Me: Thanks for the quick reviews! I got six so this one will be kind of long!
Finn: I hope I got some interesting ones!
Me: It's not even you getting the letter, it's your OC.
Finn: … So the story Me gets the letters, not me me?
Me: Exactly.
Finn: I don't even know what I said.
Letters to the DHI: Chapter 2
Kat POV
"ERGO!" I yelled, lashing Philby to his bed.
"I don't want to answer mail!"
"ANSWER IT!" I left the only letter he got on the windowsill and ran away, after saying "Ergo" again and releasing him. For the non-Percy Jackson fans, I think it is Greek for something. For Percy Jackson fans, Crusty said it in the Water Bed Palace or whatever. You know what it does.
Philby POV
Only one letter? I don't feel loved. I bet Finn got more, crazy fangirls. Hopefully no boys. Agh, I'm turning into a homphobe. Homophobes are bad. I opened the first one.
Dear Philby,
Do you love Willa? Have you ever considered becoming leader to the DHIs? Overthrowing power and all that.
Peace and Caramel,
Alexis
Why is every letter I've ever received about me dating Willa?
Dear Alexis,
I am NOT dating Willa, nor will I ever, maybe in fanfics, but in real life, very much no. I have considered becoming leader, but I never wanted to be controlling of the people, I'm not exactly street-smart like Finn or the others. Maybe a bit more book-smart.
Love,
Philby
Charlene POV
I opened my door only to be attacked by none other than our mailman. Or woman.
"Mail!" Kat yelled, throwing a bundle of letters at me, whacking me in the face with them before skipping down the hall. I growled and rubbed my sore face. I picked up the scattered mail and sat down to write, wondering what creepy ones I would see, or hate ones. Answer all of them, Kat said. I sighed and read the first one.
Hey Charlene,
I'm hot and free. And you're hot and free. Pick you up Saturday at 8:00.
-James (Your Future Boyfriend)
I had gotten letters like these before, and I knew somewhat how to handle creepy ones like 'I'm watching you' or the weirder one, 'I can feel you breathing'.
Dear James,
You probably don't even know where I live. And if you're so hot, where's a picture?
What? He could look like Johny Depp or something!
And I have a thousand requests pending, including one for marriage, so I will consider your offer nicely.
Love,
Charlene
I opened the next one… from Olympus? I excitedly opened it to see one of the few hate mail I have received.
Dear Charlene,
WHY ARE YOU SUCH A CRYBABY? I MEAN REALLY!
Peace from Olympus,
Artemis
Artemis was probably jealous that I was allowed to date, and didn't have to despise boys wherever I went. I, unfortunately, was obliged to write back.
Dear Artemis,
I really appreciate your support! I enjoy hearing from fans because they make us Keepers keep doing what we do. Thanks for being there for me, Artemis!
Sarcastically Yours,
Charlene
Willa POV
Even though Kat had already come by with the creepy letter from Bret, who she tases, she returned with more.
"Two more?" I asked exasperatedly. She nodded.
"Yup. And when you're done, come downstairs, there's a letter addressed to all of you. LATER!" then she was gone. Like magic almost.
Dear Willa,
Do you ever get jealous of people? If so please tell me who.
Best Wishes,
Lex
I smiled. A nice fan! Not many people know a lot about the girls, maybe Charlene, and also Finn gets recognition. I don't get recognized a lot, which is good, and bad.
Dear Lex,
I do get jealous of people, it's part of human nature I suppose. I get jealous of every girl who is pretty and smart and everything that anyone could ever want and insist they are none of the previous things. It's like they can't accept they're perfect. Also, Charlene is included in the description. Thanks for writing!
Peace In the World,
Willa
I set it on the desk and Bill Gates took it away, to Lex's house. I don't know how he knew where Lex lived, or that he could read the address stamp, but I did know I wanted an owl GPS. I'd never get lost again.
Dear Willa,
Your signature makes you sound like a hipipie. Are you a hippie? Do you wear tyedye clothing and weird glasses? Do you do your homework… ON THE TOILET? (inside joke w/ my friend)
Having fun creeping you out,
J
Umm.
Dear J,
I am not a hippie, I just believe in spreading peace, and violence is not the answer. I don't wear tyedye clothes, I don't even know how to tyedye, or the strange dark Harry Potter glasses. Who does their homework on the toilet? I don't even think hippies go that far.
Peace In the World,
Willa
I quickly ran downstairs to see all the Keepers, except Jez and Amanda, sitting in the living room, Kat in the Chair of Awesome. The chair is the huge fluffy recliner that massages and has a heater as well. And a cupholder. She usually slept in it when she was her, but when she wasn't it was like Sparta to see who got to the chair first. No, I'm not exaggerating.
Kat POV
"This is a letter addressed to all of you guys, so ANSWER TRUTHFULLY. Maybeck…" Maybeck was known for his ability to lie, but when I was around, I knew exactly who took the cookies from the cookie jar.
Dear All the Keepers,
What's the like lowest grade you've like ever gotten on well like your report card and separate?
Cool Like That,
Purplegurl
"Philby, you go first," Finn said.
"Lowest grade I got was a seventy on a surprise Latin test."
"Ooh, I bet your mom got so mad…" Maybeck said sarcastically.
"She would've, but I did three extra-credit assignments to replace it," Philby chuckled, like he was telling a funny story. I know one person who woujld be proud to get a seventy and put it in his memory box, Maybeck.
"My lowest grade was sixty-eight, I didn't do the back problems correctly," Finn admitted.
"My lowest was a seventy-three, I barely passed a history test," Charlene said.
"My lowest was a sixty-four. I failed an oral presentation in Spanish," Willa said.
"What was yours, Kat?" Maybeck asked.
"It says the Keepers. Am I a Keeper? No. But Maybeck is and he hasn't gone yet. Go on, Beck Beck," I said. I called him 'Beck Beck' because it annoyed him and it was fun to say. Like a parrot-word or something.
"My lowest was a… fifty-two… I… didn't show up to class…. For a week…"
"You skipped class?" I asked. He nodded.
"And didn't do the makeup work?" He nodded again. I snorted.
"I think PurpleGurl got her answer. Now go eat some cookies!" I said. Philby had made some cookies earlier and they were still warm. Before I ate them, they were.
"Hey!"
"Where are they?"
"They were just…?"
"Did Kat…?"
"Bye guys!" I said, eating on of the cookies and disappearing.
Finn: You stole Philby's cookies?
Me: Peanut Butter Cookies. GOOD STUFF.
Finn: What a…
Me: SHH! I'm taking a test.
Finn: But we're at home.
Me: SHH! I'm sleeping.
Finn: No you're…
Read and Review? Still accepting letters for the next update! Which is soon. And if you made peanut butter cookies, expect them to be gone soon. And how do I know where you are? The Owl GPS, courtesy of Willa and Bill Gates. The owl. Not the person.