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Alex's POV

I was having a very good day, that Friday. I answered Ms. Jenson's question correct so I got a lollipop.

We got to tell what our parents do. My dad, Percy Jackson is a marine biologist and my mom, Annabeth Jackson, is an architect. My grandparents are Athena and Poseidon (Yes they told me about them being demigods).

I sat with my friends on the bus ride home from 1st grade. "Alex, what are you doing today?" my friend, Zoe, asked.

"I'm going to the beach with my dad like I do every Friday," I replied. My dad came home every Friday early to take me to the beach. Even if it meant he had to miss a meeting or important call, he came no matter what.

The bus stopped and I jumped up. "My stop!" I said.

My friends nodded and said bye. I got off the bus and ran home; Daddy said we would be doing something special today.

I slowed to a walk once I got to the driveway. I was so excited, that I didn't notice that my dad's car wasn't there.

I opened the door and walked in; it was quiet. Usually my dad would be watching TV waiting for me. All I heard was someone crying. I walked into the kitchen and saw my mom crying at the table. With no Daddy comforting her. It was strange too because my mom never cries; never.

"Mommy? What's wrong?" My mom looked up and instantly wiped her tears away but they were still in her eyes.

"Mommy, where's Daddy? Why isn't he home yet to comfort you?" I asked, walking over to her.

She replied with an action; she put her arms around me pulled me Ito her lap. What she said next changed my life.

"Honey, Daddy's not coming home."

Alex POV
(10 years later)

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Ugh, I did not want to go to high school. It's like prison. Yeah sure I might be smart and everything but I still hated it. With ADHD and dyslexia, it can really get anonnying.

"Alex! Get up!" my mom, Annabeth Jackson, yelled. I groaned and sat up.

I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower, letting the cool water hit me. I love water, thanks to my grandfather, Poseidon.

I got out and put on a yellow tank-top with a green button-up shirt over, jeans and my Reeboks.

I ran downstairs and saw my mom making pancakes. I grabbed some pancakes and
ate them quickly.

My 10 year-old brother, Tony, was in the family-room, watching TV. Tony was very interesting. He was really smart, but he hid (SP?) it and acted dumb. He had blond hair and green eyes, unlike my Black hair and grey eyes. He was pretty tall for his age and was a lot bigger musclure wise. Mom always had us running and weigh-lifting with her, I don't know why.

"Alex, hurry up. Your going to be late!" mom said. I nodded and went to the
bathroom to brush my teeth.

On the way, I saw photos of my mom and dad and me when is was little. My little memory of my dad was quickly disappearing. The only thing I had left to remember was photos and there are not many of those left, either.

I brushed my teeth and went back into the kitchen to see my mom staring at a photo of her and dad after there wedding.

She did this often because my mom's friend, Thalia, just found the monster that we think killed my dad. We still have never found his body, I don't want too. It would just overwhelm my mom too much.

"Mom, c'mon. I you have to take me to school," I said softly. My mom snapped out of the memories, whiped her eyes and nodded.

"Let's go."

Once in the car, I stared thinking about the very little memories I had left of my dad. All I remember is his intense green eyes, messy black hair, and a goofy smile.

"Mom, what was dad like?" I asked.

Mom sighed, "Alex, your father was an amazing man. He would do anything to save a friend, even if that meant the world. He was an outstanding swordsman. He was funny, caring, carefree, and loyal. He saved the freaking world twice. Everybody loved your father."

I let that sink in. I knew my father saved the world. I knew all of his adventures. But as an overall person, I can't remember.

"OK, we're here," my mom said, snapping me back into reality. I looked up to the living Hades; high school.

I sighed. "OK, bye mom."

I sat there for a second. I never liked leaving my mom along in a state like this; exactly last year she got into a car accident after dropping me off at school.

'Mom's a daughter of Athena, she will be fine,' I thought.