes, oh bless his soul, gave me these babies after a few master pranks I pulled in his honor on some unsuspecting citizens. Though of course I had to pay for them."
"You dance like the Mad Hatter!" Grover and I blurted at the same time. We burst into fits of laughter. Mackenzie was rolling on the floor laughing ( ROFL ) while a girl who Grover suspected was a demigod, Bianca Di Angelo I'm guessing, looked like she wanted to help us or maybe send us to the mental asylum. Grover was clutching his stomach, laughing like the goat he is, and crying silent tears. I was shaking with silent laughter, my voice, suddenly lost.
Grover wiped a tear as I cleared my throat and asked, "You remember the Dance, Cora ?"
"Yeah..."
"It's today and you have to come... Percy, Thalia and Annabeth are gonna be there ."
Mac and I exchanged horrified looks and yelled, " WHAT?"
I think Mackenzie Whose-Last-Name-Is-Unknown and I are gonna get along quite well .
A/N: Hey! This is my first fanfic and I hope this idea turns out to be good. Mackenzie is a character that actually belongs to my close friend, LifeGaza. Go check out her fan-fictions, they're all one-shots. Please tell me how this is by pressing that wonderful review button *Cue adorable sea green baby seal eyes*. Until next time, my fellow readers!