A/N: Look, I'm updating again :D Anything you'd like suggest? Or say about my story? Reviews, constructive criticisms and flames are accepted. So here's Chapter 3 of Demigod Days!
And oh yeah, I do not own PJTO, nor Twilight, but I own fork dude and Bella's awesome sauce weapons and attitude!
Bella's POV:
I woke up to a glorious haze of sunlight. Hey, I can be a poet every once in a while. I am a daughter of Apollo. But anyway, sunlight streamed easily through the open windows of the infirmary, and I caught sight of a pair of jaw-dropping sea-green eyes.
"Percy!" I cried joyously and jumped my good ol' best friend. "Bella!" he laughed. "How long has it been, huh?" he teased as I casually locked my legs around his waist and my arms tight around his neck.
Now wait. Before you think that we're lovey dovey and all that, let me tell you this is normal for me and Percy. We really don't have boundaries. We sleep in the same bed (sometimes) and I occasionally wear his clothes when I can't find mine.
"And I thought you were supposed to be injured," he grinned at me. I laughed. "Nothing can hold me down long enough to kill me, Perce." I told him smugly. He laughed and swung me around, maybe forgetting we were in a cabin full of sick and injured people. I grabbed my customary glass of nectar and plate of ambrosia and we hightailed out of there, amidst the "Hey!"s and the protests of my half-brothers and sisters.
"It's so freaking great to be homee!" I whooped and howled as I ran around, barefoot. Percy laughed and chased after me, telling me that I had to be careful. "You're sill recuperating!" He shouted laughingly after me. "Try and catch me then!" I shrieked and leapt off.
And by then, Grover must've informed the whole camp of my arrival. "Beckendorf!" I high-fived the tall, burly Hephaestus kid and sped off. Though, when I was with the Cullens, I normally would've worn my magic-restraining bracelet, and one of its after-effects was clumsiness. Here at camp, I was freer than the wind, and I cursed worse than a trucker. (A/N: Idk what those dudes are called, so bear with me. ^_^)
"Clarisse!" I boomed and dodged her customary jab with her electric spear. "I'll beat you up later, bitchette!" she called after me. I laughed and continued on. It was easy to forget how Percy was still after me, but somehow, in the one year we were seperated, he had gotten stronger and faster.
He hit me hard. Literally. He tackled me with the force of a footballer, and we went sprawling down on cool grass. "I missed you," I said and hugged him hard.
Percy's POV
It was easy to forget how much I missed Bella. Sure, I hadn't really thought about her, with Kronos and all the Titans threatening to destroy the world and all. But whatever happened the past year, it was like she never left.
Physically, nothing changed much. She still had that long, spiraling brown curls that she refused to cut, and her chocolate eyes still sparkled with her craziness and energy. And I was pretty sure she was still that bat-shit crazy girl I had met on my first day of camp.
Flashback:
Me? A demigod? Are you serious? I could barely shoot a ball through a hoop without messing it up, how much more with killing monsters?
I walked around in a haze. Thankfully, that girl Annabeth didn't seem to be around. So was Grover. Well, I needed time to adjust to the fact that my best friend had hooves and furry legs.
I headed out to the archery field, where a couple of the Apollo kids were practicing. One of them shot a moving target straight to the heart and their counselor praised her. "Great job, Bella!" he exclaimed.
She turned around and I felt like I was drowning in chocolate. Chocolate eyes, chocolate hair... "Oh look, the new kid!" she exclaimed and ran over to me. Not really knowing why, but I blushed. "Hey, I'm Bella Dwyer or Swan or whatever. I'm 12 and I'm a child of Apollo, the god of archery, poetry and music! What's your name? Who's your godly parent? How old are you?" She talked so quickly, I knew I didn't have a chance of a normal conversation with her.
"Uh, let me see. I'm Percy Jackson. Uh, I'm 12 and I don't know who my godly parent is," I said carefully. She laughed, not in that mean you're-so-stupid-way, but like she wanted to laugh with me. "Are you nervous?" she teased. "Well, kinda." I admitted sheepishly. She brightened up further. "Well don't be! Everyone's so friendly here, I'm sure you're fine!" She flashed a big smile at me and dropped her bow and arrows. Suddenly, the chain on her neck had a charm, a bow and arrow. "W-w-what the..." I stammered and pointed her necklace. She laughed and took my hand. "Don't worry. It's supposed to do that! Now come on! Let me show you around!" She tugged me away. I could hear her counselor protesting that she wasn't done. But she ignored him and showed me around.
And she was my first, real, demigod friend.
We grew to be instant friends, and I knew she didn't like Annabeth much. She said Annabeth monopolized too much of my time, whatever that meant. But I was still hoping they'd be friends. It was hard enough to be friends with both of them. It was even harder during Capture the Flag when they were on opposing teams, and I had to choose which team to side with.
But Bella had to be sent away on a long-term quest. Indirectly, I caused it. I asked Chiron about other monsters and if they sided with us, or with Kronos. He said he would have a camper check it out, and the oracle spewed a creepy prophecy about hands of ice and golden eyes. Bella volunteered and was accepted. I kept on thinking it was just because she needed excitement, but something told me she didn't want to see me and Annabeth together all of the time.
"Hey! Waterlogged! Wakey wakey!" Hands waved across my face and I snapped out of my memories. Man, I need to quit doing that. "Huh?" I asked. She tugged on my hand. "Come on, I still have to report to Chiron about my quest." That woke me up. "Oh yeah, how was that?" I asked her, easily intertwining our fingers together. We touched a lot, and that made the Aphrodite kids freak out about love and stuff, but we both insisted it was nothing. After all, we were just best friends with a touch of intimacy, as Bella once told me.
