I don't own PJO or HoO, Rick Riordan does!
Leo's P.O.V:
Ugh. It was another boring day in Farhell - I mean Farnell, sorry. I don't know why we couldn't just be at camp, with people who actually care about us. By we, I mean me and my bro Percy. We're very close, and we've known each other for 10 years. I put on some black jeans, an orange Camp Half Blood shirt, and some beaten up converse. Seriously, I love my converse more than I love my girlfriend. Wait, please don't tell her! She'll kill me! My girlfriend's name is Calypso, and she scares me more than she scares anybody. Other than that, she's just a warm and fuzzy person. Not. We met, when I accidentally got launched in a cannon (long story), and I ended up on her island. She was super mad that I ruined her dinner, but she wasn't surprised to see me. I guess she was used to scrawny guys ending up on her island because they were launched in a cannon by their treacherous best friends. Go figure. I gotta go now, because I'm gonna be late, and my bro Percy will be all alone.
Thank you for reading, this is my first fanfic, and I will be updating soon!
