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Chapter Two: I Disappoint My Shady Friend
As I walked out the door I felt great. Even though this disturbing dilemma of potato deficiency in my apartment should have been eating me alive, I felt this strange new sense of adventure, like my life had meaning.
As I walked out of my apartment complex I tripped on something. That's funny, I never trip on things. I looked up and saw Nico's hairy leg outstretched across the path. He was laughing at me.
"Ha! Percy, I get you every time!"
"That's the first time you've ever tripped me, Nico..." I reminded him.
"Ah well. How you been, Percy? I haven't seen you for years."
"Nico, we saw each other just yesterday. Remember, at the Empire State Building? And you told me about Rachel taking Blackjack to Camp Halfblood?" I sighed. He wasn't even listening to me. I give up.
"Percy, you seem...different. What's changed?" He asked, obviously having acknowledged my new aura of adventure.
"It's my new call in life. Nico, I'm going to become a potato farmer."
He had a look of utter shock on his face. He just stared at me.
"Well...say something..." I said awkwardly.
But he didn't. He wouldn't. No...he couldn't.
He stood up in disappointment, turned around, and walked a few steps. He stopped, gave me one last glance, then vanished in that creepy traveling shadow of his.
Well, now I know that I have one friend who doesn't support me in my decision. He must think that because I saved the world, I am capable of greater occupations.
Little does he know that the most important occupation out their is that of a potato farmer-at least, in my eyes.
I don't care what other people think! This is my purpose in life! This is my duty, my obligation! I can't back down out of peer pressure. And besides, all Nico can do is be creepy. He's certainly one to talk.
I began to walk to the Walmart down a few blocks, confident that this was the right path for me.