Okay…does this story cuss? YES! But one, its rated like K+ and two, they are fourteen. I'm thirteen and I cuss, so…yeah. Anyways, here's chapter 4.
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PS- Thalia is back from the hunt for a while…DON DON DON!
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Mori's POV
I knock on the door of the Zeus cabin, nervous. After checking on Veda, Nico had told me Annabeth and a few other girls were working on the wedding plans in the Zeus cabin with Thalia.
The door opens and I come face to face with Stella, who grins and attacks me in a hug, pulling me inside and slamming the door. I end up surrounded my girls: Stella, Carrie, Drew, Zena, Marissa, Kennady, and, of course, Annabeth. Tears form in my eyes and I lower my head. Man, why am I crying so much lately? …damn PMS…
"What's wrong?" Carrie asks, worried.
I shake my head. "Nothing. I've missed you guys,"
They all smile.
"So you're Mori?" a voice says.
I turn around. A girl, sixteen, wearing black jeans and a black tee with a silver jacket stands behind me. Her hair is black and spiky and her eyes are electric blue. I nod. "You're Thalia?"
She smiles and says "Yup," She pops the P.
I glance down at my I ran with scissors and lived! t-shirt and black skinny jeans. My combat boots have my dagger in a slot and dirt caked into the bottom. My hair is newly washed, thrown back into a wet braid.
I nod. "So…you're getting married?" I ask Annabeth.
She nods, excited. "He proposed last month!"
I look at her hand. I beautiful gray gem lies on a twisted band. I whistle. "Damn, girl!" I drag out damn, like preppy girls do and they laugh. We end up sitting on different beds, spread out around the Zeus cabin. I sit with my feet propped up against the wall over the dashboard.
Annabeth sighs. "So, Mori, you gonna stick around long enough for the wedding? I'm thinking bridesmaid…"
I shrug. "Me and Veda might be gone by then,"
An awkward silence settles. Finally, Stella huffs. "Wow. Just wow, Mori. You finally come back and all you can think about is leaving."
She stands up, chucking her backpack over her shoulder, slamming the door on her way out. I roll my eyes. Stella can be a real drama queen. Carrie and I roll our eyes and she tells me, "Ignore her."
I roll over, landing on my feet and push back my bangs. "I gotta go meet Veda anyway. Then I have to go see my brothers…I'm a little scared."
They all laugh as I walk out, heading to the beach. Veda is already there, tracing pictures in the sand. I sit next to her. After a second, I say, "I'm leaving after the wedding,"
She stops drawing and looks up, surprised. "Really?"
I nod. "Yeah. I don't belong here, Veda. I might try and find this girl Bliz. But…" I shake my head. This is harder than I thought it would be. "Veda, you know I love you. You're my sister. But if you want to stay, nothing is making you leave. I'm going. But I need you to know, if you do stay, I won't object…Might even visit you every now and then,"
She smiles slightly. "You're really leaving? But its awesome here!"
I shrug. "Its not the place for a forbidden teenage demigod girl who hates her father."
"What about Nico?" She says, louder.
I blink at her. "I don't know, Veda,"
She stands up, angry. "You're such an idiot!" She explodes. "You have everything! Friends, family, a boyfriend! You're selfish! You keep talking about leaving here, the best place ever, and this is the best place I've seen in my life! Gods, your such a little brat!"
I blink at her again, shocked. "Excuse me?" I explode. "You freaking know why I left! I've taken care of you for a year and you have the nerve to call me selfish?"
She rolls her eyes, storming off. I stomp my foot. AH! Gods, sometimes I just wanna…
"Well that was…" I spin around to see Nico standing behind me. I plop down on the sand, hard, and put my face in my hands. I hear him sit next to me. "You okay?"
I shake my head. "What the hell do you think, Nico? I lost my boyfriend, was a street rat for a year, found out he wasn't dead, got in a freaking fight with my sister, and lost most of my life. Yeah, I'm just peachy,"
He sighs, putting an arm around me. I don't object. "I'm really sorry, Mori,"
And I know he means it.
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