Searching for an Atlas
Chapter One
Jason was glad that he was going to camp because he didn't want to be with his parents. He had been caught doing donuts in the school parking lot in his teacher's car. That was when his parents were called in for a chat. His principle, Mr. Adams, was going to expel him! But his mother convinced him it was a bad idea, especially since it was three days until the 8th grade graduation. The 8th grade dance was on the night before the graduation and he already had a date. And if he was expelled, he wouldn't be allowed to go.
His date's name was Allie White. She was probably the cutest 14 year-old girl he had ever seen. She had long, blonde hair and stunning, green eyes. She always had mascara and lipstick on. She was three months older than Jason, her birthday was May 12, and his birthday was August 14.
All he got for a punishment was a two hour detention and grounded when he got home from the detention.
"No T.V., video games or movies. You need to think about what you did. First you steal Ms. Otcela's (pronounced: Oh-sell-a) car then to make it worse, you wear down her new tires by doing donuts!" his mother, Piper McLean, blared.
"Piper, you stole a BMW when you were fifteen," his dad, Jason Grace, insisted. "Plus, he has ADHD. Don't be so hard on him!"
"So do us Jason and we have controlled it by going to camp."
"At the end of the week, he'll be going too. I just hope that he doesn't get a quest his first day there like us."
What is so great about that camp? Jason thought. It can't be that good.
The rest of the ride home was boring. He just sat in the back seat of the SUV reading a book for his final history project due the next day. The project was about Greek Mythology and the family of the gods. He was almost finished. He had learned some disturbing facts like how Zeus had kids with two of three of his sister, Hera and Demeter. And Perseus was he half-bother and great-grandfather of Heracles. Or how when Hephaestus was born, his mother, Hera thought he was so ugly, she threw him off of Mount Olympus! He had been falling for a whole day!
They pulled into the driveway. It was a big house for three people. It was painted white and had a beautiful oak door. Jason grabbed his bags and went in the house. He headed up the stairs to his room. He opened the door, walked in, shut the door and threw his stuff on his bed. He walked to his desk and pulled out the chair.
He was mad at Ms. Otcela for giving a lame assignment. His friend, Cameron Wilde, got a project on the First Olympian War and how the titan's were defeated by the gods, and the gods were only kids. Kronos was the King of the Titans but got defeated and cut up into a million peices by his youngest child, Zeus, God of Lightning, Lord of the Sky and King of the Gods. And all Jason got was to do the family tree of the gods. It would be nearly impossible to fit all of Zeus' kids. He had at least one-hundred. Then there was his uncle, Oceanus, who had three-thousand daughters! And it was due tommorow. It was almost done though, all he had left to do was finish with the kids Poseidon had with his grandma, Gaia.