Chapter 14

15th Birthday (Part 1)

I walk around my room with my damp hair curling. Percy told me once that we can just dry our hair instantly, but I like feeling the water slide threw my hair. All my sketchbooks are propped up on my shelf of the bookcase close to my closest. I smile as I look at my single wall painted sea green, and the others painted a beautiful ocean blue. Connie told me Tyson had created the rooms to become whatever we desired it to become, and I walk over to my desk covered in pastels, sketch paper, pencils, and a beautiful box filled with tons of paint. The crafted box of paints was not their the night before, and my fingers brush over the wood. Paintbrushes spring out from in between the paint, and engraved on the perfectly crafted brushes are LSJ.

A note sits on my desk with two, yet terrible, words. Happy Birthday. I sigh, and leave my bedroom making my way towards the kitchen to discard these words. "Hey Lela!" Connie jumps down from her tall chair in the kitchen. "What is that in your hand?" "Nothing." I respond quickly, and toss it in the trash, but not before Connie catches it.

"Hey!" I protest with slight annoyance as she reads the words. "This is dad's handwriting Lela…" Silence billows out between us, and I finally get the courage to spit it out, "So? When has dad cared about me before?" "Lela…" "Do not Lela me." Hunter saunters over, and nuzzles my leg softly. I lean against the wall, sliding down to his view, and pet his soft fur. "October 13th is your birthday?" Connie presses her voice stubborn. "Yea." I mumble stroking behind Hunter's ear. "Well we should throw you a party and plus we got another sibling today." I perk up at the mention of another sibling. "Another? Do I have to share my room?" "Of course not Lela we all get our own rooms." I think back to my paints sitting on my desk, and the desire to use them flows over me. Connie keeps talking, but I've zoned her out mostly. "Well," I say after a while. "I am going to go back to my room."

Connie looks like she wants to stop me, but makes no gesture to. When I get back to my cabin I think of what I want to paint. Then a large vibrant painting appears that moves whenever you switch the direction your looking at it from. Its takes me 5 seconds to decipher the painting "Starry Night" by Vincent Van Gough. It is not the real one but a knock off, yet looks incredible since it's my favorite painting, ever. I then race over to my paint, and pull out random paints that are similar to the ones used in "The Starry Night". A black pastel appears in my hands as I make my way over to one of my ocean blue bedroom walls. I lift it and begin outlining the major features onto the wall delicately. The pastel sweeps over the wall, and I glance back at the other painting occasionally.

About 15 minutes later the painting is outlined on my wall, and I pull out the paints. Using my paintbrush I delicately brush it into the paint, and pull it out a deep blue lingering on the paintbrush. Like my sketchbook, precious strokes begin making their way across my way wall. Before long the painting is officially done, and paint is smeared over my fingers, cheeks, elbows, arms, hands, knees, short shorts, tank top, and a big blob on my nose.

I put all my supplies away, and change into a bikini, that was sitting inside one of my drawers, to go for a swim to wipe off the paint. Though, I do not forget to toss a sea green "The Sea is my home" tank top over my bikini. As I exit my room, and make my way across the living room I hear someone clear their throat. Rolling my eyes I turn to face Connie, Percy and… two other girls… The one on the left has dirty, long blonde hair, sea green eyes, and is beautiful like an Aphrodite kid. The right one has wavy curls that are black, and intense sea green eyes. If I had to guess, I looked like a mix between them with my black hair, light brown highlights, and of course my sea green eyes. Without even asking I knew they were my sisters.

The left one stands up slowly examining me, I presumed. The right one stands up after her, but her head is cocked. The dark haired one walks across the room to me swiftly, and stops in front of me. "Did you get in a paint war with yourself?" She asks wiping her finger across my nose, and leaving a blue blob on her finger. "Wow you are a very kind human being." I counter laughing. "Names Nikki." Nikki says grinning mischievously. "Nikki "The Sea Hag", daughter of Poseidon, and slayer of bastards in the Ares cabin." She winks and I roll my eyes punching her arm playfully. "Lela. Princess of the Sea, daughter of the Sea god, and sexy beast that likes teasing local bitches, I like to call snobs." "Nice!" Nikki grins and we knuckle punch already feeling like sisters.

Connie, and Percy laugh while my other new sister smiles a little. Nikki is older than me I guessed, and my other sister looks older than me too… but not by much. "I'm Dynemia." Dynemia twirls her bracelets I did not notice before around her wrist. "Blessed by Aphrodite, daughter of Poseidon, and girl who likes to flood the Aphrodite cabin and watch them freak out seeing their beauty supplies turned to seaweed." All three of us stand their then laugh hysterically. "Go Dy!" I holler as we bump our waists together, and Nikki shakes her head at us grinning. We stand together; giggling like fools as Connie and Percy leave.

"I wonder what their doing?" Questions Dynemia as we are all wearing our swimsuits now. "I bet I know, and do not give a crap about it." I mutter opening the door while Hunter sprints out onto the dock. "Why do you not care about it?" Nikki asks making her way down the dock walking next to me. "Its my birthday today…" Her eyes widen, and Dynemia skips over to us. "Your birthday, huh?" They both smirk a telepathic mind transplant probably going between their minds as I speak. "Don't tell me you guys are involved?" I groan irritated by all this fuss over just my "15th Birthday". "Sorry!" They both say laughing at the same time. "But we are!"

Should I start writing another story in a different character I made up POV? Or should I even come up with a new story involving a new book? Comments are always welcomed and loved! ;)

Percy: Lela stop wearing that tank top that shows too much of you!
Lela: It is higher than my collarbone! Plus, its does not even allow a lot of skin to show!
Percy: Alright Lela if you really wanna show yourself off to the males... Don't listen to your older brother.
Lela: You mean my brother who spends his free time making out with his girlfriend?
Percy: Never mind forget I said anything!
Lela: That's what I thought Percy :P I luff you!
Percy: Oh shut up! ._.