Hey guys :) I finished the Lost Hero on Wednesday. It was AMAZING! The only catch...I can't talk to anyone about it. The only friend I have who read it lives in Seattle, and my sister's only on the fourth. In fact, I started hyperventilating next to her during our Percy Jackson reading session, and she got really scared. The ending came as a HUGE shock to me, PM me if you agree so I can talk to someone about it! Enjoy the story, this one's my interpretation of how Paul Blofis found out Percy's secret.
Disclaimer: Yo no soy Rick Riordan (Spanish 1 baby!)
Sally Jackson was one of a kind. Paul Blofis knew that. He loved her for it. And her son...well, he was one of a kind too.
That wasn't necessarily a problem. Paul had met a lot of kids who meant to do harm, but Percy wasn't like that. He was just, well, accident prone. Sure, Paul would go with that. The kid always intended to do good, but things just blew up on him. Literally. Take Goode High's freshman orientation for example. Paul could tell Percy was nervous, but then suddenly he was setting fire to the school and attacking a cheerleader? It didn't make sense at all.
Paul was musing over poor Percy's problems when Sally came through the door. She usually seemed to radiate happiness, but today her face was pale and her jaw was set. He stood up to greet her, and she forced a small smile before promptly pulling up a chair next to him.
"Percy?" she called over her shoulder, and the 15-year-old boy walked resignedly into the room and slumped into the seat next to Sally.
Paul cleared his throat. "Is something wrong?" he said cautiously. When Sally was with Percy, she normally acted a little strange, but today something was definitely up.
Sally forced a smile and clasped her hands over her lap. "Paul, Percy and I thought it best to tell you something before- before things get serious between us." She was biting her lip. He didn't say anything, but just braced himself for the worst. Sally sighed and started again. "You know about Greek mythology Paul. About gods, demigods, monsters, and Titans, right?"
Paul started to wonder where Sally was going with this. She looked very strained now, her hands clasped so tightly together her knuckles turned white. "Would you- would you believe me if I told you something crazy?" She turned to look at him, her eyes pleading.
"Sally," Paul said, giving her an encouraging smile, "I'll listen. Just please keep going- what were you saying about Greek mythology?"
Percy, who hadn't said a word the entire time, finally spoke up. "My dad is the Greek god Poseidon and that makes me a demigod I'm constantly hunted by monsters and there is this huge prophesy about me and I go on quests every year to save Mount Olympus, which now is on the top of the Empire State Building and my mom thought you should to know but she's scared the truth will scare you away but we agree you've got to know," he spilled out, breathless.
Paul raised his eyebrows for a second before giving a flustered chuckle. "Well, I've heard worse."
They all exchanged nervous laughs, but Percy's eyes furrowed together in confusion. "Wait, you believe me?"
Well, not my best, but I wanted to do a more original story and no one ever writes about Paul, so I thought I should. Liked it? Hated it? I want feedback! Please PM or review me!