For all of u who don't get updates this is just a warning that I'm changing the story pic back to the raven with the word Nevermore written in it.
U can still send any ideas or suggestions u have
Hair: short, pixie-cut,black
Gender: girl
Eyes: green
Skin tone: medium-dark
Persona: Nerdy,energetic,crazy,obsessive,organized, artistic, creative, anything but introverted.
Interests: Foreign languages, different cultures, music, computers, anime, and history.
Dislikes: Stuck up brats, freeloaders, anything she can't take apart, and raisins.
Skills: acting, public speaking, math, and skating.
Backstory: Transferred to New York form Canada. Her Mom is Japanese, and her Dad is European.
A few days pre chapter 9
"GAWWW!" she yelled in frustration at the lock she had been trying to open. She spun the little red dial past the zero three times. "Okay… Thirteen…thirty-two…nine!" She tugged on the stubborn lock that still refused to open.
"You know if you want to keep people from breaking into your locker you might not want to say your combo out loud."
She jumped. "HOLY FUDGE MUFFINS!" she turned and took a swing at her friend. He dodged it easily and started laughing.
"You scared the living daylights outta me!"
"Fudge muffins?" he teased. "Why don't you just say crap like a normal person?"
"Shut up I am normal! Well, in relation to anyone else..."
He shrugged. "I guess, but admit it, Naida, even I'm not as crazy as you." He stood there watching her struggle. "Do you need help with that?"
She didn't respond, instead glaring intensely at the tiny numbers. "VICTORY!" She held the lock above her head like the scalp of a defeated warrior.
Percy started to laugh again. "See what I mean?" Naida rolled her eyes.
"Just because I spin around on my swivel chair and ram into walls, and I laugh hysterically for no apparent reason, and think that clouds look like aquariums that have blown up, and just because I think that calculators are epic – where was I going with this again?"
She unloaded her cargo into the empty locker, grabbed her books, and then the two of them started off to their first hour.
Time skip! Lunch
Naida sat there in the back corner of the cafeteria, picking up and dropping her chicken patty, watching it bounce. Crumbs scattered every which way. She repeated this process, becoming very bored very fast.
"Are you going to eat that? Ya know the chicken's already dead."
Naida shrugged. "It's not chicken; it's something, but not just poultry. See? It bounces."
Percy was trying to understand his new friend's thought pattern, but she still confused him.
"What do you mean?"
"This bounces higher than pure chicken."
"Wait so you know how high a chicken bounces?" He regretted his question almost immediately.
"I did it at home ounce. Then when I dropped the chicken from three inches it only bounced about a centimeter, this is about 5 centimeters."
Percy put his hand to his face in dismay. She finished brushing the crumbs off of her faded jeans.
"Find the declension of each noun and decline it into first, second, and third person singular and plural," Percy struggled to read aloud. There was a short pause; his eye began to twitch as he stared at the paper. "You're kidding me!" He slammed his head onto the table.
"I can help you if you want." Naida offered. She leaned over the table and pointed the noun in question. "Okay so Agricola, is a first declension noun, because it ends in –a, –ae, so from then all you have to do is drop the genitive singular and add the first declension endings."
Percy looked at her for a moment.
"Screw it." He shut the book. "Can you help me with math instead?''
"Sure, but I suck at that too."
"Can't be worse than me."
The two of them hit the textbook. They studied in peace, but that could only last for so long.
"'Sup Jackson?"
Naida and Percy locked eyes.
"Studying with your little girlfriend?"
Rider and his group of heathens had crowed around the table. The goons were smiling like they had anticipated a show.
I will not attack mortals.
I will not attack mortals no matter how much they deserve it.
I will not destroy them to see the look on their face as they worship me as their new leader.
He tried to think of other happy thoughts while they taunted him. Naida, however, rolled her eyes.
"Of course, Rider, what does it look like?" she said in her most innocent, sarcastically sweet voice. She purposely scuttled closer to Percy to the point that he could feel her leg pressed up against his. Rider and his gang were actually taken back by the unexpected response. Unfortunately, even with their small, primitive brains, somehow managed to recover and they started to laugh.
"Awww," Rider mocked. "Isn't that just adorable?"
Naida giggled with them. "You're the one to talk, seeing that no one of the opposite gender seems to care for you. Is it lonely being, what was that meme? Forever alone?"
Percy stared at her in shock. Naida had never been that harsh before. Sure, he thought that Rider deserved worse, but Percy kept all that in his head.
Rider shrugged off her comment and took a step closer to Naida, who still seemed unafraid.
"If you don't wanna get hurt you better stop screwin' with me b-"
Naida didn't even give him a chance to finish his sentence. She stuck up her index finger to shush him.
"Carpe diem, cana"*
Percy prayed to Zeus that Rider was in Spanish, because Percy knew he wasn't afraid to hit a girl.
She didn't even give him a chance to retort; instead, she picked up her tray and walked off, dragging Percy behind her.
When they had made it to an empty table on the other side of the cafeteria, Naida broke out in hysterical laughter.
"How long do you think it'll take them to figure that one out?"
Percy couldn't do anything but laugh with her. She was one of the craziest people he'd ever met, and that was really saying something.
*{ carpe diem= size the day in Latin, it's like a classier version of yolo [cuz you obviously love owls] cana = feminine version of dog. ;) }
This is more of a character intro, I had 2 break it up or else it would be wayyyyy to long. Don't worry, next chap will be fun. ;)