Kailee walked over to the booth at the gate, where an African American woman with a mm-hmm expression and freakishly long, bright pink nails, was typing on her computer (well her nails were).
"Can I help you?" The woman said, but it sounded like she meant "Would you leave me alone?"
"Um, yeah. I'm here to see Jonah Weston."
She pressed a button and handed me a map and pointed vaguely to a spot.
"Thank you," Kailee squinted at the name-tag, "TiQuisha."
I HIT PAUSE.
TiQuisha: Is that my only part in that whole-
Me: Uh, yeah. Now beat it.
*TiQuisha stalks off*
Kailee: When are we gonna get to the part where I save Jonah?
Me: Shhh-
Jonah: *rolls his eyes* I'm perfectly capable of saving myself.
*Me scribbles notes on paper*
*Bang*
Jonah: OWWW! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?
Me: You do need Kailee. She saves your life. NOW BE GRATEFUL, YA DUMMY.
RESUMES STORY.
With some difficulty, Kailee finally found the house. It was a white house, with a winding path from the front door to the driveway.
As she started to walk down the path, she heard a deep, ear-wrenching roar. She drew her forearm-length celestial bronze knife with blue glowing Greek letters on the handle and burst into the house. Jonah was being chased up the wooden stairs by a hellhound. Kailee snarled and ran up right behind the hound, twirling her knife. The hound spun around in surprise and she stabbed it quick as she could, then grabbed Jonah and dragged him OUTTA THERE!
Jonah panted and put his hands on his knees, leaning over. "What was that?"
"A hellhound. You're a demigod."
"I had almost figured that out. Once saw one of those things on a cruise. Didn't tell anyone…they would've locked me in a rubber room."
Kailee looked at him and laughed. "Come on, you have to come to Camp."
"Thanks for saving me," he said quietly. She looked down, a curly strand of hair tucked behind her ear.
"I wouldn't have… y'know…lived." She fluttered her eyes up and he could barely stand it. He wanted to go hug her and tell her how much he really liked her.
"I couldn't let you die, Metal Head."
Then she spun around and held out her hand behind her. Jonah took it, and they ran off.