Percy Jackson Story (The Heroes of Olympus)

"Seven Half-Bloods shall answer the call,

To storm or fire the world will fall

An oath to keep with final breath,

And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death."

"What the heck?" I mutter. Sometimes Rachel Dare can be soooooo weird. Why did she give this to me? Seriously. Here at Clarion Academy, a note is punishable by detention. I know she hates it here, but this is a bit extreme. If you hate a place, ask your big money daddy to get you out of here. Go home to that boy you keep drawing in art class. She is an extremely good artist. Once I saw her draw a picture of me, surrounded by six other kids, my dark hair with its layers blowing in the air. I think I saw her sketch a sword in my hand, but then she shook her head, like she was waking up out of a dream and she looked around, frightened, her red curls sticking to the splotch of bronze paint on her forehead.

"Miss Darien? What's the answer?" Mrs. Jenkins squeaks, her eyebrows disappearing into her wrinkly forehead. My eyes pass over the blackboard and I instantaneously process the math problem. I stroll up to the board and pick up the pink chalk.

"Well, Jeanette forgot to carry over the decimal here and that messed up the entire equation. You see, the final answer is 15.99302, not 27.88411095."

Jeanette stood up in her chair and said, "Hey! That's not right either!"

Mrs. Jenkins swept onto her outburst like a vulture. "Here at Clarion's Ladies Academy, we learn to be social leaders in society. That means being polite and courteous. Miss Jumpin, you have a detention." The class drew in a breath and raised our right hand, with our handkerchief in that hand, to our mouths as one. Mrs. Jenkins then walked with a purposed back up to the podium. "You are correct, Miss Darien. Would you like it if I gave you extra time in the media room this afternoon?"

"Absolutely. I would love it if you did so, Miss Darien. Thank you, Miss Darien." I curtsied low and Mrs. Jenkins waved her hand, dismissing me. I went back to my desk, hiding my grin from Mrs. Jenkins.

"You are dismissed, girls."

"Thank you, Mrs. Jenkins." we chorused. We walked out into the grandiose snow covered courtyard. That was when everything broke loose.

I stroked the diamond set into my bracelet that had a wave etched into it. One of the girls that were new (they had those stickers on the handkerchief pocket of their blazers that said, "My name is…") snatched the notebook out of my leather messenger bag. Rachel appeared at my right side. The girl, Courtney, then snickered as she leafed through the book. "Dearest Daddy… What a joke! You actually love your father?" She raised her blond eyebrows and smirked.

I closed my eyes for a second then snatched the notebook and started backing up. "I don't have one. He left my mother when I was 4 months old. All I remember of him is a big beard and a Hawaiian shirt." My eyesight begins to blur. Whenever I think of Father leaving, I want to give someone a piece of my mind. Courtney and the rest of the new girls start walking towards me, making me back up. Rachel walks with me.

"Get out of the way Oracle!" "Heather" hisses.

"What did you call her? Oracle? Really?" I laugh. Rachel says nothing. I pale. The rest of the girls in the courtyard run into the Great Hall for lunch.

Then Rachel raises her wrist to her mouth. I notice for the first time a gold band of a bracelet. She speaks into it, "Grover, Code Red. Code Red." She grabs my wrist and pulls me into the classroom hallway.

"Whoa!" I shout as she pulls me through the halls into the hallway where my dorm is. When we reach my door, she raises her wrist to the lock and it clicks open. I gasp.

"Who-" I start before the boy with dark hair and eyes like mine claps his hand over my mouth.

"Shut up!" he mumbles. He then turns to Rachel, "We brought Annabeth's hat." He whips a Yankee's cap out and places it on my head. I lift my hand to tuck my hair behind my headband, when I can't see my own hand. It's good that the kid still has his hand on my lips because otherwise I would have screamed. "Oh, Genevieve, it's a cap of invisibility." he says in passing and then says to Rachel, is she one of them?"

"The intruders are dracaena. Window?" she says, ignoring his question. "Percy, you take her hand and lead her." Percy reaches his hand out and punches me in the stomach. I immediately punch him in the face. Rachel snickers. I reach out now and grab his hand. He groans and I smile. Rachel reaches out and hands him a tissue. I grab my suitcase, despite Grover's protests. It disappears. We walk over to the window and after one last look around the room; Percy and I jump backwards, flipping in the air. I see Courtney but she never sees me. Then I hit a Pegasus that appears out of thin air and I have to let go of Percy to grab the reins. I quickly flip my left leg over his back. I feel Percy take the running through it. hat off my head and place it on the Pegasus's head. It disappears, but I stay visible. I see Rachel jump and expertly land on her Pegasus. Then, it's Grover's turn. He inches out onto the window-sill and looks own. He lets out a squeak of terror. I see Courtney's head snap up in the corner of my eye and I roll the Pegasus as she throws a knife at me. I fly up and then down quickly toward Heather, who seems not to have any weapons and is standing by a fountain. Then she turns around and throws a javelin that has an electric charge running through it. I do a loop. I speed him up and accidentally get thrown off into the fountain.

"Mmmmm… Half-bloods are good eats." Heather snarls. I try to rise, but the impact broke one of my legs. She reaches out her hand towards my head. I pop underwater and swim with one leg. Have you ever tried that? Well, it's really hard. Then Courtney jumps in the fountain on the other side of the plinth which holds a statue of the first Head-mistress. Sorry, Miss G! I didn't think that you'd fall! You have taken horse-lessons before, haven't you? A voice resounds in my head. I quickly breathe in before remembering that I am under water. I am breathing under water.

Genevieve! Are you alive? I am sure this Percy's voice. I have a plan.