Thank gods that there is Pepsi Throwback and Coca-Cola. It keeps me awake and peppy after school. I love caffeine and sugar, and it mixed together it AWESOME! I also love reviews, so review as much as you can. Now, Chapter 5. It's Leo's POV. P.S. Do you know a weird food fact? I know that it takes 40 gallons of water to make a can of Coca-Cola. And that Coca-Cola sins and Diet Coke floats. Amazing, I am a walking book of random facts. Back on topic, READ! Read, peeps, read! That is what eyeballs are for.
-SAVE THE NARGLES
I sat down on the edge of the canoe lake. My feet were just brushing the water. No one was around the lake, as one, everyone stayed away from me, and two, a lot of people went to go see their family, as it was after the war. Annabeth and Percy are with their families, and so are a bunch of my cabin mates. Even the Stolls and Clairsse went to go see their parents, and they are year-rounders. So, in conclusion, Flaming Valdez, has no one to tell 'cheesy' jokes to, or to make metal contraptions with, or to climb the lava wall with(or they will climb and he will swim in he lava, it's like a hot tub to him.), or to prank. He was completely alone, unless he wanted to play whatever-it's-called with Mr. D and Chiron.
Jason went back to Camp Jupiter, even though he said he would visit and write. But he has not written anything yet, and it has been about a month since he left. I doubt that he will write. I have written to him, but he has not answered back, which frustrated me because he knows that I really hate writing, in English or Greek. I have to write in English because he only is good at Latin as a godly language. Still, hugely disrespectful to me, as I took the time and little patience I have to write that letter. Just to let you know, I wrote that letter 2 weeks ago. Would that be enough time to answer? I think so.
Piper went back to her dad's to spend time with him. She will be gone for the rest of the summer and it is a pretty good chance that she will be there for the school year. At least that is what she tells me. She has been I-Ming me about every three days, and writing letters too. That is really the only joy I get from another person. She seems annoyed about how Jason deserted us, and she will laugh at my corny jokes. She told me that Jason was all sappy when he explained to her that he was going back. At least I have someone who knows what I mean. But she had a broken smile, and I wanted to fix it so badly. It pained me to see what Gaea had done to her, and I think that she is pained to see how it affects me.
I started to make flames spiral down to my feet. Flames danced on the surface of the water, where my feet meet the water. It was amusing and cool, and it was something to waste my time. But then an angry nariad started scolding me from underwater. I thin she was cursing me pretty badly, from reading her lips and expression, so I got up and ran off. Everyone was dissing me, campers, monsters, dryads and now nariads. Why does the world hate Repair Boy?
I ran all the way to Bunker 9, where I was working on a new project. It was sort of a simple project, but I needed the correct parts and it would take me a while to put it together. I went into one of the rooms near the back, away from the main area. I found the room and then moved a wooden door that covered a tunnel. No one knew about it except for me. I crawled though it on my hands and knees, until I got to an opening. There, was my new project, and my one thing that will always be my own.
It was a car.
I got some tools out of my tool-belt and started fiddling with the engine. I was making the car out of spare car parts that were in Bunker 9 and in my cabin. There was a hole with a ladder that leads down to the tunnel system that was under camp. In was connected to Bunker 9 and my cabin, so I could get parts easily. I was almost done. I was fixing the engine, then I could put it together with the pieces I gathered, get the engine put in place, connect all the wiring, get tires and give it a paint job. But I needed to finish the engine. I could finish it in a matter of minutes and pop it into the car, but I was taking my time. I needed something to do alone, and this was the only thing I got.
I felt so alone, now that everyone was gone, or they stayed away as if I was on fire. I put on the radio and sat for a while, bouncing a ball on the wall. I wished that Piper was here. She was trying to avoid her dad while everyone was avoiding me, we could be avoided together. It would be less lonely. I heard the music change. What time was it? 7:17 PM. It would be 11:17 PM in California. She would be asleep by now. Dang.
Maybe I could talk to Percy. Nah, he was busy. His mother is having another child with his step-dad (Probably not going to happen, but I think she is young enough to have another child.). He seemed pretty happy, but Annabeth told me that he fainted on the spot when he found out. That is defiantly some that he would do.
I would talk to Annabeth, but she has her family to hang out with. She would understand. But again, she would be sleeping. Same with Frank and Hazel, both of them are good friends of mine, but they are not my first choice to talk to. The only people I can talk to are Jason and Piper. But Jason disappeared off the face of the earth and Piper is 2,500 miles away. I cannot take this for a while longer.
I pounded his fists against the wall. Why does no one like me? Why do I deserve this? Why did Gaea turn me into a monster? Why did the memories affect everyone else, not just me, who had it the worst?
I sank down onto the floor. I stared at the piece of junk that was the car. I knew what I had to do. Once that car was done, I would go to L.A. to see Piper. I had too. I needed to.
I walked back to the car. I started working fast again. This baby needs to get done soon, or else I would not get to Piper, now or never.
I think I am typing at the speed of light at this rate. Hope that typing fast does not give you a bad chappie. But I saw my stats, ad they are the best on the days I post. But tell me how I did. I hope I did good. Got the first bits of Liper in. Thank the Muses that I came up with this. See ya, peeps. And remember to review!
-SAVE THE NARGLES