Disclaimer: Me no own PJO or HoO. Rick Riordan does.
Chapter 10
Tessa Goldfinch's POV
I honestly didn't want to tell my story. It wasn't as bad as Martha's, but I still didn't want to tell it. I did anyway.
"Well, what do you want to know? My dad's the head of a company in Silocon Valley, California. He makes a bunch of electronic thingies that I can't use because I'll attract monsters. He's really busy when I'm there, so I really only get to see him at night. He can't even come to my gymnastics competitions.
"I'm one of the popular people at my school. So are my friends Anna, Breigh, Missy, Lee, Lyzziey, Mari, and Emma."
"What about your past?" Alessia asked. Gods that girl was curious.
"Well, I had a virtually monster-free life. Sure, sometimes I'd do weird things by just moving my wrist, like how in preschool I hung Justin Sanchez on the school roof by his pants by sneezing, but I didn't suspect the monsters attacked.
"I was at school, in kindergarten, to be exact. There was a tornado, so we were all huddled in the hallway. Anna and I were playing footsey when I heard someone say, 'We just have to find her and kill her. Then we can leave this place and never return. Besides, her dad owns the Jepperini cell company. She has to be a spoiled rich brat' in a gruff voice that could only belong to a full grown man."
"Wait! Your dad's the mastermind behingbthe Jepperini phones?" Martha asked, "I pretty much worship that guy!"
"Anyway, I knew that they were talking abou me. I asked Anna if she had heard them, but she just gave me a funny look. I got up and started running. The man shouted, 'That's her! That's the one that's going to help bring back Larissa!' I ran home, packed a bag full of vital stuff, and hiked all the way here. I only stopped to sleep for one hour at a time every day.
"Martha knows the rest of the story. I got here, but I didn't trust anybody. I built this very hut that we're sitting in right now and scavenged for food. Then Martha found me during a game of capture the flag. I was close to starving to death, so every day Martha brought me a portion of her meals. Then I was attacked. It wasn't the man, but two dracaena. I only knew how to use magic and the only weapon I had was a rusty saw. Probably half of Camp Half-Blood heard my screams, but only Martha and Kayla from the Apollo cabin answered them. After the killed the dracaena, I decided that they were trustworthy and followed them back to Camp Half-Blood. The end."
"That's it?" Lina asked incredulously, "That's your whole story?"
"Yeah, pretty much."
"Well, then I guess it's my turn."
Still awaiting that prophecy scroll...Won't it just rain already!?C'mon Zeus! I need a thunderstorm! 1 word only- REVIEW THIS STORY! Okay, so that was 3 words and seven exclamation points, but you get the message!