I didn't wake until mid-morning. I would have stayed in longer, but my stomach growled for food. I had skipped dinner from the last night before so there was no way avoiding going to breakfast or lunch, whatever time it was. My feet slid out from under the covers to the wooden floor. The rest of my body followed. How good I looked wasn't on the top of my list so I just picked a t-shirt, my bright blue converse, and simple jeans shorts. I combed through my hair for the most part and pulled in into a tight ponytail. The window was opened next to me and I felt something brush across my face. I glanced outside. It was sunny and fine with a slight breeze, nothing special.
The moment I stepped outside, I felt like sobbing, but I wasn't underneath my covers anymore. I held them in with my head held high as I walked to the dining hall. I passed a few people, but all of them seemed focused and determined with what they were doing. I picked up speed as more people passed and I realized that lunch might be over. When I saw the dining hall in the distance, I broke into a slow jog.
As I entered most of the tables only had a few more people in it. I grabbed myself some food, gave some of my food to the pit for Hermes, and made my way to Hermes's table. I glanced around more carefully before digging into my lunch. I didn't even notice when someone was standing across from me.
"You never answered my question." I looked across my table and almost chocked on my sandwich. Percy looked at me with raised eyebrows. I held up a finger for time while I chewed and swallowed the food in my mouth.
"Why does it matter?" I responded back.
"Well because you looked upset and I was just wondering if you were."
"I'm fine. I just don't need anybody coming up to me and scaring me." I added a tone of sarcastic to my voice.
"Sorry about that, but give me a real answer." He stared to me and there was no nonsense in those eyes.
"If you want the truth I am not happy. I am a demigod and I am still readjusting to life knowing that my Hermes is my father and I have superpowers," He shrugged his shoulders, "What does that mean?"
"That is how everyone is. You will get used to it, uh?" He stared hard at me, trying to remember me.
"Kendra and I don't think so,"
"I'm Percy,"
"I know"
"How?" He looked me over with a questioned expression on his face.
"Everyone knows who you are." I stood up, with my lunch. Percy followed.
As I scarped my food off my plate into the pit hoping Hermes would help just a tiny bit more, I glanced over to him. He was standing about three feet back, swaying to some type of song. He was waiting for me. I felt a little red in my cheeks as I realized that what I wanted was coming true, at least a little bit of it. Percy was waiting for me. I felt a ping of happiness in my heart. When I fully done I walked over to him.
"Why are you waiting for me?"
"I saw you fighting Chris yesterday. The main reason I came over was to see if you wanted some help with sword." He had a sly smile on his face and I couldn't help saying yes. We started out to sword practice.