And I Thought My Life Was Screwed Up Before
Chapter 2
"Nickie!" I whined.
"'Tani, I told you not to call me that!" Nick said.
"Then go with your friends! I'll be fine on my own. I'm not seven anymore," I said.
"You sure?"
"Absolutely positively sure, sure, sure," I said, grinning.
"Okay. See you after school," Nick left to go to his class.
"Hey 'Tani!" Katrina sneered.
"Don't call me that. Only my brother calls me that," I said.
I repositioned my bag on my shoulders and walked around her. I had almost gotten around her when she grabbed me by my backpack. She then unzipped it and all my books and papers fell out.
"What the heck? Why don't you just leave me alone!" I said.
I gather up my stuff and put it all away before walking away with it again.
"Where do you think you're going?" Katrina called from behind me.
"I'm going to class," I said.
"What baout this?"
I turned around. She was holding my neclace. One of the only things I had that reminded me of my father. I had found it in the sand at the beach one time. It was a pretty silver trident.
"Give it back, Katrina," I said.
"Or what?"
"Or I'll go tell the teachers."
I hated being a tattle-tale, but that neclace meant a lot to me, so I wanted it back.
"You wouldn't," Katrina said, narrowing her eyes.
"Watch me," I said, turning around.
I started towards the classroom again when I heard the little clanging of my neclace hitting the edge of the drain.
"Go fetch," Katrina smirked.
I walked over to the drain and picked up my neclace.
"I guess you're brother is nce enough to let you live with him. But when you're older older, just like you're dad, he'll forget about you like the little bastard you are."
I dropped my bag, turned, and lunged at her.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Break it up!" The teacher yelled, coming over.
Nick ran over, obviously his class hadn't gone on yet.
"Vitani, what happened?" He asked.
"She talked about dad! She... she called me a bastard!" I sobbed.
He just hugged me close to him.
I sat up, crying. I was in a car. There was a boy about my age, maybe slightly older, in the passenger seat, looking at me in concern.
"She's awake," He said to the driver.
Through the rearview mirror, the driver glanced at me and then went back on focusing on the road. The thing that shocked me the most was that the driver looked just like Nick.
"Nick?" I asked.
"Nope. Only Percy, and Nico," The driver said.
The boy in the passenger seat, Nico, had darkish brownish blackish hair. His eyes were dark, and somehow a little sad and angry at the same time. He wasn't angry at the moment, but I could tell he had been through a lot. Maybe like me. Percy, the driver, had jet black hair, like mine and Nick's, and sea-green eyes, like me and Nick's.
"Where am I?" I asked.
"In a car."
I rolled my eyes.
"I know that, thank you very much. What I meant was, where are we going?" I asked.
"Camp Half-Blood," Nico said.
"I want to go home."
"So you can just go and cut yourself some more? I don't think so," Nico muttered.
I narrowed my eyes. The car stopped at a red light.
"I have to go to the bathroom!" I declared.
"No you don't," Nico said, glancing back at me.
"How do you know tha-"
I froze mid sentance. There was something tapping on my window. I turned and screamed. The thing broke open the window, unlocked and opened the door with it's wing thingies, and grabbed my shoulder. I was soon hovering forty feet above New York city. I was still screaming. The thing started flying and the last thing I remember is hearing was:
"Welcome to C.C.'s Comfort Home."
Nico's Pov
"Dude, we just lost your freaking sister to a freaking fury! Where the heck did they go?" I asked.
"I think they went this way," Percy swerved into another lane.
"This is hopeless," I muttered under my breath.
"Shut up and read the map. Any kind of hospital or something nearby?" Percy asked.
"Uh, yeah. There's a C.C.'s Insane Asylum down that street," I said, pointing.
Percy turned on the street and was really quiet.
"Why are you nervous?"
"Me? I'm not nervous..." Percy said.
"Who's C.C.?" I asked.
"Someone who I thought was dead still. And gods, let me be right," Percy said.
We pulled up to the building. It looked like an old folk's retirement home.
"Okay, we need a plan. Somehow, go undercover," I said.
"Got it covered. I borrowed this from the Aphrodite cabin," He handed me a little vial full of purple-pink stuff.
I grabbed one and opened it. I brought it to my nose, sniffed, and recoiled.
"Oh, hell no! I am not drinking that!" I said.
"Do you want to leave Vitani in there?" Percy asked.
I sighed. We both put it over our mouth. The stuffwent into my mouth and I grimaced at the taste. I swallowed and gagged. I looked over at Percy. He looked different. Suddenly, Percy's hair changed to a lighter brown and his eyes turned a forest green.
"You look different," Percy commented.
I looked at one of the windows in the building. I looked exactly like Justin Bieber, except that I had blue eyes.
"No. Freaking. Way. Take it off! This face... it burns!" I yelled, running in circles.
"Seriously, shut up! Now, we need new names," Percy said.
"How 'bout Peter for you," I said, smirking.
"Yeah, and you can be Rico," He replied.
My smirk dissapeared.
"Fine. Now we need an excuse to get in," Percy said.
I thought for a minute, then grinnned. I took out a pixie-stick. I put the dust in my hand and put some in Percy's hand.
"Sniff it right in front of the doors and they'll see us," I said.
We both went and 'pretended' to hide. We started inhaling this crap when a lady came out and grabbed us by the back of our shirts.
"Boys, crack doesn't solve your problem. Come inside. We'll help you," She said.
She took us inside and into the main room. It was a living room. Everything was white though. The couches, the walls, even the clothes were all white.
"Now, we will have a monthly session with therapists. Don't worry, we have the best therapists in the world. You'll be good as new when we ship you off back into the world and discover the rest of your life! We eat over there, and the rooms are located over there, and there is a pool for people after their first moth here. Oh, and you'll both be stuck with a new greeting buddy. You're should be righ ove-"
"No! Leave me alone! Non of you can help me! Leave me alone!" Vitani's voice yelled.
Then, she screamed.
"Vitani!"
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