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Heavy Sleeper

Percy Pov chapter one

Blinding sunlight woke him up as he rubbed his eyes blinking to get adjusted to his surroundings. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, and the temperature seemed perfect. He was on a blue towel with miles of empty white-brown sand around him. The Atlantic Ocean seemed uncharacteristically dormant. He heard a soft laugh from his left and turned his head towards the sound. He caught his breath at the sight of a drop-dead gorgeous girl lying next to him. She had a seemingly perfect tan and honey blonde hair that fell in curls down her back. The most distinct feature was the stormy gray eyes that set her a part from every other California blonde, and he couldn't help but get lost in them.

"Ya know seaweed brain, if you didn't want to hear about my ideas for Olympus you could've just told me!" She sighed exasperatedly while failing to keep an annoyed tone to her voice.

He must've been too busy gawking at her to listen correctly because whatever she was talking about made no sense. Olympus?… Seaweedbrain?… what's she talking about?

"Uh… what?" he mumbled stupidly to the girl to his left.

"Never mind Percy go back to bed," She smiled as she leaned in and kissed him.

He felt a spark of electricity run through his body, but pulled away in shock. Her carefree expression changed to one of anguish and pain, and the perfect weather turned stormy and rainy as twenty-foot waves crashed against the beach and thunder and lightning rolled across the sky "The one with only one shoe… grand canyon… Percy what'd you do this time," she said worriedly to herself.

She began to tear up, and even though he didn't recognize this girl his heart ached in his chest. Her image began to flicker between that of the girl and another woman reminding me of the Earth with closed eyes and a creepy smile on her face. The sky turned black as a 50-foot wave loomed over his head. Just as it was about to hit him he bolted upright in bed and hit his head on the wooden bunk above him.

Percy rubbed his eyes and flopped back on the bed not yet ready to start the day. He tried to make sense of the dream he just had but it was like putting together one of those one thousand piece jigsaw puzzles without knowing what the final picture was supposed to look like. Percy knew he should know the girl from his dream but the more he thought about it the more his head hurt. He decided it must've been from hitting his head on the bunk, but when he went to the bathroom to brush his teeth he couldn't find a single mark. "Weird…" he said to himself as he looked for a sign of damage on his head. He put on his mining gear like he had done a thousand times. Technically he wasn't old enough to work in the mines but he looked big enough. He had to provide for the other six children at his orphanage and frankly the other workers had bigger problems to worry about than an underage kid heading into the mine shafts. Percy was about to head down to the mines when a screeching voice stopped him, "Where do you think your going Perseus!"

The voice made him flinch, "to the mines?" he answered the caretaker Denise cautiously. She was in her early fifties, but looked older from years of anger and stress. Her once brown hair was already almost entirely grey, and her skin was starting to wrinkle. Despite her appearance, she was not in any risk of dying soon, for she kept herself well fed.

"Don't you realize it's the reaping today?" Her hawk-like face contorted in rage.

"Oh… right sorry" Percy started before she cut me off

"Don't apologize you mutt, just wake up the rest of the mouths and make breakfast for everyone" she ordered.

Percy bit his tongue, for being talked down to like that did not come easily to him. He woke up the other kids, four boys and two girls all younger than him, and got to work using the bread rations to make the tesserae bread from the reapings. Percy gave everyone some berries he got from the girl in his grade who goes hunting "secretly", as well as promising to get some meat from Greasy sae to celebrate another year of surviving the reapings later. This year everyone but our youngest boy at seven years old, Dane, would be putting their names in the bowl this year. Percy has been living at the orphanage since… he can't even remember but he must have been very young, for the only thing he can recall of his mom is a sugary sweet smell. Percy spent the rest of the morning trying to organize all the kids and get them to look nice for the reaping.

Percy examined himself in the mirror as he put his gray button down shirt on over his tan pants. He ran a hand through his hair in a useless attempt to tame it and took a deep breath before heading to the city square.

As Percy looked into the crowds from his spot in line he could see some familiar faces in the crowd such as Katniss the girl who he buys berries from, the older kid who he seems to see with her a lot, and other classmates who he can't help but think he might not see again. Before Percy knows it a hand grabs his and tries to take a sample of his blood, but the syringe seems to have broken. To get things moving a long quickly they scan a piece of his hair instead "Perseus Jackson age 16 check in" the peacekeeper says in a dull voice, "clear to go." On stage Percy could see the mayor, our only living survivor from the games Haymitch Abernathy, and the escort for the district 12 tributes Effie Trinket. She is wearing eight-inch heels and orange hair brighter than the sun that matched her equally bright dress and makeup. The video we watch every year about the history of the hunger games is played as well as the capitol's anthem. Effie walks up to the bowls at the center of the stage."Ladies first" she says as she makes a show of reaching into the first of two bowls. She pulls out a card and reads "Primrose Everdeen."

Sorry I do not know what happened to the first couple chapter of the story, so I redid them