Thank you for reading this story! I'm really happy to write this story and share it with my fellow readers and writers! I won't be able to write the 3rd point of view since I simply can't stop thinking about what's going to happen in Mark of Athena! I have a question to you readers, have any of you read the Leviathan series? I heard from my friends that it's quite a good series; but I'm not sure.
I don't own PJO or Heroes of Olympus and the characters, they all belong to Rick Riordan
Chapter Eight: Chrystal's POV
I hate this! If I ever get a chance to choke Sammy then I would.
I rode my motorcycle all the way to school, where I was greeted by the school janitor Mr. Lands; he stood at the gate admiring his small dagger.
Red spiky hair, Caucasian skin, freckles across his face, and grey eyes. Sporting a denim jacket, blue pants, and sneakers; in one hand he was admiring his dagger while on the other he was holding onto a rock.
"You're late again," he said when I sped past him.
I quickly jumped off the motorcycle; Mr. Lands took the motorcycle and put it in the garage. I ran inside passed the office where Ms. Wilson gave me a late slip. "Thanks!" I said when I passed her.
I ran towards the door which I thought was Ms. Thorn's room, but when I bursted through the door the teacher who was present quickly kicked me out.
"Wrong room again Ms. Drakos," he said.
I swore in Spanish, got up, and ran around the corridor trying to find my homeroom. I ran passed Drake Jance my student assistant in English.
His dark spiky black hair made him look a little emo; his white pale skin contemplated his dark black eyes. His black make up looked a Goth kid. Today he sported blue pants, a white collared shirt, and converse sneakers.
I ran passed him, turned around, and walked in front of him. "Drake," I said with catching my breath. "Do pant you pant know where pant-"
"Where your homeroom is right?" he asked. "Yeah, just go straight and take the door to your left."
I hugged him, "Thank you! I owe you one, but I already owe a lot of people because of my brain."
I followed Drake's direction and took a deep breath before I went inside of the room. Teach, is really going to kill me today.
I summoned up my courage and barged into the room, without even looking I walked straight up to the teacher at the desk, I got on my knees closed my eyes and said:
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I woke up really late and I didn't know what time it was and I got lost in school again! It's-"
"Chris!" Sammy shouted. "You're not late."
I opened my eyes, instead of finding Ms. Thorn I saw a different teacher looking a bit bewildered. I stood up and felt completely embarrassed. I felt my face heating up, "I-I'm sorry, I didn't know Ms. Thorn was absent today."
The woman looked at me, "It is okay, and my name is Ms. Paige. You are not late; you're here on time. From the notes Ms. Thorn gave me you have a bad sense of directions."
"What, I'd say it's not that bad," I said.
"Actually, you don't even know where homeroom is since you always forget," A person in the back said.
"Hey that's rude!" Sammy shouted. "You should know better Clarisse!"
I sat in between Karen and Sammy; I remembered the last time I sat next to Sammy, Karen got all mad at her. I began a conversation with Karen about Clarisse being a jerk to me at times, but I always laugh it off since she's just like me. Mostly everyone in the class has dyslexia and ADHD.
"Chris," Sammy said. "There are some three students."
I looked up to find three students; one of them looked Cherokee descent but I kept my mouth shut, the other one looked like he has a scar on his lip, and the other one looks like the little boy from my dreams but older.
"Chrystal; meet Piper McLean, Jason Grace, and Leo Valdez," Sammy said. "You'll be giving them the tour of the school if you don't mind, and they have the same schedule as you; isn't that great!"
"Yeah," I said. "Though I think we should pay attention or else the teacher will get mad."
"Okay, now go to your seat," she said.
I stood up and walked to the back where the three newbie's sat, I sat at the edge where I'm most comfortable with; since that's where I build little robot thingies in my desk when the teacher's not looking. Leo looked over my shoulder to find me sketching.
"Hey I didn't know you're an artist," he said.
I don't really feel quite comfortable with a person watching me draw, so I put my notebook away and sat at my desk fiddling with a bunch of nuts and bolts.
"Class," Ms. Paige said. "We have three new students, Chrystal why don't you introduce everyone or just the class."
I stood up and motioned the three to the front. "Okay guys, we rehearsed this."
Sammy stood on her desk and took out a microphone and handed it to me. Everyone got into their places and Karen began to play the piano that came out of the ground.
"Welcome one and all let me tell you a story- but let's cut that out and get this over with. Welcome to class D, we're the ones who have dyslexia, ADHD, or something within that area."
"Chris aren't we going to sing?" Will asked.
"No, I really don't want to right now," I said. "I act-"
Someone threw a pencil at me and I sighed. "Let's get this introduction over with."
"Okay, I need the drummers ready, the guitarist, bass, and other things," Karen said.
The beat first started out with the drums (note: listen to Break by Three Days Grace), then the guitarist began to play. As the tune began to get in place I began to sing.
"Tonight my head is spinning
I need something to pick me up
I've tried but nothing is working
I won't stop
I won't say I've had enough…."
As the music began to pick up, I noticed that the three newbie's began to have fun; I laughed a little bit.
"Break! Away from everybody
Break! Away from everything
If you can't stand the way this place is
Take yourself to higher places!"
After the song ended everyone cheered, even Clarisse had fun playing her drums. I walked up to the three newbie's. I bowed down and said, "Welcome to class D."
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