Life After the War: Chap 2

A Hoh Story

Warning:IMPORTANT A/N AT THE BOTTOM!

Bob:

I'm new here to Goode High. I've heard a lot about the legends, what-ifs, and mystery's. Apparently, the biggest mystery was about Percy Jackson, some legendary character, and how he randomly disappeared off the face of the planet. Nobody knew where he was, not even Mr. Blofis, his step-dad.

I was just walking out of the office when I saw a group of six high schoolers walking toward the office. I quickly stepped out of their way, but I don't think that they noticed me. They looked like nothing could separate them. Nothing. They walked in a tight pack.

Maybe they were new as well? I thought to myself. I just looked down at my papers and looked for my locker getting the picture of their scratches and scars out of my head. It looked as if they'd been through the apocalypse.

The rest of the morning went by fast. The group seemed to become more popular by the second. One of them, apparently, was Percy Jackson. He had his arm around a blonde girl. All the other girls and sluts looked at her as if looks could kill. She just stared back and just looked scary. Most girls looked away quickly, but some held their ground. Some people even got up in her face, but she just calmly pushed them away.

Time Skip (it likes cupcakes)

The first time I got to talk with them, it was lunch.

Dang, I thought. time goes by FAST!

The boy with blonde hair looked at me and smiled. "Hey, are you new around here?" he asked me. I nodded hesitantly. I didn't think that they would be so friendly. "We're not poisonous... Well Percy might be but the rest of us? Nope."

"Hey!" Percy yelled. "If anything, Frank would be poisonous!"

"True. So true." The one who I guessed was Frank. He looked Chinese or something. Maybe a hint of Canadian?

When did I get so good at analyzing? I thought. Anyway, they invited me to sit at their table, so I took up their offer and sat down. I learned their names, and, just by looking at them, their personalities.

"So, where do you come from?" Hazel asked. "I'm from Alaska, Annabeth is from California, Frank is from Canada, Jason is also from California, Piper is Cherokee so... and this is Percy's home turf." She listed off everyone's names and nobody interrupted.

I took up the opportunity of silence and simply said what I meant to say. "I'm from Greece," I said. They all looked at each other like they knew something.

"What?" I asked. They all nodded at each other. That's when I realized that they had had a conversation with their eyes. And then I realized I never gave them my name.

"What's your name little guy?" Jason asked. Even though you could see worry in his eyes, and they kept drifting to Percy and Annabeth.

"Bob Goldstein." I say.

Oh. My. Gahd. I haven't updated in forever! I'm SOOOOOOO SORRY! I've had some ULTIMATE writers block. Also, I'm planning to do a cliffhanger whenever possible soooo... Anyway...I've got a specific plot/setting for the next chapter so it could come soon. Happy Reading! ~enderone217