Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson, and any other previously named characters in this story. They belong to their original writers.
I am so sorry for not writing sooner! We had some family issues going on and then school started, so this is the only chance I've had to write in weeks. Please forgive me.
Life as we Knew it.
Percy's Point of View
Does the world hate me! I mean so far every single day this week I've found myself with worse and worse luck. First, I woke up and found that someone put soap in my toothpaste, which really does not taste good. Then, I was walking by the docks near work, and I fell through, and of course I had to get wet because people were there. On Wednesday I was taking a speedboat out for a test drive in the harbor and I ran out of gas, so I had to use my powers to float me back to shore.
Personally, I was starting to think that something smelled fishy, but until three weeks of torture were over, I wasn't able to figure out who was causing my agony. So, it happened like this: in the middle of the night I woke up to a tickle on my nose and like any stupid idiot I went to wipe my nose. In the end, I had a huge glob of something on my nose, and I heard a giggle. But, before the voice could run I grabbed its arm. It was none other than Tani, the not so sweet little girl. Then, I of course went to Chantal's room to tell her what had happened. First, she laughed, excused herself and said,"It means she really likes you," and then she kicked me out of her room, and told me to take Tani to her room, but before I could object she slammed the door in my face.
"So, what are you going to do to me," she asked all cutesy.
"I don't know, but maybe you can help me figure it out," I answered sternly.
"I've never had a daddy, but I'm sure you'd be better than my real father," she said before crumpling on her pillow with a smile. God, I hate little kids they get away with everything and no matter how hard you try you just can't stop loving them.
Three Months Later
"Bring" The phone rings and I rush over to get it.
"Percy," mutters a frightened Annabeth, I need to see you right now. Please, come." And that was all it took to send me packing to the U.S.