When I fist started to write this fic, it was because I was challenging my older sisters. I honestly don't know if you'd care, but what ev's. Hope you like this! ( directed at anyone who will ever read this ) :P
Frank
After so many days of being late, it was nice to be early, even if it seemed that a tumbleweed would cross the hallway at any minute. It was, in actual fact, a little chilly inside the school. Being early felt… wrong. I turn to walk back outside, stepping on something that made a gross thuuuuuuck sound. I hold my left foot in my hand, leaning on the wall for support. "Ew!" I exclaim, seeing the disgusting chewed-up piece of gum that was stuck to my sole. I decided then to walk - hop because of the disgusting noise - to the bathroom. It was not going to be fun getting this off my shoe.
Jason
"You chickened out?!" I shout at Percy. He looks sheepish, but that didn't stop my sneer.
"It was the wrong house," Percy complained, "What was I supposed to do about it?"
I allow a look of cold fury to cross my face, before replying. "don't lie to me you ass"
Percy looked taken aback. I'd been swearing at him quite a bit lately, usually I kept that to myself. People thought I was mean, and I agree, I am a little. But if a stranger comes up to you, and just stands there gaping, would get pissed off? I'd been so caught up with this pointless thinking, that I hadn't heard what Percy was saying "…Gotta go wash my face. I smell like my grandma." And then Percy was off running.
"See ya latter man!" He yells at me, his shadow already a silhoutte. I hope he does realise that school is still a good ten minutes away, but then again, that kid could run.
Hazel
The wind blew softly, sending little shivers down my spine. Slowly, I made my way down to my locker. I was in no hurry for the day to start. My mind was still focused on the dream I had last night. It was about a kid named Leo. I know who he is, but I've never really paid much attention to him before. In my dream, he's building something. A fairly big machine ( about the size of a cooler ) was on a desk - presumably Leo's desk - at what seemed to be an orphanage. Even though I don't know much about Leo, I sure know he doesn't live at an orphanage. Orphanages don't provide you with public school - usually. I reach my locker and am not surprised to Annabeth at the locker to my right, piling books into her locker. "Hi" I say to her. " hi Hazel!" She says, lifting he foot up as she reaches to put in yet another book.