*Leo smiles*
*Jason screams and runs away*
"I'm going to take that as a no…"
Author's Note (iSopokey): Hey guys! Haven't updated in a while, I'm very sorry about that. I don't really know what's the reason, so I'm not going to make up any excuses. Anyway, here it is!
Q's time!
Q: Are you excited about the Norse Mythology series?
A: To be honest, just as long as Riordan keeps Percy the best of the best :D
Q: Do you like Burger King?
A: Haven't really gone there in a long while…
Q: Who's your godly parent?
A: Apollo, totally.
Enjoy!
Chapter II
Percy
I looked at my mom, who was grinning proudly, "Know who could that be?" She asked. I thought really hard, and only one person came in my mind, I rushed to the door, yanked it open, and hugged, "Anna-" Only to find myself hugging the mailman, Jake, "Uh…" I pulled away quickly, and mentally face palmed.
"I missed you too?" He said, but sounded more like a question. I sighed, "Sorry I thought you were someone else..." He nodded, and then grinned, "I get that all the time, here, can you sign this please?"
I looked at the box, and found a car piece. Paul was probably fixing the car I had broken years ago. I took the box, and signed the paper. I apologized and closed the door. "What was that all about?" I asked, even though I already made a fool out of myself, "Oh, nothing…"
I looked at the box, and back at Paul, who stood up and grabbed the box from me. "Oh, this? It's just a part for your broken car, I think I could fix it." I knew something was up, but decided to drop it.
"Uh, I don't need a car though…" Paul smiled, maybe because it was going to be the first time he beat me in an argument, and the only one who held the record for doing so, was Annabeth. "Then how are you going to go to school?" I grinned, "Blackjack."
He looked at me awkwardly, "My Pegasus." My mom shook her head, "Percy, you're not riding a Pegasus to school." I gave her my puppy eyes, "Please?" She shook her head, "No."
"But-" She shook her head once again, "But nothing, and this year, I want you to be perfect." I scoffed, "Seriously?" She nodded, "And there will be someone who is going to help you with that." I arched my eyebrow, "I save the world, come back from a war, and all I get is a tutor?"
She grinned again, "What?" She stood up and stretched, "Nothing…" She walked into her bedroom and yawned, "Goodnight." Paul gave me a week shrug, and walked into the bedroom, "She's tired."
I sighed, there was nothing to do, so I walked into my bedroom, and opened the window. I watered the flower Calypso gave me when I had to leave the island. I let out another sigh, and decided that it was time for this city boy, to get some fast food. I wrote a note, grabbed a wallet, and walked out the door.
Immediately after walking out of the apartment, I bumped into Nico. "Nico?" He smiled smugly, "What are you doing here?" He shook his head, "That's a nice way to say hello."
I punched his arm, "I don't do sarcasm, but that didn't answer my question." He grinned, "Fast food. The best is in New York however." I couldn't help but smile. I held up the wallet, "Come with?" He nodded, and we started walking. "So…" I started, "So?" He asked." "Umm… Where are you staying at?"
He scratched his chin, and thought for a moment. "To be honest, I'm not sure, I was guessing I could reserve a hotel room for a week or two, and then head back to camp, it depends."
I nodded, "Depends on what?" Before you say anything about how this conversation is leading nowhere, I want to tell you that this conversation is leading nowhere. He scoffed, "I don't even have a cabin at camp!" Yea, I wonder why, but instead, I said, "Oh."
About a half hour of countless subjects that lead nowhere what so ever, we stopped in front of McDonald's. "Awesome, foods on you." I sighed, "Fine." We went in, and I was surprised.
At the left corner at the end of the room, I could have sworn I saw Annabeth. There was a snuggled up blond holding a Guide to Architecture book, and had a Yankees cap on. Nico's eyes widened, grabbed my arm, and pulled me out. "Dude!" But he cut me off, "I, uh… Smell monsters, yea, monsters!"
I crossed my arms, "Why did you pull me out?" He looked like he was going to panic, "Umm… Burger King!" I frowned, "But-" He shoved a drachma in my mouth, and then said, "Burger King!"
A couple hours later, I walked back to my apartment. Realizing it was eight, I decided that I should sleep because the next day is school. I was relieved, finally I would get to see my mortal friends. What? Don't give me that look, there Goode friends! Get it, Goode, as in- ah, whatever.
I threw off my clothes, took a shower, threw on my other clothes, threw off my blankets, sat on my bed, threw on my blankets, and went to sleep.
Author's Note (iSopokey): I say what hoe good lad, how is the reading working out for you guys? Listen, again, I'm sorry, but I got no excuses, so yea… Sorry about the whole "Goode" joke, I found it very appropriate at the moment. Any questions, just review. (Like, review the question.)
Interesting fact of the day:
The idea of chicken nuggets originated from turkey. (The bird turkey, not the country Turkey.)
