Hey! If I've posted this chapter it means someone has reviewd my story Not As Normal! Thank you so much for reviewing and here's the second part to lemme hear ya say paaartyy. And it seems like I've developed a plot about Thalia, her clothes, and Luke. If you guess the small plot for her, I'll TRY to feature your username in a chapter.
We drove down blank streets searching for a house with booming loud sounds, teens at the front, splashing of pools, and strobe lights to be seen through windows.
"We're here." Thalia grunted before getting out. (We'd changed before.). I looked at the house and said wow. This house was big.
"Yeah, yeah yeah. It's big. Woo-hoo." I got out of the car narrowing my eyes.
"You alright Thals? It was your idea to come." I said, Ialmost opened up my car door again. I mean, I have homework to do…
"I'm alright." And then she said in such a whisper, I almost didn't hear. "It just hurts."
"What hurts?" She looked at me as if she hadn't known I was there. What's up with this girl.
"My, um, chest. Chest pains. But It'll be alright." She said walking forward. I knew she was lying but I'd question her later tonight. There were people on the porch making out and lemme tell you- awkward. Ringing the doorbell while having 2 couples off to your left and right makeout…
The door opened and a guy with Sandy Blond hair came out. He had warm brown eyes that you could get lost in and was smiling a great smile. Music blasted from behind him as teens and friends danced and chatted, only problem? There was a girl clinging to him. What? That's no problem to me? Psh-no!
He eyed us.
"And who are you two?" He asked, looking at me mostly completely forgetting the girl clinging to him.
"Annabeth, and that's my friend Thalia." I said pointing to each of us.
"Hey, Luke." Thalia said. Luke looked at her confusedly.
"Do I know you or something?" He asked.
"Yeah, but it was a while ago." Thalia replied not meeting his eyes.
"Oh ok. Come on inside." He gestured inside and we followed his hand. Music much louder reached my ears.
Luke had left us and it was just Thalia and I.
"So you know Luke?" I yelled over the music at the same time Thalia yelled "See ya!" She turned around and raced away faster than a…faster than a…I really don't know what to compare who to at the moment.
So, I spent the next 10 minutes wandering around like a lost puppy and admiring the house at the same time, I have this thing for architecture. I went into one room and almost screamed in horror. Pressed up against a wall was a girl with red hair making out with a boy with black hair and a purple shirt with green pants and- why am I describing what they're wearing? Does it truly matter? I shut the door quickly and turned around, I was not expecting that.
I wound my way through the crowds of teens and found myself in a kitchen. There was a black guy in a chefs hat singing.
"Yeah this is thriller! Thriller night! Duh duh duh duh duh dun!" He sang.
"Um, hi." I said with a small wave. He yelped and dropped whatever was in his hands.
"Um hey." He said picking something up. I went over next to him and helped him. "Thanks." He said putting the smashed looked cookies in the trash and went over to wash his hands- me the same.
"You're welcome. What's your name?"
"Charles. Some people call me Beckendorf though- it's my last name." Charles said while taking something out of the fried (maybe more cookies?).
"I can make anything really. I just do it secretly and say that other people made it or did it. But I never do anything bad. Well I guess I did once, but it wasn't that bad, I mean, it was for a medival times play. I just made a couple swords, it's not liked anyone lost their life from that accident. But no I still got sewd!" Charles said rolling the dough. He looked at me.
"Don't tell anyone okay? The fact that I'm the quarter-back and I'm making cookies in Luke Castellan's house makes me sound like a walking joke." Charles said.
"Your secrets safe with me." I said pretending to get a lock and lock my lips. He chuckled.
"Huh. Cute. Lemme just tell you one more, don't drink the punch. Just like those movie parties the punch bowl is spiked. Special compliments from Travis and Connor Stoll. I swear those two were born with devil horns…" He said while putting little chocolate chips into them.
"See ya around." I said. And exited the kitchen making sure I was nowhere near the punch.
How many rooms does this place have? How many people are going to make out in each of them? How many- I was caught off of my thoughts by yelling and people chanting "Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!" I ran downstairs and went to the circle forming, my hair just going infront of my face as I stopped.
"-Friends Grover! We shouldn't fight!" One boy said to Grover, who again was wearing bad boy clothes.
"So what Percy! She's my girl." Grover threw a punch at Percy and Percy ducked.
"I don't wanna hurt you man." He said raising his fists.
"Well too bad! I wanna hurt you. I'm sick and tired of you getting all the attention and me being in the shadows." Grover yelled with his nose scrunched up. Percy stopped his fighting stance.
"Is this what that's about?" He addressed Grover with his baggy pants and all. Grover took Percy's pause as an opportunity and kicked him where the sun doesn't shine. Percy almost went down but held in.
"Is this what that's about?" He asked again. Grover's face reddened.
"Why do you care? Go hang out with Nico, Charles, Travis and Connor, their your more popular friends!" Grover kicked Percy in the side and I heard a crack. That couldn't be good. But Percy still held.
" I do care! Why would I go hang out with Nico, Charles, Travis and Connor right now when I have you? You're my best I don't want to fight you." Percy said. Grover got even madder.
"This is another reason why I hate you! You use me, then go back to your friends, you ditch them then come back to me. Is there a problem so big that we can't hang out together?You know what? I'm not your best friend. I never was, and never will be." Grover yelled. By now the music had turned off. Isn't this supposed to happen in movies only? Grover punched Percy in the face and immediately blood sprouted from his nose as he fell back. His blood seeped through the carpet, his mouth was bleeding, I knew his side hurt, I knew down there hurt. Luke made his way through the crowd.
"Grover, leave." Luke sneered. Grover punched Luke too then went out the door smirking. Luke bent down. "Man, you're getting blood on my carpets…" He mumbled and some people in the crowd laughed.
"Can I get some help." No one moved.
"Can I get some help?" Luke demanded and I came forward kneeling down beside Percy.
"That's a lot of blood alright. What do you need?" I asked.
"Paper towels, a pillow, your phone number, and a docter," Luke said. I nodded ignoring the your number comment. I got the paper towels and tissues and even threw a random couple who hadn't heard of the fight to get a towel.
Luke was calling a docter when I got back.
"-Right now lady! Listen, I will not pay before you come here!" "Why? Oh maybe because you might not show up!" "Don't talk to me like that! I'm the flipping person giving you the money!" I nudged his shoulder and he looked at me with an annoyed expression.
"Using Madonna's doctoring service?" He nodded. "Use Lady Gaga's , It's better." I concluded. He nodded and hung up on the docter who worked for Madonna.
"Ah, hello. One of my friends is hurt, can you be over here fast please?" Just then the doorbell rang.
"Wow, that was fast." Luke mumbled getting up and walking to the door,
A man strutted in with shoulder length hair.
"Where's he?" He tossed his hair over to one side.
"There." Luke pointed to where Percy was lying now unconscious. The docter pulled a box out of nowhere and kneeled down to Percy. A couple minutes later he came back.
"Kids alright. Gonna have a serious headache in the morning and is going to be in pain for the next week or so but that's about it. Call me if anything severe happens." He held out a card for Luke to take. He inspected it and smiled.
"Your name is Sherry Temple?" The docter rolled his eyes.
"Dude, that's a girls name." Luke hit Sherry's shoulder and Sherry hit back with his skinny arm. "Ow." Luke muttered.
"Is not! I am Sherry Temple the third and the first and seconds were senators and basketball players!" With a huff Sherry snatched back his card and walked out the door, but before that he just had to do a random dramatic hairflip.
Okay okay, so fast forward. I'm in a room with Percy- who I just now remembered is my chemistry partner, and I'm waiting for him to wake up. I heard a groan. It might be my imagination. Then another groan. I looked at Percy. His eye lids fluttered open. I got closer to him.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Feel like crap." He replied. I smirked.
"You are crap." He frowned at this and looked around the room.
"Am I in heaven or something. Cause this room is all white and you look like an angel." He tried to touch my hand but I slapped it away. I mean, part of my shirt was covered in some of his nosebleed and my jacket and beanie? He must be joking.
I walked out of the room and said to Luke who was waiting outside of it.
"He's awake. I'm gonna go, it's getting late." He nodded and went into the room.
Where's Thalia? Where's Thalia? I saw a blob pressed up against the wall locking lips. Oh, no freaking way could that be…but when I saw the neon blue headband I knew it was her.
Oh! Long chapter! 4 Pages on word!
