Alice's POV

It was the last day of school before winter break and I was so excited to go home and have Christmas with my family. NOT! I try to avoid my home as much as possible. Why, you ask? Well it's because of my dad, well step-father. He is a very…unkind person. His name is George Hammens, he's about six foot two, blond balding hair, a gut, and for the most part is drunken 95% of the time. My mom however is very sweet and kind, which makes me question why she married such a jerk. Her name was Annabeth Chase. My brother, who has the weirdest name ever, is Perseus, he's about five foot nine, athletically built, has ADHD and dyslexia, blond hair, and for some weird reason sea green eyes. What's weird is he's the only one in the family that does and he's 12.

Where are my manners my name is Alice Chase, I'm five foot three, black hair, again only one in the family that has that, grey eyes, very smart, and I have ADHD and Dyslexia as well, and I'm 12.

I was sitting there just finishing my last exam until finals as the bell rang and we all grabbed our stuff and sprinted out the door. I went to my locker to put things away and grab things I would need for break when my best friend, Stephanie, came over to me.

"Hey Alice, how did it go?" she asked. She knew I was Dyslexic and that I have a hard time with tests.

"Oh probably the usual, a C at best. You?"

"Uh I think I did alright. Do you have any plans for break?" she asked as we started walking towards the exit to go home.

"No just the usual stay at home Christmas." I said looking down. I already knew she was going on a ski trip to Maine. She asked my mom if I could go but sadly I couldn't.

"Hey Stephanie, Alice!" my brother Perseus, Percy for short called from behind.

"Hey Percy. What's up?" I asked.

"H-h-hi P-percy." Stephanie stuttered. It was obvious she liked my brother but he was too dense to realize it.

"Tell mom I'm spending the night at Trevor's and I'll be home around noon tomorrow, okay?" he asked.

"Yea, sure." I said and he bolted over to Trevor.

When we reached the bus' Stephanie got on hers' and I waved goodbye as it pulled away and I started walking home. I only lived about three blocks from school. It was a pretty uneventful walk home. I mean there were little kids out playing in the snow making snow angels, forts, snowball fights, you know the usual.

When I got home and walked in the door the first thing I heard was, "Hey get me a beer!" my step-dad called from the living room. I was so not in the mood for this.

"Why don't you get off your lazy ass and get it yourself?" I shouted at him as I walked to my room.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that, I am your father and you will respect me and do as I say." He said.

"HA! You're not my dad." I said as I slammed my door shut and locked it. I walked over to my desk and put my backpack on it then went to my bed, pulling my I-pod from the charger, lied down stuck the headphones in my ears and turned it on. I soon found myself asleep.

As I opened my eyes and took the headphones out I heard yelling. This is all that…pig ever does to my mom. He yells and complains to her about everything, and, unknown to my mom, we, my brother and I, know that he hits her. Hell he pulls his pistol on me and Percy when we do something wrong all the time.

"…Disrespected me for the last time woman!" he yelled and then I heard the unmistakable sound of him slapping my mom.

"Look I'm sure that she's sorry. I'll talk to her about it." My mom said. A few seconds later she knocked on my door. "Alice, honey, can I come in?"

"Yea, hold on a sec." I answered as I got off my bed and unlocked my door.

She came in and we sat back down on my bed.

"Ali go apologize to him, please?" she asked. And I probably did the stupidest thing ever.

"No. He's a selfish, ungrateful asshole, pardon my language, I will not apologize for not getting him a beer."

"For me?"

"Fine but tell me who my real dad is. Don't avoid it like last time, I'm smart enough to know he's not him." I said pointing towards my door. I looked at my mom and I could see that it was still a touchy subject with her. Ever since we were little we had always asked my mom who our dad was but she never answered us.

"When I'm ready to, I will sweetie. But now isn't the time."She said as a tear fell from her eye.

"I'm sorry mom, I just want to know. That's all." I said hugging her.

"It's okay."

"Oh and Percy's at Trevor's and will be home around noon." I told her.

"Alright, well I had better start dinner. I love you." She said as she got up, bent down and gave me a kiss on the forehead. And she walked out of the room.

Dinner that night was actually one of the better ones we've had in a while, mostly because Percy, our resident "comic" wasn't here. We had ham, corn and mashed potatoes. Mom and I sat at the table while he sat on the couch watching wrestling. After dinner and I helped mom with the dishes I went back to my room and turned on the small T.V. I was allowed to have in there. I watched T.V. until I passed out with it on, my last thoughts being, this is gonna be a long two weeks and who is my dad?

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