"Um… I didn't just call him dad." I covered quickly, "I called him… sad. Yeah, I told him to stop being sad." One thing, I'm a terrible liar.
"Oh please, I'm not stupid Ally, I know that you're hiding something big and important." She argued, crossing her arms.
"I'll tell you later." I said, maybe by the time 'later' comes around, I'll have already been able to tell mom, who would be the best at this.
She gave me a questioning look that said 'I don't believe you'. "I will." I assured her, and she finally gave in. Just in time too, because my dad walked in.
"What's up girls?" He asked, beginning to sift through the fridge; looking for something to eat.
"Nothing. I just got off the phone with Sam." I lied, I didn't have many friends that he didn't know, so it was best to use a friend he had never heard of, because if I said one he knew, he'd ask questions about their vacation which would lead to even more problems.
"Whose Sam?" He inquired, pouring himself a glass of water.
"A guy that goes to my school. We're lab partners for this science project that we have and he and I were talking about who would do what. No big deal." I said, trying to slowly inch my way out of the kitchen.
"I see, what's this lab about? Maybe I can help." He suggested. He always tried to help, but once he was involved he wouldn't leave you alone until he thought that it was perfect.
"Nah, it's okay. We just were talking about our progress. He hasn't done that much either, that's all we were checking."
"Whatever you say, but if you want help, don't be afraid to ask." That's what he always says, but I'm not really sure he means it. Sure, he doesn't mind to help with homework. But if you were to ask him to help you with anything that doesn't have an answer spelled out in scrabble tiles, he backs off. He doesn't like to deal with stuff unless he's completely sure that it will work out and that there is a definite answer.
That's one thing that's good about my mom. She doesn't stop until she can solve the problem, not matter how hard, complicated, or stressful it is. Once she starts, she must finish it. That doesn't mean that she doesn't try to avoid the problems first though.
"I know." I say, pasting a fake smile onto my face. "Well, I'm going to go and watch some TV."
I walked over to my computer, not quite sure what I want to do with myself. Part of me wants to check my email to see if my other dad emailed me, but I doubt he'd email me that fast.
Izzy isn't home yet, so I can't quite tell her anything. While avoiding my dad and Layla is the best thing to do temporarily, it's killing me not to talk to anyone. I need peace. Peace. Peace.
I collapsed onto my bed. There isn't anything else to do, so I fall asleep. Sadly enough, it's not a dreamless sleep.
"I hate the heat." Someone with onyx black hair said, sitting down underneath a large oak tree.
"You would." The girl who was already underneath the tree said, she had golden blonde hair tied back into a ponytail and was staring at what looked like a laptop.
"You're judgmental today." He said while leaning against the trunk of the tree had let out a large sigh.
"Never said I wasn't." She said, not bothering to look up from the computer.
Haven't you seen everything on that thing already?" He asked.
"Not even close." She replied, while typing something in.
He rolled his eyes, "You need to relax, Annabeth. No matter how much you stare at that laptop, my 16th birthday will come, and I will have to face Kronos and decide the fate of the world."
"It sounds like your giving up already." She said, pursing her lips. "Which is why I need to look at this laptop, because then when your life is hanging by a thread, something in the laptop might just save you."
"We'll see." He said, "I still have a month."
"Okay, but who said yesterday that two years ago felt like a week." She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Me." He mumbled.
"Exactly." She said, finally looking up from her laptop. "Let's go get a snack."
"What?" He asked, "I just sat down."
"Well, get over it. When you're down, you get back up."
"But not when you're relaxing with your best friend underneath a tree."
"No, but when you're coming with your best friend to get a snack." She said, as she held out her hand. He took it, and hoisted himself up.
"You owe me." He said.
"We'll see." She said, flashing him a winning smile. Somehow, she always managed to win…
"Ally! Wake up." Someone said harshly and began to shake me, and I looked up to find the same girl in the dream, only 15 years older. That was my mom, and the other person must have been Percy. They looked so happy despite everything that they were going through, I almost feel bad that things didn't turn out so well.
"Ugh." I said intelligently. "Mom…? What's wrong?" I asked.
"My diary was out…" She began. Crap, I forgot to put it away.
"About that…" I said, now might be a good time to ask her those questions…
"How much did you read?" She said; her grey eyes full of concern and nervousness.
"Some of it." I said.
"How much is 'some'?"
"Enough to know that dad isn't my dad and that my grandfather and grandmother are gods."
Cliffhanger, I know, but I couldn't help myself. Some habits never break.
Hey guys… how's it been over the past few weeks *hides behind a wall*? In my defense, I've been quite busy. Betweens tests, nephews, friends, and all that jazz, I really haven't had time to update. Plus, I had a little bit of one-shotitis, a very serious disease where all you can write are one-shots. The only reason I can update now is because my school closed for three days because of Swine Flu *squeals in delight*. Anyways, I'm sorry. The summer is coming up, and after mid-July, updates should be quite frequent.
Also, this chapter's song is called Restless Heart Syndrome by Green Day purely because that's what I was listening to like crazy when I wrote this.
Thanks for the reviews for the last chapter guys! Please review this chapter; reviews only make updates go faster. Reviews = Love.
Till next time,
ShadowPalace