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Willow

'My brother is such a show-off,'

Willow thought as she sat in the stands, watching the new captain of the school's soccer team

practice with his teammates, also known as Willow's older brother, Jake. Today was the last day of

school for Willow and Jake, but her dad insisted on her waiting for him after school. "You're

taking forever!" Willow called out from the stands, Jake looked up and knocked into the goal post.

He regained his stance and glared up at Willow, who was smirking down at him. She took out

a small photo, a small, blonde haired girl and a tall, brown haired man stood behind her, smiling

brightly at the camera. The girl was holding a long, fishing pole, while the man held a giant rainbow

trout. Willow flipped the photo over and a sleek handwriting wrote down: Willow, 3 Leon, her dad

This was taken when she was 3...

Before she moved to New York, where she and her father lived in a lakehouse by a wide, open lake.

She loved living there, without all the cars and pollution, so... fresh. But then he got a big job,

for big money... Willow wouldn't say they were poor, but they were on the brim of having their house

destroyed. She loved living there, even if they were nearly poor. The second she stepped off that plane,

all the pollution and a bad smell of ... destruction, and she couldn't stand it. So she took her free time

trying to be around as much nature as possible, including tending to the school's gardens, which havn't

been this flourished since it was built.

"Alright, that's a wrap, we'll be facing up against Yancy next saturday. George, work on your defenses!"
Willow heard Jake shout over the bustling of his team. She got up and shoulder'ed her backpack, striding down

the stands to meet with her brother. Jake also shoulder'ed his backpack and fell into stride with her, Willow

opened the school door exit from the field, opening into a cold, empty hallway. They walked in silence,

they never really striked a conversation, but they never despised or hated either. Her dad met Jake's mom

while on the elevator, and accidently knocked her coffee out of her hand, so he invited her to dinner. They dated

for 5 months, and Lily (Her name) and Jake moved into our apartment. Soon after, Willow's father proposed to her

in front of us, of course, she said yes. Lily was always rude, and cruel to Willow, and she hated it, but she

stuck with it for her dad, but he knows she's going to snap soon. Willow never knew her real mother, but she's

always wanted to meet her, but her dad never talked about her, even if he could, Lily would snap at him

to be quiet, which easily enraged Willow, but he'd give her the 'Not-Now' look. When Willow asked Jake

how she was like when they were together, he said that she's always wanted attention from famous people,

and always snapped at people. He added that she always hunted for fathers with no wife, and a daughter or son, and

was never nice to any of them. Jake and Willow turned a corner, then went back into a normal walk.

They walked past a glass case holding volleyball trophies, all of them dating back until 1967. Willow

ojnly made one glance then shuffled past it, they also passed artwork and written storys from classrooms. One

of the teachers, Miss Lewlly, was taking them down. Willow and Jake turned left, but immediately ran into Mr. Arre,

their Latin teacher. He was immensively tall, dark, scruffy hair and beefy hands. He towered over Willow, while Jake

stepped aside, looking between each of us. "What do you say, Levelette?" He grumbled, glaring down at me.

"Maybe you're too stupid, or am I just being smart?" She grumbled, "I didn't know you were smart." He said

darkly, when Jake interrupted, we were in a dark aura, itching to kill each other. "O-okay, Willow, we better go-"
He stumbled, "Right." She said slyly, sneering at Mr. Arre, and stepping aside from him, and walking on.

When they were at the end of the hall, they heard the sound of clothing ripped, and they turned sharply around, to find

a large, hairy giant, wih his head crushed into the ceiling. He was wearing tough, weaving armour, and holding a giant

spear. His back was to us, Jake looked at Willow, and Willow stared at Jake. They bolted for the nearet exit, sprinting towards the right,

then the left, left again, then they saw the exit, with glass doors closed. Willow kicked the door open, gasping for breath.

They immediately bolted for the nearest hiding place when they heard the monsterous roar, jumped over a bush and tumbled behind it.

They hid behind the bush, peering our of it's leaves to the school entrance. "We speak of this to no one." Willow mumured to

Jake, still peering out of the leaves. "W-Willow... It's time we go to camp... if they're chasing us already..." He muttered

the last part, glancing at Willow.She looked quizzled at him, but shrugged. "Is there any others like these?" She asked,

glancing back at the door. After moments of silence, they finally crept out from behind the bushes, returning to the

sidewalk, but they each kept glancing behind them, and glancing at dark alleys. "... D.. Did Mr. Arre change into that .. thing?"
She murmured to Jake while glancing behind her. "I.. It's possible." He hushed back to her. They arrived at the lobby,

and pushed the door open. They nodded to the accounter, and passed through the metal detectors.

They climbed into the elevator, pressing the 15th floor and holding onto the perimeter railings as the small

room lurched up. They waited in silence and the levels lighted up... 13.. 14... 15...16. The eleator doors opened with

a loud ding. Willow and Jake walked to the last door on the right, and Willow took out her key-chain, inserted the key into

the keyhole and twisted it to the side, and immediately the door lurched open. They came into the kitchen, to the right of them

the dining room and the living room, while to the left was the hallway to the bedrooms and the bathroom, opposite of Jake's room.

"We need to leave, if they've already caught our scent we have togo to Camp Half-Blood, where we won't endanger our family.

As soon as you get into your room, pack up everythign we'll need to get there." He whispered to Willow as they passed through the

kitchen. They quietly crept into the hallway, Willow could hear the T.V. on and some laughter coming from the living room.

She arrived into her room and immediately emptyed her bag, stuffing in: extra clothes, a windable lantern, sleeping bag, a small

medkit, her toothbrush and hairbrush, and a bag of her favourite seeds. Willow glanced outside, since they got inside it started

to rain. Willow pulled on her white rain jacket, a scarf, and pulled her hair into a braid. She looked at her dresser, upon it

was a photo of her father, she swiftly took it and shuffled it into her pocket, reminding herself to send letters.

Willow met Jake in the middle of the hall, and nodded to each other. He gave her a note that said in a messy writing:

It's started.

They walked quietly through the hall, looking grimly at the front door that exits into the corridor. Jake stuffed out

a bag full of money, and she took out her wallet and placed her money in with his. Willow quietly took out a small bag, and

started stuffing in food. After they placed everything in their bag, they both placed down the note on the smooth counter.
"We'll head down to Long Island, if we split up for some unknown reason, we'll meet at Long Island, just on this hill. That's

the boundry that keeps 'em out." He whispered to Willow, who nodded. The moment they opened the door, they heard

a loud 'ahem' from the dining room. They spun around so fast, Willow's head hurt for a second. Standing there, just by the

entrance of the dining room and the kitchen was Lily, leaning on the wall with her arms crossed and a look of

absolute hatred at Willow and Jake. "Where do you think you're going?" She shouted, advancing on both of us, but we stood our

ground. Willow's father came into the room with a look of concern on his face, but when he saw Jake and her at the front door,

he went blankly pale. "Jake, Willow, up to your rooms. NOW." Lily screeched at both of them, but they stood there glaring at her.

"... T-. They have to go, Lily... If they don't-" Her dad started, but Lily snapped around and glared at him, and this triggered

Willow's anger towards her. Her step-mom turned around towards them again and nearly struck Willow with her hand, but Willow

blocked it with her own hand, then jerked it down and made her bend down onto her knees. Lily panted, glaring down at the floor.

"Never. Ever. Speak to my dad like that. AGAIN." Willow whispered into her ear, and she let go. Lily scrambled to her feet and hid

behind Willow's father, shouting, "You're both grounded! GROUNDED! Now get in your rooms and stay there!" She screeched, pointing at Willow,

but they both turned around and thundered out of the apartment, leaving their step-mom to scream around the house about kids

tha aren't even there.