A/N: Please R&R! This is just the prologue!
"PERCY!"
"WHAT?"
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"
"WHY?"
"'CAUSE!"
I chased Percy with a pocket knife around his appartment. We were both 12. Coincidentally, we had the same birthday, which we both found weird. But we were best friends. Almost like siblings. We both had black hair and sea-green eyes. I treated Percy's mom like my mom because I didn't have any family. I'd known Percy since the second grade. We were friends immediately.
Anyway.
"WHY ARE YOU CHASING ME WITH A KNIFE?"
"'CAUSE YOU'RE A MENACE TO SOCIETY!"
"HUH?"
"OH, NEVERMIND!"
"MOOOOOM!"
"What?"
"JESS IS CHASING ME WITH A POCKETKNIFE!"
"Jessicah, stop chasing Percy with any sort of sharp or blunt object that could possibly harm him in any way!"
"Awwwwwww!" But I put the knife away and stopped chasing him. Like I said, she was like my mom.
I lived at an orphanage. It was horrible. I freaking hated it... I was always the one they bullied. Maybe it was because I was basically a runt, but still. It was mean.
"Hey, you two, come here!"
"Okay, Mom!" we yelled at the same time and ran to her room were she was. Luckily her husband wasn't home.
She showed us a pamphlet. "What do you think about Yancy?"
"Sound boring and stupid," I said.
"It'll be good for you."
"I agree with Jess," Percy said.
"Too bad; you're both going."
"Fine." I accepted ithout too much hard feelings because I knew it was the best chance for us to actually get something done. We were hopeless in regular schools.
Too bad I didn't know what we were getting ourselves in too, otherwise I would've fought to the death against going there. That's what started everything.