My name is Samantha. See, I don't trust anyone. It keeps me safe. My time at Camp-Half-blood was nice, but I had to leave. Here's my story.
I was walking around my school, but no one was there. I started to call."Hello, Hello?" A form started to shimmer. It had green eyes and black hair. I realized it was a boy. He was wandering around the school. He turned. "Come on!" he called. We ran down an endless hallway. Then I woke up.
I got home and opened the garage. I went inside and started typing up a story on the computer. After an hour or so, the phone started to ring. It said 'Unknown Number'. I was curious so I picked up.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hi, I am Marcus." The person said.
"I'm Samantha" I responded.
"Where are your parents?" he asked. "They aren't available right now." I said calmly.
"Well, can you tell them you have to go?" He asked. "Why? I'm not supposed to leave with strangers." I said, getting a little suspicious.
"Umm… your friend wants to talk to you." He replied.
Hmm. "Hey, Sim!" My friend Juilia said.
"Jules!" I cried.
"Hi." She said.
"Hi." I repeated.
"Hi."
"Hi."
We repeated that until I heard yelling in the background. "Is that all you guys are going to do!"
We giggled then got to business. "So… what do you want?" I asked.
"You have to come to New York." She said.
"Why?" I asked.
"'Cause someone wants to see you." She said.
"Ok, who?"
"He says that you already know him." She commented. "You still need to come though." She said a bit angrily.
"OK, OK. I'm coming." I said and hung up. I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote a note to my parents,
Dear Mom and Dad,
Juilia has told me I need to go to New York so please don't worry too much. I think you already know why even if I don't.
I love you,
Sam
