Hey, guys, as you might probably know my exams are going on right now; in fact, today was my last paper. I'm so happy! But the thing is, while studying I got tons of inspiration for tons of stories. Sorry for neglecting the famous stories of mine, but I just have to write and post them. So, here it is: 'The Gift of the Magi'. It is set after the Giant War. I have given a summary below, but if you want the proper summary, type 'the gift of the magi o'henry summary' on Google.

Summary of the story: This story is about a young man and woman, Jim and Della. They were very poor, but they loved each other dearly. They both had one treasured possession each; Della's long brown hair which fell to almost her knees and Jim's gold watch. On Christmas, Della has only two dollars, so she sells her hair and gets twenty dollars. She spends twenty one dollars buying a platinum fob chain for Jim's watch. When she returns back home, she tries to fix her hair using curling irons. It makes her look like a naughty schoolboy. When Jim comes home, he's surprised to see Della like that, because he had brought a set of combs which went beautifully with her brown hair. He got the money by selling his gold watch. Jim tells Della to put their gifts away for the time as they are of no use to them. The story ends with O'Henry saying that people who give and receive gifts like the above ones, are the wisest of our generation; the Magi.

Paul's POV

I sighed and looked at the time; one hour of the three hour exam left. I really pity these poor kids; they have to sit through three hours of a written examination, while back in my day, we had only two hours. The studying system had definitely become harsher.

I glanced at my stepson Percy's paper as I walked past. I saw that he had finished most of his paper. He looked to be puzzling about the last question I had set. It was: Write an essay on why Jim and Della were called the wisest, the Magi, in the story 'The Gift of the Magi'.

He looked at me with a questioning look on his face. I just smiled and walked back to the front.

The poor boy bore so many hardships during his Sophomore Year. He had been missing since the winter, and when Sally and I found out that he had been kidnapped by his aunt, Lady Hera, the Queen of Heaven, most probably not returning until the end of Sophomore year (informed by Percy's distraught girlfriend, Annabeth, via an Iris-Message), we were forced to have Chiron to use the Mist on the school-officials so that Percy could keep his spot in the school. They were under the impression that his aunt had taken him on a world tour because he had been overworking. He woke up when Sophomore Year was drawing to an end, and fought for his life in a battle against the Giants in Greece and Rome while I was stuck here in USA, New York City, teaching children about the first Giant War in order to make them understand about Greece, which we would study in Junior Year. Lovely, eh?

He had been thrown into hell, Tartarus, spent three days too many in there with Annabeth, then almost lose his girlfriend and some of his crew-mates. This made him realize that he should enjoy life while he could, and that he should tell people he loved them how many ever times he needed to.

Since then, he went to Camp every weekend, told Sally he loved her whenever she did something nice for him, and told Annabeth he loved her every time he saw her.

Tartarus had not just affected him emotionally; he had been affected physically too. His left foot and right arm had been shattered; Apollo had to pick the pieces of his bones and fix them manually. He had several scars on his face which had been deep cuts when he just exited Tartarus. He had a huge horizontal gash on his chest and a vertical one on his back which still hurt, even a year after they had been inflicted, whenever touched. Sally used to send him to take a bath everyday three times. It helped and healed him faster. Now they have been reduced to once a day.

His eyes, which used to be so happy and sparkly, had become serious when he returned. They had only just started gaining some of their shine back.

Another side-effect: He could not survive without seeing Annabeth at least once a day. She had shifted in their house, so they could see each other all the time, seeing as Annabeth suffered the same fate. She did not study in the same school; she claimed that Percy didn't let her study.

Paul broke out of his thoughts to look at Percy, who was handing him his paper. Hm, this was one paper that I would enjoy correcting, despite the large amount of spelling mistakes which would no doubt be made.

So, the first chapter for 'The Gift of the Magi' is over! The third part is written (it's the essay), so the moment I finish writing the second, I'll post the last two parts. See you later!

Yours truly,

Stella