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Cool, no more stupid French. I thought as the rest of the class were screaming and laughing while the P.A system went:

"Remain calm" I went over to the wall withthe door on it, crouched down and sat still.

Bree was beside me along with the rest of the class, while Annabeth was glaring at Madame. Madame Richàrde glared back, and took a deep sniff, slowly growing talons, and started growing A LOT of wrinkles, and her skin was turning all brown and leathery. In other words, if it were possible, Madame Richàrde looked even uglier than before.

"Daughter of Athena" She snarled.

She looked at Aaron and wrinkled her nose, "Satyr."

Aaron let out a bleat, which I used to think was a nervous laugh. "You have no business here Fury! Leave and you won't be killed." Annabeth said her tone cold.

"You know it!" Aaron said, trying to sound braver than he obviously felt, considering the circumstances.

To my surprise, Annabeth pulled out a dagger. Bree's eyes went wide, as she took in the blade. "All I want are the girls and I intend to get them! My new patron was very specific about that."

Then she glared at us with so much hatred I had to cringe away. Oh well. At least I'm not the only one she hates I thought to myself.
While I was lost in my thoughts, Madame Richàrde or the thing she turned into made a wild grasp for me, but Annabeth started slashing the dagger at her. "What patron? You work for Hades!"

Aaron went in and grabbed Bree and me and took us to another corner of the class room. "Okay, no. WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?" Bree screamed in disbelief.

"Why does Madame have talons? And why the hell does she look even uglier?" I asked, jumping into panic mode.

"Done," Annabeth said, walking towards us with a slight limp.

I looked over to where Madame Richàrde and Annabeth were fighting other than a bunch of kids scared shitless, there was just chunks of sand. "Okay first off, we need to leave." She said, taking charge of the situation.

"HOLD UP!" Bree and I screamed.

I looked at them with disbelief "There's some psycho person running around the school, which probably has a gun and you want us to leave?" "Yeah, pretty much" Aaron mumbled. "Otherwise you guys will most probably die" Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Don't you see? We planned the whole lockdown thing. To reveal who Madame Richàrde is. If we stay here, they'll send reinforcements for that-" she said pointing at the weird dust- "And we'll be overrun." "Fine" Bree mumbled. "What do we do 'bout them?" She said, nodding at the other students who were so scared, most of them fainted. There was even a puddle next to Fredrick. "Tell everyone to get up and go home." Aaron said. Annabeth walked up to the kids and gave a shrill whistle. She did the weird snapping thing and gave a shrill whistle, "Alright everybody, Go home! School's done. All teenagers stood up and obediently got out the class room, heading home. "Okay what's with the weird snapping thing? Do you guys, like, have voodoo magic or something?" Bree asked.

"I'll tell you guys once we reach the camp. C'mon!" Annabeth said briskly.

When walked out of the class room, I headed straight to my locker. "Where are you going?" Aaron asked.

"My locker, I have to get my stuff."

"Honey, you're not going to need where were going. Were on a time sensitive mission we have no time to get your stuff!"

"There's a brownie in there and I'm going for it!"

"This is life and death and you worried about getting a freaking brownie? Well were not going for it."

I rolled my eyes and walked back to them. "Oh no. We HAVE to go back for my shoes! There freaking JORDANS! We have to go back. Those shoes are like my heart and I'm not leaving without 'em."

"Fine, let's go for them." Annabeth said.

"The more time we spend arguing about this the more vulnerable we'll be."

We practically sprinted toward the locker Bree and I shared, until Mr. Null stopped us. "Whoa there. Are you trying to skip your class? Because if you are, you know how you will come out as burger flippers…."

"Mr. Null! SHUT THE FUCK UP! NO ONE GIVES A DAMN ABOUT YOUR LOSER SPEECH OKAY! SO SHUT THE HELL UP AND THE GET THE HELL OUT OF OUR WAY!" Bree said, screaming.

The class inside gawked at her. Mr. Null was turning a bunch of different colours: Purple, blue, green, and finally red. "Miss Blackthorne! I will not be talked to like….."

"K, bye!" Bree said brightly, skipping away to go open the locker.

Mr. Null was staring after her in total shock. Since there was nothing else to say, we trailed after Bree to the locker. When it swung open after I did the combo, it was kind of glowing inside. My eyes fell on this beautiful sword with sharp lines etched in it. I automatically grasped for it and gingerly held it up. Perfectly balanced. "Oh my gods…" Aaron murmured.

"Your godly parent gave you a gift" Annabeth said simply.

Bree eyed the sword "Um, should you be waving it around? 'Cause if someone saw you with a sharp object, they'd think were teenage terrorists or something."

"Nah the mist is strong. If any human saw the sword except a few, they'd probably see you waving around a pencil or something. Humans can only see what they can process, what looks rational, which right now is to our advantage." Aaron said, matter of factly.

There was something on the hilt, some kind of button. I pressed it and it shrank into an intricate ring. Cool, thanks dad I thought as I put it on my left index finger. "Hey look! I got a present to!" Bree said, reaching in and pulled out a beautiful bow and arrow.

Aaron looked at Annabeth meaningfully. "Cool! It turns into a head band!" In her hand she held simple yellow head band with a bow, which went perfect with her blond hair.

"Okay then," Annabeth said impatiently as Bree put on the head band and put her shoes in her string bag.

"Let's go."

"Wait!" I reached for the plastic bag that held my brownies. I stuffed one in my mouth.

"Now wet's go"


Chapter 3 done=D Again I am soo sorry for not updating sooner!;) PLZ PLZ PLZ REVIEW!=P

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