A/N: Hey! Sorry for the belated update, I really have no excuses except for how to fill this chapter. It literally took me two months to write this, so please be appreciative and not angry.
By the way, this is just a filler chapter, so sorry if it's not that interesting. I needed to put it in there so you could get used to all of the new characters, and learn some things that you'll need to know for the rest of the story.
Here are the characters I am going to use in this chapter:
From: Olympian199
Name: Alexa Tanner (if you're reading this, can I call her Lexi? cuz the nickname Lexi sounds cool. For now I'll call her Lexi and you can tell me if you don't like it)
From: eliviracar128
Name: Sapphire
And
From: CaptainTerror307
Name: Allie Jenkins
Chapter 3: YAY Boarding School!
Hannah's POV
I can't believe it. The school we're going to is called Badde. Get it? I was always supposed to go to Goode, but now I'm going to Badde.
Nico, Elaine, and I transported to an abandoned building in California and then took a train to the school campus. We couldn't risk being spotted transporting (and/or shadow traveling) outside the school.
Elaine and I said goodbye to Nico at the gate. He went to the boys' dormitories and we went up to the girls' ones. We had gotten our room assignments, our schedules, and a map of the school via email last week. She was in room 302 which was next to mine. She was sharing with girls named Allie, Felicia, Veronica, and Paris. I was sharing a room with girls named Alexa, Saphire, Damia, and Grace.
We said goodbye and went into our separate rooms.
"Hey," a girl with red hair greeted, "I'm Mia, well my name's Damia but I don't let anybody call me that."
"Hey, I'm Hannah"
"Hannah Blofis?"
"Yes, do I know you?"
"No my brother does."
"Who's your brother?" Maybe my roommate is a half blood! Yay!
"Mark, son of Apollo."
"Oh, I remember Mark! So are you a half blood?"
"No, Mark and I have the same mom, different dads, but I can see through the mist and my mom's a half blood, daughter of Aphrodite."
I couldn't help laughing. That explained so much about Mark and how weird he was.
Mia was the only one there, but there were bags on two beds.
She must have caught me staring, because she said "Grace is here but I don't know where she is. From what I can tell, she's mortal."
We chatted for a while, she told me about how her brother was doing and then a while later two girls came in. One had curly brown hair and she was dragging in a blonde girl. There was a large red stain on the blonde girl's shirt. Blood. Mia and I rushed to them and helped her bring the unconscious girl in.
We laid her down and the girl put pressure on the source of the blood.
The one with the brown hair looked up at me, her eyes filled with panic. "I'm going to ask you a really strange question, but please take it seriously."
"What?" I asked, hoping this conversation would go by quicker.
"Are you mortal?"
The second she said it, realization flashed in Mia's eyes. I didn't have time to answer before I rushed to my bag and threw a canister filled with nectar at the girl. She poured it over the girl's wound. She stopped after pouring a few drops; I could tell she didn't want to risk it.
I could see the blonde girl's wound slowly close up.
"Alright, another mission accomplished, my dad would be proud," the brown haired girl said. "Oh, I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet, Saphire, daughter of Apollo, ex-hunter of Artemis, and you are?" She held out her hand for me to shake and then realized that there was blood all over it
"I'm Mia," Mia joined the conversation "mortal, sister and daughter to half-bloods. Clear sighted. Incredibly astonished in what I just saw." Saphire laughed and turned her head back to me.
"Hannah" I nodded, "daughter of Athena and Poseidon, sister of Elaine of room 302, and I can't think of anything else to say."
"You're a goddess?" She asked, astonished.
"Yeah…"
"No offence, but you look normal." She sighed.
"Well there's nothing normal about me, trust me."
"I get it, there are things all demigods" she paused, quickly glancing at me "and all other godly-related people have things that make them abnormal" Mia added.
Saphire started to explain to us that she saw the blonde girl fighting the monster and went to help her. She found out that her name was Alexa and she was assigned to this room as well. She's a daughter of Eris. That's all she got to know before the monster had made the deep gash in the girl's chest. She lost consiousness from loss of blood. Saphire killed the monster and dragged Alexa here.
Soon Alexa woke up and we decided to go get something to eat, we figured it was probably around twelve o'clock, which was our assigned lunch time. We weren't exactly sure if we had to follow schedule though, because classes didn't actually start until tomorrow. When we opened the door, we found that there was a girl with a long brown braid sitting there. We then found out that it was Grace and she had left her key in the room when she went to explore the school. I understood what Mia meant when she said that she thought Grace was mortal, she just didn't have a half-blood aura about her.
We all sat at a table together and met up with Elaine and her roommates who all seemed to be really snobby except for the one named Felicia, she seemed nice. Pretty soon after that, Nico came over to us with one of his roommates who had olive skin, black hair, and green eyes he sat next to Grace and kissed her. She went on to explain that his name was Alec and he was her boyfriend and blah blah blah… I kind of stopped listening.
I was interrupted from my ignoring of Grace's story when Mia started screaming my name. She was sitting right beside me, so it kind of hurt my eardrum. I guess she had been trying to talk to me. Whoops.
"Why are you wearing a sweater when it's still summertime?" she asked me.
I took my sweater off "happy?" I asked her laughing.
"You're wearing long sleeves! Why?"
"She always dresses like that," Nico smirked.
"Well you shouldn't" Mia then started to roll up my sleeve.
"NO!" Elaine shouted.
I pulled my sleeve back down; hopefully before anyone could notice.
I could see Nico's eyes filled with worry. Guess he saw. "Hannah, what was that?"
"My arm stupid."
"Lift up your sleeve again," I could tell he was going to push me into showing him, but I still refused.
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"Fine" I rolled it up to show the long jagged scar that had run down my forearm since I was five.
"Hannah, how'd you get that?"
"I fell," I was hoping he would buy it but he knew me too well.
"Hannah that scar was deep and jagged and man-made. Someone was deliberately hurting you! WHO WAS IT?" He clenched his fists.
"NOBODY! LEAVE ME ALONE!" I could feel my eyes tear up. I didn't want them to see me cry. So I ran up to my room. I could hear someone following me but I didn't care.
It was Elaine, she tried to talk to me. I wouldn't let her. I locked myself in the closet that was closest to my bed and wouldn't let her in. About ten minutes later, I heard someone else come into the room. As soon as he started talking, I knew it was Nico.
"What took you so long nitwit?" Elaine asked him
"I got lost, sorry" I could hear her sniggering behind him.
"Hannah," he came over to the closet door and knocked "let me in?"
"Fine," I would have said no, but that would only lead to an argument and I was not in the mood for one of those.
He sat down next to me (there was an awful lot of room considering none of my stuff was in the closet yet).
"Those Aphrodite girls really know what they're doing. Make-up on your arm when they forced you to wear that dress?" I could tell he was trying to make light of the situation, but he saw it wasn't working. I would have sadi something about him finally telling me who made me wear that dress, but I was not in the mood.
He looked at me with his dark brown eyes and I knew that he was going to make me tell him about my scar.
"Mr. Mason. He was the one who gave me this scar."
"Who's he?"
"He was my foster father when I was five years old."
"You were five when he did that to you?"
"Yeah…" I didn't really want to tell him the story, but I continued anyway. "So Mr. Mason was our foster father and he was a very violent man. Mrs. Mason was always either hung over, drunk, or passed out. So there was never really a good parental figure."
"Okay," he nodded, showing her understood everything so far.
"There were four of us. Elaine, this eleven year old boy Gale and a six month year old named Tommy."
He nodded again.
"So one day, Mr. Mason had come home from work and all of us kids were in the playroom. He was angry that the baby would not stop crying. So he shook the baby and put it upside down."
Nico's eyes widened.
I forgotten that Elaine was there until she said "I can't listen to this," and she ran out of the room.
"So what did you do?" he asked me.
"I didn't do anything."
"Yeah right. That doesn't sound like you. What really happened?"
"Fine, I'll tell you. "
"So Elaine was crying because of what he was doing to Tommy so he dropped Tommy and chased Elaine to the backyard. I caught Tommy and handed him to Gale. I saw that Mr. Mason had his pocketknife out. He only used that when he was really mad. I had only ever seen him use it once before on Mrs. Mason when she refused to leave the house. So anyway, I ran outside and jumped onto his back. Gale ran out with Tommy too. So, Mr. Mason pushed Elaine on the floor, grabbed me by the arm, spun me over, and did this," I stuck out my arm to him.
"Oh gods," Nico looked shocked.
"He was laughing when he saw my blood. Maybe because it was gold, or maybe just because he enjoyed hearing my scream. I saw my blood red at the time, I was probably fooled by the mist or whatever. So anyways, Elaine and Gale-who was still holding Tommy- ran out the gate and to the house next door."
"Who lived there?"
"This really nice old lady named Ms. Clarkson. We would always go over to her house whenever something went wrong at the Mason's. She always made the nicest cookies," I almost smiled at the memory, before realizing that I was still in the middle of telling the story of one of the worst things that had ever happened to me. "The called the police and the doctor. I got twenty-seven stitches. Mr. Mason told them I fell and they believed him to he didn't get in trouble. We did change foster homes though. All of us. I still wonder where Gale and Tommy ended up, but Elaine and I switched foster homes a few more times after that before we went to the orphanage." I could feel the tears start pouring out already. My head was pounding and I felt faint. I couldn't help it. I rested my head on Nico's shoulder and sobbed.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He sounded hurt.
"I don't like people seeing me weak," my voice cracked.
"Hannah, you stood up to a grwon man with a knife when you were five years old, there's nothing weak about that," He wrapped his arms around me.
All I could do was nod. I didn't feel like talking. My head was pounding even harder. I still felt faint.
I could hear his attempts at condolences as my mind drifted off into sleep.
A/N: Are you happy I updated? I know it took me FOREVER but I'm so glad this chapter is finally finished and posted. Expect a new chapter soon (hopefully) because I already have it all planned out. Down to every last conversation, I promise, I just haven't typed it yet...
So, anyways, tata for now, and I will write again soon.
Please review! I want a decent amount because I worked so hard on this chapter.
5/21/11: Hey again, sorry for the repost, I realized I forgot to say something: Don't think I added the whole thing about foster care in for you all to feel bad for Hannah or whatever, I needed to put it in, because it will have something to do with the rest of the story.
So anyways (again) please please please review.
