DONNY KILLED IT IN THE DEBATE LAST NIGHT!

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It was a dark and onimous day, and the sky outside was dangerously thundering. I quickly walked down the narrow, cobbled path, with my long silky hair whipping in the wind, and went inside my classroom. It was 3rd period history with Mrs. Dodds. I quickly went in and sat down at my mahogany desk.

My boyfriend Percy was sitting next to me and holding my hand. He had black silky hair the color of midnight that went down to his rock-hard, well muscled shoulders, eyes that were as green as dewey grass, and a handsome, smiling face covered with a manly stubble. He looked kind of like a really handsome version of Shawn Mendez. He took my hand and said "Good morning Annie." My name was really Andromeda Ravenfire, which is what my mom named me because she was in a band and SUPER FREAKING AWESOME, but everyone called me Annie. "How are you this morning?" he enquired.

"Good" I said contently. "How are you."

"I'm worried about the storm" he admitted nervously.

Loooking out the window I saw the wind blowing the stoic tall rock-hard trees back and forth. Crunchy brown leaves were flying everywhere and blinding white lightning (hehe) was crackling across the sky with the frenzy of an angry hamster. "I'm sure its nothing", I said reassuringly, stroking his rock-hard hand in my own small soft ones. My fingers had a sparkly blue and hot-pink manicure that I had gotten yesterday with my friends Beck and Genevra when we were shopping at the mall. My shimmering hair was raven-black and down to my waist, and straight and silky, with a violet-purple streak on the left side that had happened naturally. My mom said it was a mutation from all the drugs she done when she was in the band. My eyes were an icy diamond-blue color and my skin was pale and creamy and smooth. I was wearing a sparkly hot-pink tank top that showed off my big cleavage but in a modest way, and a orange plaid flannel over that, and a sequined black miniskirt mad of soft cotton fabric over ripped up leggings that fitted to my body in an attractive way.

Percy was still worried. "I don't like lightning" he admitted nervously.

"Why?" I enquired odaciously.

"I don't know I just know I don't like it."

"SHUT UP!" screamed Mrs. Dobbs viciously from the font of the classroom, jumping up onto her mahogany desk. She was short, so she usually stood on the desk to be seen, and she had steely gray hair and eyes the color of knives. She was little and old and weird and usually smelled like lavendar from the lavendar incest she burned in the classroom. "Its time for our fieldtrip to the museum!"

The whole class got out from their seats and we left to get in the bus. Percy and me got a seat together, and we spent the ride holding hands with each other. I could tell he was nervous by the way his rock-hard hand was shacking around mine. Why was he so nervous? I was worried about him. He was always seeming worried about something and he always had a sad look of in his eyes like he was depressed or something, I was pretty sure he cut because sometimes I saw bloods scratches on his arms and he had razors for some reason(and I knew he didnt use them to cut the stubble because I wouldnt let him because stubble is HOT!) I was worried that he might be depressed about his dad who died 10 years ago and his mom who was maried to a rappist and drugger named Gabe Fuckliyri. Sometimes I tried to talk to him about these things but he was usually closed of and wouldn't tell me what he was thinking. It was part of why I was so attracted to him- he was so dark and mysterious.

Suddenly, we got to the musuem.

We got out.

That mean witch, Clarissa was there with her slutty friends. "Hey Annie" she sneered viciously at me "Hey Percy" she seduced to him as he held my hand, sluttly stroking him along his rock-hard abs "You're too good for that ditch" she enthused to him, "you should date me instead."

He turned green "No way on heck" he cursed, clenching his hand harder around mine "I would never touch you." We went into the museum and went inside with Mrs. Dobbs.

"Why do you date me if you could hate Clarissa instead" I asked him, selfconsciously, as we walked. "I'm so ugly. She's so much more hot than me."

"What are you talking about, you're beautiful?" he said "and besides, she is a slut," Percy enamored, "and you are not".

We went inside.

"This is a statue" The tour guide was saying pointing at some boring statue thing. "This is a-SUDDENLY THERE WAS A CRASH-OH FUDGEKINS!" We realized Mrs. Dobson was turning into a giant disgusting creature. I screamed loudly, and Percy threw his rock-hard arms around me and pulled me protectively behind the statue. He held me there as Mrs. Dodds destroyed all our classmates. She ate them whole and devoured them sadistically, and we could do nothing but watch helplessly. Then suddenly Percy jumped to action, pulling a PEN from his pocket and, except suddenly it turned into a SWORD KNIFE THINGIE, and he stabbed Mrs. Dobson in the eye and. She died. There was a tremendously loud roar, so loud that it shook the heavens, and, the museum ceiling came crashing down around us as Percy held me there safe in his rock-hard arms.

Then I passed out.

Suddenly I woke up it was even darker outside and thundering. Teh blinding streaks of lightning were flashing across the inky black sky. It looked mysterious and dangerous.

"Hey babe" Said a voice handsomely.

I realized I was laying in a hospital bed with a hospital gown on, the gown was ugly but it was low cut to the middle of my thighs and it was fitted to my body, but not so much that I looked like a slut, so it wasnt that bad. Plus it was sparkly too. I love sparkly shit. Percy was sitting next to me on a chair mad from oak and pine, he hair was swept back across his forehead and he looked kind of like Jack falahee. He looked worried his forehead knotted with concern. He was holding my hand concernedly. "Are you okay Andromedo" He used my real name so I knew he was worried because nobody ever called me Andromeda. "You passed out there for a minute".

"Where are we" I groaned inquisitively.

"Well", He said.

"WHERE?"

Suddenly a guy came into the room. He looked like Adamn Levine, but like an older version, with hair that had gray in it and a manly stubble with gray. He was also in a wheelchair. "I'm Chiron" He said. "We're at camp halfBlood. And you are...a...HALFBLOOD."

My forehead wrinkled in confusion, it made me look ugly, I am always think I'm ugly but everyone tries to tell me otherwise. Theyre all fucking liars that's what. "Whats a halfBlood?" I asked confusionly.

"halfBloods are also known as demigods", said, Chiron, stroking his stubble jaw. "And demigods are the children of gods." He stroked his stubble forehead. "You my dear, are, a child of a god."

"NO", I bemoaned. "Gods aren't real. I'm an atheist." I was always an atheist I had. been raised that way. My mother was in a rock band that did lots of drugs all the time and worshipped satanism and my father was a science teacher so I had never believed in god. "And besides my parents are atheists to, therefore they can't be gods."

"No my, dear. Those arent your real parents."

I looked up at Percy who was standing there impassively with his arms crossed like a statue. "Percy this isn't true is it!?" I asked him with horror in my voice and sparkles of horror and disbelief in my blue diamond-like eyes. "Is it..." Horror dawning on my face I looked at him. I remembered his rock hard masculine body, as, he removed his weapon pen from his pocket and used it to slay Mrs. Dobbs "You knew this all along didnt you?" I whispered softly looking into his eyes. He wouldn't meet my eyes. But I could see the deceit in them.

"You dont understand," he murmured quietly ",I was trying to hel you,"

"BULLSHIT!" I yelled outrageously "YOU NEVER LOVED ME!"

I was going 2 run dramatically from the room but I was still stuck in my hospital bed, so Percy ran out dramatically instead. Then it was just me and Chiron "So prove it to me bitch" I roared at him upsetly, I was kind of being a bitch myself but it was understandable since everything else had happened and my life was so misfortunate and stuff.

He suddenly got out of his wheelchair. WELL FUCK. His body was a horse thingy from the waste down w/ shimmering chocolate brown fur and muscles that burned like liquid power, he began running around the room. He was actually kind of hot, (DON'T TELL ANYONE i SAID THAT!) and I started to fell a pull. I started to fell guilty b/c I didn't want to cheat on Percy or even have cheatish thoughts but then I realized Percy had been unfaithful by lying about my past. So it didn't fucking matter really. He came over to my bed and I pot a hand on his body and it was rock-hard and soft at the same time, rock-hard because of the muscles and soft because of the fur. I ran my manicured sparkly nails through the fur "Its real," I stammered quietly, realizing for once that it was actually real. I sensually touched him then Suddenly realized Pervy was standing in the doorway.

"DON'T FUCKING DARE TOUCH MY GIRLFRIEND!" he roared.

Percy put his hands on his hips and Charon put his hands on his horse hips and they both glared shmexily at each other.

I stared around dramatically. It was...a Russian stand-off!