So all stuff goes to Rick Riordan. So, um, this is kind of me just really wanting Reyna to have someobody in her life like Percy and ANnabeth, Jason and Piper, and whatnot, and btw, I don't really follow ships. I know there's like some like Reyna and Nico, but this is kind of like my little idea. Like it or not it's whatevs. Just my mind being like, dude, this can work for me. Of course it's alternate universe, and and there's supernatural things going on, cause that's what I like to write about. The pairing may be odd for you guys, but it's my idea, so it doesn't have to be yours. Btw this is girlxgirl, because I haven't done one like this in awhile. The last thing I did was a flop :P so yeah. Um...leave a comment or something, but no hate. Also, I'm not an english major or anything, and I'm not a great writer either, so just bear with it and all my grammatical errors :) Thanks guys!
Rachel's POV:
"Bye, mom," I say, getting out of the car, waving to her as she drives away. She blows me a kiss and then she's off in that death trap of a car. But, really not much that can be done about that stupid thing at the moment. Currently, I'm broke, and she's broke. We're all just broke. It's kind of ironic to me, how I go to the most prestigious high school in the country, and I couldn't ever afford to go here. Scholarships man; thank the lord!
I walk up to the entrance of the building and grab a schedule. This place is really damn fancy. The floors are oak, the lockers look like they're made of steel, and everything is so expensive looking I'm afraid to touch it. The locks on the lockers have key pads! Like, what? I look at the other people who are messing around in the halls before the first class. They give me a cursory glance before deciding I'm not worth their time, and that's kinda how I like it. I mean, they have vineyard vine, and I have jeans and shirts from thrift shops. They're like Hollister and whatnot, and I'm pretty sure the shirt I'm wearing is from the Salvation Army. But who cares, I'm just a nobody anyway!
Wow, ok that was low, even for me. I'm sure I can meet at least one person who I may or may not talk to. I look at the lockers to see my wavy red hair and glasses that are perched on my face. There's a piece of tape between, on the arch where it rests on my nose. Somebody at my old school decided it was funny to snap them in half right before a test. I still aced it, but it was difficult, and scotch tape seemed like the best quick fix. I huff out as I wander the halls aimlessly trying to find the office. I turn a corner, and low and behold, the office. The sign is even fancy for it too. I quickly scoot through a crowd of people who are chatting about some sort of gossip, ugh not interested.
"Um excuse me," I say to the lady behind the desk. she looks up and gives a warm smile. Nice to know some people are nice here.
"Yes dear, what can I do for you?" she asks.
"Um...I'm the new transfer student, Rachel Dare..." I tell her. Her face shows recognition, and she quickly dives beneath her desk before pulling out a folder with my name on it.
"Here sweetie. You have your schedule, locker number, and your books should already be in the locker," she says. I nod and smile.
"Thanks," I tell her.
"Remember, don't let anybody see the code," she says as I walk out the door. I smile and nod my head back before making my way to my locker, located...ah there. I spot it, and it's just like all the rest. It's stainless steel with a key pad on it. I quickly glance at my code, punching in the numbers before anybody can see, though I don't think anybody sees me at all. I push my glasses up once more and shove my papers in, except for the one with the code. I need that, cause I know I'll forget or something silly.
I grab out what I need for first and second periods, which are higher level English and Sciences. I start walking between people, accidentally stumbling over a person, who told me to watch it, after scuffing his sperries or something. What a lousy group of people. I wander around for what seems like ages, when I spot somebody who looks like they're semi approachable. I look at the varsity Letterman jacket that they have on. The school colors are royal blue and white. The jacket looks good on him.
I approach the guy and tap lightly on their shoulder. Oh jeez I did not know they were that tall. What surprises me more is that I thought it was a guy! No, she's definitely a girl, and fucking hot! Oh God...shut it brain! She has dark, nearly black hair, high cheek bones, tan skin, and a very athletic body, but she could still probably model. I look like a peasant compared to her, basically.
"Uh...can I help you...?" she asks, shocking me out of my daze. Oh crap I was totally staring at her!
"Y-yeah...u-um do you know w-where uh English higher level is?" I ask her. She looks at my sheet and smiles before handing it back to me.
"Yeah, I do, it's down that hall," she points to her right, "and then it's the furthest door on the left," she says. Wow her voice is like silk, and those eyes. They captivate me...uh...shit. Move on Rachel, don't embarrass yourself anymore!
I quickly thank her and hustle towards English. I just made a complete fool of myself and it's not even first period yet. Awesome! I lay my head on the desk, and then the bell rings, as people file into class. I hear bang on my desk and I look up to see a buy, with flaming blonde hair, blue eyes, and a rather lanky figure.
"C-can I h-help you?" I ask him.
"You're in my seat," he says in a sort of annoying voice. He sounds like a know-it-all. I get up and he grunts under his breath, muttering something about new students. Yeah, he's a jerk. I go to find another seat, when I feel a foot trip me, and then next thing I know I'm falling face first into somebody. I expect them to topple over as well yet they don't, but my glasses are pushed half-way up my forehead and I feel a pair of rather strong arms around me that makes me all tingly inside. I look at the familiar blue of the jacket, and then up to the person's face.
"Well, if we didn't get to introduce ourselves earlier, we do now," she says chuckling. I'm still trapped her arms, but I quickly escape, brushing myself off, saying a quick sorry and gathering my books. I reach over to get the last one, but I'm beat to it when I see the book being handed to me, and I'm staring back the obsidian eyes that capture me.
I don't even register what she's saying because I'm just staring at her eyes.
"S-sorry, w-what did you s-say?" I ask her. She chuckles.
"I'm Reyna, Reyna Ramirez," she says. She holds out her hand, and I shake it, hesitantly. "And you are?" she asks raising her eyebrows.
"Nobody important," scoffs the blonde boy who I'm assuming tripped me by the smug look on his face.
"Octavian, I think you should apologize," she says. What? What the hell is asking gonna do? I look at her again, and her gaze is like lasers, glaring at Octavian. She kinda looks like a wolf, with those eyes penetrating into his like soul. He pales, and quickly mutters an apology, then ignores me and Reyna.
"Here's your book back," she says, giving me back my textbook.
"Thanks," I mumble. I get up and try to walk, but she stops me by getting in front. I look up a bit, because she is a little taller than me. She's like a solid couple of inches taller, probably more, yeah a lot more.
"What's your name?" she asks.
"Oh, R-Rachel Dare" I say, tucking a piece of stray hair behind my ear before scooting past her. I'm lucky I did, because by then, several jocks flooded over to her, giving her pats on the back, and she was quickly sucked into the rather intense conversation about football. I decided to read, and took out my book, about Art, in the 1960s. It was a rather revolutionary time for art, and this book is really interesting. About halfway through I page, I look up, feeling like I'm being watched. I scan the room, seeing the students, then the group of jocks and populars conversing, but my eyes fall on a specific pair, who look back intensely. I feel my cheeks heat up and she smirks in return, sending me a wink that has my stomach doing flips.
It's the first day! You can't already have a crush yet! No, it's just like the last school. I transferred because of bullying, and it started with a crush, on a girl. I admitted my feelings, she blabbed to the entire school, and from then on everything got bad, from notes in lockers, to being shoved into them, to physical things...I still have a good bruise in the stomach. We transferred as soon as possible, and when my test scores came back with flying colors, I was immediately enrolled here. I smile at the fact that I'm away from them. But I frown at the memories.
They were cruel, and it hurt, a lot. Sometimes it was too much. Sometimes I didn't want to go on. But, I got help, and it became a little more bearable. But things got a lot better when I found out I was accepted here, and the principal even gave his regrets and apologies, and to give me something for all the years of torment, recommended me for all higher level. It's pretty cool, I have to say.
Just then, the teacher comes in. I glance at the clock, noticing he's five minutes late, and looks rather hung over. He's wearing a purple Hawaiian button up shirt, and shorts. Odd, but whatever. He puts his briefcase on the desk and takes out a few papers, before looking around the room. His eyes fall on me, and he get s a creepy smile on his face.
"Class, we have a new student. I want you to make her feel welcome, and I would like her to introduce herself, please," he gestures towards me, though I just want to sink down in my chair. It's kinda bad transferring about a month or two into the school year.
Reluctantly, I stand up and walk to the front shaking a little with each step.
"U-um h-hi...my name's Rachel Dare. I uh, j-just transferred h-here, and I really hope to have a g-great year," I say stuttering. I hear some wolf whistles and some come on sit over heres, and it honestly makes me sick that I'd want to do anything with those people. It's kind of obnoxious, really.
I head back over to my seat, and feel like I'm being stared at once again. I take a chance, and look to see Reyna, looking at me once more with a slight smirk. I blush and hide under my hair. This going to be such a long year.
XXXXX
Finally, lunch time rolls around, and I'm rather eager to find the library in this place. The library at my old school was ok, but this is supposed to be the most prestigious school in the country, so the library, I'm hoping at least, will be spectacular. And, I'm right. I find it. Two very big looking oak doors and a large sign with the word Library in big letters in what look like gold, though I know it's not. This place may be fancy, but gold for a sign? Nah, that's just decadent.
I enter, pushing the solid doors in, and it looks like something out of Harry Potter. The library is basically like the library in Harry Potter, with a soft glow in the lights, many many many shelves with books upon books, and then there are a couple rooms with i pads, computers, and other technology. There is also a game room apparently off to the side, but nobody's in there. Actually, nobody's in here at all really. I find a nice cozy tannish brown leather couch, in front of a fireplace that's burning a little, even though it's not really that cold out, and get comfy, pulling out my book and PB&J.
I get so lost in the reading, that I don't hear anybody come in.
"BOO!" I yell and jump off the couch ready to run, just like at my old school. That is, until I hear a rather melodic voice. I huff out as she laughs at my apparent freak out.
"Oh God you were like AAAAAHHH!" She holds up her hands and mimics my face when I screamed. I stick my tongue out at her and sit back down on the couch, grabbing my book once more. I'm about to start reading again when I feel a slight dip in the couch, and look over to see Reyna sitting next to me. She's just looking at me...and for a second...I thought I saw her eyes were purple? Uh...nah, must be lack of sleep, which I haven't really gotten a good night's rest since the beginning of high school, and now I'm a junior.
"Whatcha reading?" she asks, looking back at me, with her normal obsidian colored eyes.
"A-Art of the 60''s," I tell her.
"You like art?" she asks raising her eyebrows. I shrug my shoulders. Anything to get my mind off of some things. I mentally shudder and push those thoughts away.
"Um, I just l-like reading in general, b-but yeah, I like art," I say. She nods, deep in thought. It's quiet for a while, but it's not awkward like I thought it would be honestly.
"So...you p-play football?" I ask her. She smiles at that, and I know I hit a good spot.
"Yeah. I'm quarterback. It took awhile to get there though. Honestly, it was tough, climbing the ladder, but I've been it since sophomore year, so yeah," she says nodding and still smiling. Whoa, her smile is amazing. I look at the way the soft glow of the library hits her outline of her body, making her basically look like an angel. Why is she talking to me again? I really don't know actually. I'm pretty sure I'm lower than the bottom of the food chain here...
"That's cool," I say, but then the bell rings. I gather up my things and make my way to the door, glancing behind me to see Reyna coming up behind me. Of course being the rather clumsy person I am I hit a shelf.
"Oomph," I the books fall, but I'm still in one piece. "Stupid shelf," I mumble, hearing some giggles behind me. I push my glasses back up and look at the shelf I just bumped into. Romantic novels...of course.
"You ok?" asks Reyna coming up from behind me, handing me my books.
"Y-yeah..." I say, quickly taking my things. I don't want to be late for the rest of the classes so I give a little wave to her, then exit out of the door.
After however, I don't know what direction I'm going and have to ask a guy for directions. The boy is wearing an orange t-shirt and has black shaggy hair and green eyes. He looks cute, but I'd never be interested.
"U-um do you know how to get t-to this c-class?" I ask the rather tall boy. He smiles at me and then gives me the directions.
"Hey Seaweed brain!" I hear somebody scream from behind him. I turn to look in the direction, and see a blonde haired girl with really stunning grey eyes. Is every person in this school like a god or goddess or something?
"Hey wise girl!" he shouts back.
"Who's this?" she asks, looking at me.
"My name's R-Rachel," I say extending my hand. They reach out to shake and we all go our separate ways. I look back to see the two Eskimo kissing. Hm, they're a cute couple. I see them look at each other and the girl's eyes look nearly black, a dark red. I shake my head and tun to the boy, who also seems to have that. I shut my eyes, and open them again, and they're both gone!
Suddenly I'm pushed into a locker.
I look to see my attacker, but I feel a harsh, quick slap across the cheek. That's going to leave a mark. I reach up to rub it, and the tears start to sting my eyes. I feel another hit to the stomach before I collapse on the ground.
"That's for embarrassing me," comes a nasally voice. Octavian. "Don't tell, or you'll get it," he says before I see his blurry form turn a corner in the hallway.
I quickly hustle to my neck class, and find a seat near the back, burying my head in my arms. I'm sure I have a five star on my face. How am I gonna explain that to mom? I hear somebody sit in the seat next to me, and turn my head away, hoping my hair covers up my face. I quickly peek an eye open looking around the class room, spotting an a very muscular Asian boy with a caramel skin colored girl with frizzy hair, both gazing at each other. I also happen to see the black haired boy and the blonde. they also seem to be caught up in a moment, yet again. I sigh, wishing I could find somebody, however my love life has been far from it.
I see the black haired boy lock eyes with me, and I'm positive he sees my five star. I quickly look away, only to see him look intensely at the seat next to me. I then hear Octavian stroll through the door with a group of people. Oh great he's in here too. It's the first day and I already have an enemy.
"Hey, you ok?" comes a voice. It's silky yet husky at the same time, and of course it's her! When is it not?
"I'm fine!" I say two octaves higher than I really talk. It's how my mom knows I'm lying. I start out with voice squeaks, then fidgeting...oh no, stop fidgeting with the shirt. I quickly lay my hands back down, but not before she notices. I steal a glance, and she looks very focused on me.
"No,you're not. What's that on your cheek," she nearly growls out. Oh man I thought it was covered. Well I mean it's no use really. I turn to face her, and her expression turns from focus to anger to worried. I got this a lot at my old school. It still hurts, but I'm kind of numb to it by now.
"It's fine, really. I'll be ok, just ran into a wall," I say the last part trying to keep my voice the same.
"Yeah, a locker has hands that magically come out and slap people across the face," she snorts. She looks furious. "Who slapped you?" she asks. My mind quickly goes back to the little conversation with Octavian, so I have no choice but to lie about it.
"I didn't get a good look," I tell her, which is true. I identified him by his stupid voice.
"Tell me if it ever happens again," she says, draping her arm across the back of my chair. Her arm lightly brushes against my back, causing the tingles to come back. I look back up and she's smiling, as if what she did accomplished something. I let out a shaky laugh before the teacher comes in. He's in a wheel chair, but it doesn't seem to phase him. Then, he hops out! What?!
"Hello class! sorry I'm late," he bellows out. His eyes scan the class, till he lands on me.
"Oh, hello. You must be Miss Dare yes?" he asks. I nod my head. He smiles. Thank God he didn't ask me to stand and introduce myself. He looks around the class again before he slightly nods his head at..Reyna...I think. I see her nod back, then he proceeds with the lesson. That's a little odd right?
Well, the rest of the day went by smoothly, and I'm actually glad that I came here. I have all my classes with Reyna, and she's a really cool person. She walked me from class to class after math. I've noticed that she'd glare at people who walked too close or who accidentally pushed me a little with their back pack. We walk out of the school. I have to walk home, but it's not that far, just that my mom doesn't get off work in time. But it's ok. I have to get home to go back out to work anyway.
"Hey, need a ride?" asks Reyna nudging my shoulder.
"O-Oh n-no it's ok. I d-don't want to be a b-bother," I tell her. She laughs and it's just like music.
"I offered, so it's not a bother," she says. I smile a little. "Plus, you'd never be a bother to me," she says, seriously. She looks back at me, and I get sucked into her world. That gaze, and her eyes. They're so mesmerizing.
"Ok," I say, and we walk off into the parking lot. I see all the fancy cars. There is a a Ferrari, a Lamborghini, and many others. I walk with Reyna, her leading the way, but she keeps checking to make sure I didn't suddenly vanish into thin air. I smile at the thought of her being so protective, though maybe she's just naturally like that.
I'm about to take a step when a car backs up nearly hitting me if Reyna hadn't pushed me out of the way with her. She quickly checks me then stalks off to the car. I see her knock on the window, then a lot of whisper yelling. The car goes back in, and she comes back looking no worse for wear.
"Sorry about that. Teenagers, right?" she says sarcastically. I nod my head and we walk together this time.
We take a turn, and I see a 1963 Chevy Impala, white with a red pinstripe down the center. Whoa, what car. I see a group of people standing near the back.
"Hey guys," says Reyna waving at them. They give her a smile and a nod and then turn to me. Oh jeez they're all like freaking hot! I see a blonde haired boy with a light scar on his upper lip, a girl with feathers entwined in her partially braided hair. She has olive skin, and looks really hot. But not as good as Reyna...whoa brain hold up! I also see the nice guy and girl who gave me directions. They smile at me, and I also see the Asian guy and the girl with frizzy hair. They look like a cute couple.
"Hey Reyna!" says the blonde haired boy.
"Guys, I'd like you to meet Rachel," she says looking down at me. I look back up at her, and it seems like we are having a rather intense staring contest till the girl with blonde hair clears her throat.
"Reyna, aren't you gonna introduce us?" she asks. Reyna snaps out of it, and looks at me with a sheepish smile.
"Oh yeah, ok so that's Jason, Piper, Annabeth, Percy, Frank, and Hazel. There are more, but they're not here right now," she says. I quickly scan their faces once more, feeling good to be able to put a name to each person.
"Yeah, they're working out," says Percy.
"Ok, well make sure they make it home in time," says Reyna giving Percy and Jason a look. They both nod fervently. "Right now I have to take Rachel home, so I'll meet up with you guys ok," she says. They all nod, before we hop in the car, and they saunter off to their own very fancy cars.
The car ride isn't really filled with a lot of talking, but it's fine because it's really not that awkward. It's a comfortable silence. The only times it's broken is when I have to give Reyna directions. We make it to my house, and it's kind of far away from school, but not too far. It's alright.
"T-thanks for the ride," I say, unbuckling my seat belt. She says welcome, but then she gets out too, coming to my side to open the door. Aw that's sweet! I smile and thank her, as she grabs my stuff with her. She starts walking, and I can't help but smile.
"Last time I checked this was my house," I say. She smirks in return.
"Well the walk from your car to your door can be very treacherous," she says still smirking. I shake my head and make my way onto the porch.
"So...thanks," I say, taking my books from her. She looks reluctant to leave.
"Um, y-yeah. Hey look you need a ride to school, I'd be happy to take you," she says, all of a sudden looking insecure. Wow from confident to nervous in like two seconds. I smile though.
"That sounds nice," I say. She smiles and walks back down the porch saying bye till I actually shut my door. I slide down and smile. I think this year is gonna be pretty great.
End of Chapter 1