READ THIS! Thank you. SO a lot of people requested a sequel to my one-shot A Child. I recommend you read that first before you read this fanfic. This takes place in Bianca's POV.
Disclaimer: I'm not-
Will: Where am I?
Me: You're in my disclaimer. Now get out before I get my frying pan! (Get the reference?)
Will: Can I do it?
Me: NO! *gets frying pan out of nowhere*
Will: Ok! Ok! *turns to leave*
Me: I own-
Will: SHE OWNS NOTHNG EXCEPT THE STORY! DON'T KILL ME!
Me: Enjoy while I go hunt some Apollo offspring.
"Don't go," I whispered.
"It's okay, bambina. It's only for a little bit. You'll see me again before you know it." Papa let go of my hand and I walked towards the building. Papa and Daddy adopted me a month ago and now I had to go to school.
I slipped into a seat in the back of the room, toying with my necklace in my right hand. I was perfectly content where I was until a body blocked my view of the teacher. "Excuse me you're in my seat."
I looked up. A tanned boy with brown hair and grey eyes stood in front of me. "Then it looks like we're going to have to share," I responded, using my stubborn side. He sighed and slipped into the seat next to me.
"I'm Luke."
"Bianca."
"Are you new?"
"Yeah. I got adopted a month ago."
"Really? That's cool." That was the end of our conversation. The teacher made me get up and tell the class everything about me, but other than that, my day was great.
….
I stood outside the building and waited for Papa to pick me up. He appeared after 5 minutes and held my hand as we walked home. "How was your day, Bia?"
"Pretty good. The stupid teacher made me get up and tell the other kids every darn thing about myself. It's not like they cared anyway. I'm pretty sure she just ran out of things to teach second-graders."
Papa laughed. "Now, now. Don't call your teacher stupid. That's not nice."
"Fine. But really. I'm in second-grade and she was trying to teach us how to spell difficult."
"So today is Friday and Daddy and I decided there was somewhere we wanted to show you."
"Where?"
"It's a surprise."
….
I stood in front of the strawberry farm, confused. "A strawberry farm? You met each other at a strawberry farm?"
"It's actually a hidden camp. You remember we told you about the camp for demigods? The strawberry farm is the disguise."
"Cool! Let's go!" I ran up the hill and saw an arch that read 'Camp Half-Blood'.
"Wait!" I heard from behind me. Ignoring them, I entered the camp. The place was massive. There were tons of cabins and one big house which I was told was the Big House. I saw the eating place and the infirmary. This place was amazing.
"Bianca!" Daddy called after me. I turned and saw him and Papa staring at me.
"What? Do I have something on my face?"
"N-no. You entered through the door without getting special permission."
My eyes widened as realization dawned on me. I was able to get into the camp. "Hooray! I'm a demigod just like you guys! Do I get a sword? I don't want a sword. I like archery better. Let's go!"
Papa held my hand firmly. "Not yet. There's somewhere we have to go first. The reason we came here was for the reunion. Let's go see our friends first and then we'll go explore the camp, ok?"
"Fine," I grumbled. I let them lead me to the Big House where a party was in full swing. I plopped down on the floor in one corner and watched Papa and Daddy go talk to another couple.
"What is it with you and stealing my spot?" Luke asked, sitting down next to me.
"Oh, so you sit in the corner too? I find that hard to believe."
"I usually hang out by the refreshments, but seeing as how there's someone here who's my age, I guess I'm obligated to start a conversation." Man, all those big words. How in Tartarus did he know those words?
A cool breeze blew past me and I realized I was sitting in front of the AC vent. I shivered. "Are you cold?" Luke asked me.
"I'm fine. Just chilly back here."
"Yeah. All the vents are in the corners. Makes it really hard to hide."
"I can see that." I shivered again as the air kept coming from the vent.
"Here." Luke took off his scarf and wrapped in around my shoulders.
"Thanks." I smiled at him gratefully. I hated being cold, which wasn't a great thing living in New York.
"No problem. You're the only person I know here. I'm kind of glad to finally have a friend," Luke gave me a crooked dimpled smile and I wrapped my arms around him awkwardly. I was still getting used to this whole friend thing.
"JACKSON! GET YOUR SON AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER!" I jumped at the sound of Papa's voice. I looked up and saw a scary Papa pulling another man by the ear over to us. The man was tall and had Luke's hair with sea green eyes.
Papa pointed to us and waved his hand in a way that said See? I stayed exactly where I was, daring Papa to make me move. We stared at each other for a long time, each giving the other our best death glare. Finally he sighed and rubbed his face with his palm.
"Percy. What are we going to do with these two?" Papa asked the other man.
"How about give them some alone time?" Percy said, wiggling his eyebrows. A pretty blonde woman came up and smacked him upside the head. I liked her.
"Percy! They're just kids! Quit being such a pervert!"
"Who said I was being a pervert? You're the one that came up with the idea, Annabeth." Annabeth blushed.
"Stop being so smart go back to being a Seaweed Brain. I liked you better that way."
"OK. Thinking hurts my brain anyway." Annabeth gave him a quick kiss, but he pulled her back and pretty soon they were in the middle of a make-out session.
"Eww. Gross." I looked over a Luke, surprised to see him not grossed out.
"It doesn't really bother me anymore. They do it, like, all the time at home. Man the first time was horrifying. I think I was scarred for life. They didn't know I was there. I still have nightmares." I laughed quietly.
Will appeared and gagged at the sight of Percy and Annabeth. This time I couldn't hold it and burst out laughing. They looked at me and then at Will's gagging face. Blushing, they scooched away to another corner of the room.
"So, Bianca. Who's this?"
"I'm Luke. I'm in Bianca's class and we're really good friends, right?" he said, looking to me for reassurance, with his hand stuck out to Will. I nodded. Will shook his hand.
"Nice to meet you Luke. Since you happen to be Bianca's really good friend, why don't you show her around camp while I catch up with my friends?"
"Great! It's too stuffy in here anyways. Come on, Bianca. Let's go!" Luke jumped up and offered me a hand. We ran out of the room and out into the fresh air.
Tell me what you think! Should I do Bianca's POV for the rest of it, or should I do other POVs too, or should I just toss this fanfic in the trash? You give me the ideas about how I should do this!