DISCLAIMER: I don't own Percy Jackson
AN: I don't think I told you this Everyone is 18
"I Accidentally Vaporize My Pre-algebra Teacher"
"How do you accidentally vaporize someone?" Nico asked, "I would like to know."
"I am sure I will tell you," Percy said
Percy looked around at all of the curious faces but then noticed Athena's horror-struck face.
"What?" Percy asked
"You vaporized a teacher!" Athena exclaimed.
"She was a monster, chill out," Percy said
Annabeth eyes widened.
"Percy, can I talk to you in private?" Annabeth asked
"Sure," Percy said
They walked over to a corner a little ways away from everybody else.
"Percy you can't talk to gods and goddesses like that, it's going to get you killed!" Annabeth exclaimed
"I'll be fine, wise girl. I have survived six years sassing the gods without dying." Percy reasoned
"Yeah, out of sheer dumb luck!" Annabeth yelled. Everyone looked at them.
"Why, don't you finish your argument in front of all of us. That way we can make sure you guys don't kill each other." Chiron said
"Fine," Annabeth said and walked over to the middle of the room with Percy.
"Annabeth, I'll be fine," Percy said
"Yeah, keep telling yourself that," Annabeth said
"Oh, my Gods, what did I just say," Percy said
"I have survived six years sassing the gods without dying." Annabeth mimicked " Percy, one of these days sassing the gods is going to get you killed. So I'm telling you now to stop sassing the gods so that you don't get killed." Annabeth said making it clear that the conversation was over.
"SPIDER!" Percy yelled. Annabeth jumped into Percy's arms.
"Where!" Annabeth yelled
"There is no spider, wise girl. I just said that because you said to stop sassing the gods." Percy said. Annabeth jumped down from Percy's arms and punched him in the gut. Percy bent over and clutched his stomach.
"Fight, Fight, Fight!" Ares chanted but instead, Annabeth walked back over to her spot on the couch and sat down and Percy did the same.
"I am going to start reading before we have any more arguments," Chiron said
"I Accidentally Vaporize My Pre-algebra Teacher. Look I didn't want to be a half-blood. If you're reading this because you think you might be one, my advice is: close this book right now. Believe whatever lie you're mom or dad told you about your birth and try to lead a normal life."
"That's good advice, Percy," Beckendorf said. Everybody agreed with him except for Luke, who looked bored out of his mind.
"Thanks, Beckendorf." Percy said
"Being a half-blood is dangerous. It's scary. Most of the time, it gets you killed in painful, nasty ways."
"True," Thalia said and shuttered at the thought of her death. The gods all shared glances.
"If you're a normal kid reading this because you think it's fiction, great. Read on. I envy you for being able to believe that none of this ever happened. But if you recognize yourself in these pages - if you feel something stirring inside - stop reading immediately. You might be one of us. And once you know that, it's only a matter of time before they sense it too, and they'll come for you.
"That's good advice as well," Chris said
"Don't say I didn't warn you."
"You warned me," Will said
"My name is Percy Jackson. I am twelve years old. Until a few months ago, I was a boarding student at Yancy Academy, a private school for troubled kids in upstate New York. Am I a troubled kid? Yeah. You could say that."
Some people laughed at the thought of Percy being a troubled kid, he was way more than troubled.
"I could start at any point in my short miserable life to prove it, but things really started going bad last May, when our sixth-grade class took a field trip to Manhattan -."
"You thought your life was miserable?" Sally said horrified at the answer.
"Yeah, Everyone bullied me, Gabe abused me-." Poseidon cut Percy off.
"Who is Gabe?" Poseidon asked fuming
"My old stepfather," Percy muttered
"And why did your mom marry him?" Poseidon asked Percy
"I am sure he will tell you in the book," Sally told Poseidon
"Continue reading," Poseidon told Chiron
"Twenty-eight mental-case kids and two teachers on a yellow school bus, heading to the Metropolitan Museum of Art to look at ancient Greek and Roman stuff."
"Sounds amazing." Athena gushed
"For you," Percy said
Annabeth locked eyes with Percy and narrowed her eyes. Percy mouthed sorry and shrugged his shoulders.
"I know - it sounds like torture. Most Yancy field trips were. But Mr. Brunner, our Latin teacher, was leading this trip, so I had hopes."
Percy smiled at Chiron.
"Mr. Brunner was this middle-aged guy in a motorized wheelchair. He had thinning hair and a scruffy bread and a frayed tweed jacket, which always smelled like coffee. You wouldn't think he'd be cool, but he told stories and jokes and let us play games in class. He also had this awesome collection of Roman armor and weapons, so he was the only teacher whose class didn't put me to sleep."
"Thank you, Mr. Jackson, for not falling asleep in my class." Chiron chuckled
"You're welcome." Percy grinned
"I hoped the trip would be okay. At least, I hoped that for once I wouldn't get in trouble. Boy, was I wrong. See, bad things happen to me on field trips. Like at my fifth-grade school, when we went to the Saratoga Battlefield, I had this accident with a Revalotion War cannon. I wasn't aiming for the school bus but of course I got expelled anyway."
"What exactly were you aiming for?" Luke asked. Everyone looked at him, it had been the first time he had talked since they had started reading.
"I think, somewhere in the field," Percy responded
"And before that, at my fourth-grade school, when we took a behind-the-scenes tour of the Marine World shark pool, I sort of hit the wrong lever on the catwalk and our class took an unplanned swim. And the time before that... Well, you get the idea."
"Tell us more about this," Conner said
"Later," Percy said
"This trip, I was determined to be good. All the way into the city, I had to put up with Nancy Bobofit, the freckly, redheaded kleptomaniac girl, hitting my best friend Grover in the back of the head with chunks of peanut butter-and-ketchup sandwich.
"I never liked Miss. Bobofit." Chiron said with a disgusted face.
"Me either." Grover agreed
"Grover was an easy target. He was scrawny. He cried when he got frustrated. He must've been held back several grades, because he was the only sixth grader with acne and a start of a wispy beard on his chin. On top of all of that, he was crippled."
"You're my son's protector?" Poseidon questioned
"Yes, sir," Grover said proudly
"Oh, no," Posiedon muttered
"He had a note excusing him from PE for the rest of his life because he had some muscular disease in his legs. He walked funny, like every step hurt him, but don't let that fool you. You should've seen him run on enchilada day in the cafeteria."
"Grover, are you trying to blow your cover?" Luke smirked
"Are you actually listening? I thought you didn't care about this enough to listen." Annabeth retorted
Luke's smirk turned to a scowl.
"Anyway, Nancy Bobofit was throwing wads of sandwich that stuck in his curly brown hair, and she knew I couldn't do anything back to her because I was already on probation."
"You were on probation!" Sally yelled at her son
"It was for something stupid, Mom" Percy said
"We will talk later," Sally said
"The headmaster threatened me with death by in-school suspension if anything bad, embarrassing, or even mildly entertaining happened on this trip. "I'm going to kill her," I mumbled. Grover tried to calm me down. "It's okay. I like peanut butter." He dodged another piece of Nancy's lunch. "That's it." I started to get up but Grover pulled me back to my seat. "You're already on probation." he reminded me. "You know who'll get blamed if anything happens." Looking back on it, I wish I'd decked Nancy Bobofit right then and there."
"If I was there I would have decked her right then and there," Annabeth said cracking her knuckles. Nobody messes with her friends.
"In-school suspension would've been nothing compared to the mess I was about to get myself into. led the museum tour. He rode up front in his wheelchair, guiding us through the big echoey galleries, past marble statues and glass cases full of really old black-and-orange pottery. It blew my mind that this stuff survived for two thousand, three thousand years."
"Of course it did. It survived because it was given the proper care it needed." Artemis said
"He gathered us around a thirteen-foot-all stone column with a big sphinx on the top, and started telling us how it was a grave marker, a stele, for a girl about our age. He told us about the carvings on the sides. I was trying to listen to what he had to say, because it was kind of interesting, and every time I told them to shut up, the other teacher chaperone, would give me the evil eye."
"Mrs. Dodds does not sound like a good teacher," Sally said with a worried look on her face. Was this the kind of education her son was getting? Maybe this was why he was so dumb.
"Mrs. Dodds was this little math teacher from Georgia who always wore a black leather jacket, even though she was fifty years old. She looked mean enough to ride a Harley right into your locker. She had come to Yancy halfway through the year, when our last math teacher had a nervous breakdown."
"Yeah, 'a nervous breakdown'," Percy muttered
"From her first day, Mrs. Dodds loved Nancy Bobofit and figured I was devil spawn. She would point her crooked finger at me and say, "Now, honey," real sweet, and I knew I was going to get after-school detention for a month. One time, after she made me erase answers out of old math workbooks until midnight, I told Grover I didn't think Mrs. Dodds was human. He looked at me real serious, and said, "You're absolutely right.""
"Again, Grover are you trying to get your cover blown?" Luke asked
"Again, are you actually listening?" Annabeth asked
"Mr. Brunner kept talking about Greek funeral art. Finally, Nancy Bobofit snickered something about the naked guy on the stele, and I turned around and said, "Will you shut up?" It came out a little louder than I meant it to."
"Of course it did." Thalia laughed
" The whole group laughed. Mr. Brunner stopped his story. "Mr. Jackson," he said, "did you have a comment?" My face was totally red."
"It was red." Chiron chuckled
"I said, "No, sir." Mr. Brunner pointed to one of the pictures on the stele. "Perhaps you'll tell us what this picture represents?" I looked at the carvings, and felt a flush of relief, because I actually recognized it. "That's Kronos eating his kids, right?"
The big three groaned.
"It's always that one." Hades groaned
"Sorry, Lord Hades." Chiron lowered his head
"Yes," Mr. Brunner said, obviously not satisfied. "And he did this because..." "Well..." I racked my brain to remember "Kronos was the king god, and-"
"GOD!" Zeus thundered
"It is okay lord Zeus I corrected this error," Chiron said calming Zeus down just a little bit.
"God?" Mr. Brunner asked. "Titan," I corrected myself " And... he didn't trust his kids, who were the gods. So, um, Kronos ate them, right? But his wife hid baby Zeus, and gave him a rock to eat instead. And later, when Zeus grew up, he tricked his dad, Kronos, into barfing up his brothers and sisters-" "Eeew!" said one of the girls behind me."
"Exactly," Aphrodite said with a disgusted face. "I can't even explain how gross it was!"
"Good," Annabeth said
"What happened to 'don't sass the gods'?" Percy said with a grin
Annabeth just rolled her eyes and said "I guess you're rubbing off on me."
"-and so there was this big fight between the gods and the Titans," I continued, "and the gods won."
"Damn, right we won!" Ares said
Percy, Grover, and Thalia burst out laughing, and Percy mouthed "Dam,".
Everyone shot them confused looks but said nothing.
"Some snickers from the group. Behind me, Nancy Bobofit mumbled to a friend, "Like we're going to use this in real life. Like it's going to say on our job applications, 'Please explain why Kronos ate his kids.'" "And why, Mr. Jackson," Brunner said, "to paraphrase Miss Bobofit's excellent question, does this matter in real life?"
"It matters because if I don't have Annabeth with me who knows all this stuff, I would be dead," Percy told everyone
"Okay, that works," Chiron said
"Busted," Grover muttered. "Shut up," Nancy hissed, her face even brighter red than her hair. At least Nancy got packed, too. Mr. Brunner was the only one who ever caught her saying anything wrong. He had radar ears. I thought about his question, and shrugged. "I don't know, sir."
"Of course, he doesn't know," Athena mumbled
"I see." Mr. Brunner looked disappointed. "Well, half credit, Mr. Jackson. Zeus did indeed feed Kronos a mixture of mustard and wine, which made him disgorge his other five children, who, of course, being immortal gods, had been living and growing up completely undigested in the Titan's stomach. The gods defeated their father, sliced him to pieces with his own scythe, and scattered his remains into Tartarus the darkest part of the Underworld."
Annabeth shuddered. Percy mouthed "You, okay?" Annabeth just nodded.
"On that happy note, it's time for lunch. Mrs Dodds, would you lead us back outside?" The class drifted off the girls holding their stomachs, the guys pushing each other around and acting like doofuses."
"Of course, they were, guys are doofuses," Artemis said
"Not all guys are doofuses," Thalia said and gestured toward Percy
"Grover and I were about to follow when Mr. Brunner said, "Mr. Jackson." I knew that was coming. I told Grover to keep going. Then I turned toward Mr. Brunner. "Sir?" Mr. Brunner had this look that wouldn't let you go- intense brown eyes that could've been a thousand years old and had seen everything."
"I almost have seen everything," Chiron said to no one in particular
"You must learn the answer to my question," Mr. Brunner told me. "About the Titans?" "About real life. And how your studies apply to it." "Oh." "What you learn from me," he said "is vitally important. I expect you to treat it as such. I will accept only the best from you, Percy Jackson." I wanted to get angry, this guy pushed me so hard."
"I am so sorry, Percy," Chiron said ashamed
"It's okay Chiron you were just trying to help me," Percy said
"I mean, sure, it was kind of cool on tournament days, when he dressed up in a suit of Roman armor and shouted: "What ho!" and challenged us, sword-point against chalk, to run to the board and name every Greek and Roman person who had ever lived, and their mother, and what God they worshiped. But Mr. Brunner expected me to be as good as everybody else, despite the fact that I have dyslexia and attention deficit disorder and I had never made above a C- in my life. no- he didn't expect me to be as good; he expected me to be better. And I just couldn't learn all those names and facts, much less spell them correctly."
Chiron opened his mouth but Percy cut him off. "It's okay, Chiron it really is," Percy said
"I mumbled something about trying harder, while Mr. Brunner took one long sad look at the stele, like he'd been at this girl's funeral. He told me to go outside and eat my lunch."
"Speaking of lunch when can we have lunch?" Percy asked, "My stomach is grumbling."
"How about after this chapter," Zeus said
"The class gathered on the front steps of the museum, where we could watch the foot traffic along 5th Avenue. Overhead, a huge storm was brewing, with clouds blacker than I'd ever seen over the city. I figured maybe it was global warming or something, because the weather all across New York state had been weird since Christmas. We'd had massive snow storms, flooding, wildfires from lightning strikes. I wouldn't have been surprised if this was a hurricane blowing in."
"That sounds like our doing," Demeter said and pointed a finger at everyone except herself
"Excuse you! It's your doing too! We all made Zeus and Poseidon mad! It is your fault and everybody else's fault too, even mine!" Athena was now standing up and pointing a finger at Demeter.
"SHUT UP!" Percy yelled all the noise stopped.
"Let's keep reading before anything else happens?" Beckendorf suggested.
"Nobody else seemed to notice. Some of the guys were pelting pigeons with Lunchable crackers. Nancy Bobofit was trying to pickpocket something from a lady's purse, and, of course, Mrs. Dodds wasn't seeing a thing."
"Of course, she wasn't," Will muttered under his breath
"Grover and I sat on the edge of the fountain, away from the others. We thought that maybe if we did that, everybody wouldn't know we were from that school- the school for loser freaks who couldn't make it elsewhere."
"You are not a freak," Tyson said and patted Percy on the back so hard Percy leaned forward.
"Detention?" Grover asked. "Nah," I said. "Not from Brunner. I just wish he'd lay off me sometimes. I mean- I'm not a genius."
"Clearly," Athena muttered.
"Grover didn't say anything for a while. Then, when I thought he was going to give me some deep philosophical comment to make me feel better, he said, "Can I have your apple?" I didn't have much of an appetite, so I let him take it."
"Oops," Grover said sheepishly
"It's okay," Percy patted Grover on the back.
"I watched the stream of cabs going down Fifth Avenue, and thought about my mom's apartment, only a little ways Uptown from where we sat. I hadn't seen her since Christmas. I wanted so bad to jump in a taxi and head home. She'd hug me and be glad to see me, but then she'd be disappointed, too. She'd send me back to Yancy, remind me that I had to try harder, even if this was my sixth School in six years and I was probably going to be kicked out again. I wouldn't be able to stand that sad look she'd give me."
"That is exactly how I would react," Sally said to her son. Gover shot up in his seat and said, "Would you like to sit here Sally?"
"Sure, Thank you, Grover," Sally said and sat next to Percy. Grover sat next to Annabeth.
"Mr. Brunner parked his wheelchair at the base of the handicapped ramp. He ate celery while he read a paperback novel. A red umbrella stuck up from the back of his chair, making it look like a motorized cafe table. I was about to unwrap my sandwich when Nancy Bobofit appeared in front of me with her ugly friends- I guess she'd gotten tired of stealing from the tourists - And dumped her half-eaten lunch in Grover's lap. "Oops." She grinned at me with her crooked teeth. Her freckles were orange, as if somebody had spray painted her face with liquid Cheetos."
"That girl needs an extreme makeover," Aphrodite said and scrunched up her face as if she was smelling something nasty.
"I tried to stay cool. The school counselor had told me a million times, "Count to 10, get control of your temper." But I was so mad my mind went blank. A wave roared in my ears. I don't remember touching her, but the next thing I knew, Nancy was sitting on her butt in the fountain, screaming, "Percy pushed me!" Mrs. Dodd's materialized next to us."
"Oh, no," Hades muttered he knew exactly who Mrs. Dodds was and it was not good.
"Some of the kids were whispering: "Did you see-" "-the water-" "-like it grabbed her-" I didn't know what they were talking about. All I knew was that I was in trouble again. As soon as Mrs. Dodds was sure poor little Nancy was okay, promising to get her a new shirt at the museum gift shop etc, etc. Mrs. Dodds turned on me. There was a triumphant fire in her eyes, as if I'd done something she'd been waiting for all semester. "Now, honey-" "I know," I grumbled. "A month erasing workbooks." That wasn't the right thing to say."
"Duh!" Annabeth said.
"Come with me," Mrs Dodds said. "Wait!" Grover yelped. "It was me. I pushed her." I stared at him, stunned. I couldn't believe he was trying to cover for me. Mrs Dodds scared Grover to death. She glared at him so hard his whiskery chin trembled."
"That was one of the most scariest days of my life," Grover said.
"I don't think so, Mr. Underwood," she said. "But-" "You- will- stay- here." Grover looked at me desperately. "It's okay, man," I told him. "Thanks for trying." " Honey," Mrs. Dodds barked at me. "Now." Nancy Bobofit smirked. I gave her my deluxe I'll-kill-you-later stare."
"I've gotten one of those before," Luke said
"Shut up. No one cares." Percy said
"Then I turned to face Mrs. Dodds, but she wasn't there. she was standing at the Museum entrance, way at the top of the steps, gesturing impatiently at me to come on. How'd she get there so fast? I have moments like that a lot, when my brain falls asleep or something, and then the next thing I know I've missed something, as if a puzzle piece fell out of the universe and left me staring at the blank place behind it. the school counselor told me this was part of my ADHD, my brain misinterpreting things. I wasn't so sure."
"Your gut is usually right," Annabeth said.
"Thanks," Percy said
"I went after Mrs. Dodds. Halfway up the steps, I glanced back at Grover. He was looking pale, cutting his eyes between me and Mr. Brunner, like he wanted Mr. Brunner to notice what was going on, but Mr. Brunner was absorbed in his novel."
That's a Kindly one." Poseidon said putting the pieces of the puzzle together." And you're just absorbed in your novel!"
"I was fully aware and ready to step in," Chiron said.
"I looked back up. Mrs Dodds had disappeared again. She was now inside the building at the end of the entrance hall. Okay, I thought. She's going to make me buy a new shirt for Nancy at the gift shop. But apparently, that wasn't the plan."
"Of course, that wasn't the plan," Poseidon said getting worried
"I followed her deeper into the museum. When I finally caught up to her, we were back in the Greek and Roman section. Except for us, the gallery was empty. "
"Oh no," Poseidon said and put an arm around Percy.
Zeus rolled his eyes.
"Mrs. Dodds stood with her arms crossed in front of a big marble frieze of the Greek gods. She was making this weird noise in her throat, like growling."
This just confirmed who Mrs. Dodds was. Thought Hades. He knew once this chapter was over he'd be the one hell not ruling over it.
"Even without the noise, I would have been nervous. It's weird being alone with the teacher, especially Mrs. Dodds. Something about the way she looked at the frieze, as if she wanted to pulverize it…"
Poseidon tightens an arm around Percy.
"You've been giving us problems, honey," she said. I did the safe thing. I said, " Yes, ma'am."
Grover and Annabeth looked at each other and then burst out singing For The First Time in Forever from Frozen
"Shut up," Percy said
Poseidon looked at Percy.
"What do they mean, son?" Poseidon asked afraid of the answer.
"They mean nothing," Percy said then glared at Grover and Annabeth.
"She tugged on the cuffs of her leather jacket. "Did you really think you would get away with it? The look in her eyes was beyond mad. It was evil. She's a teacher, I thought nervously. It's not like she's going to hurt me."
"Uhh, I don't know about that." Said Beckendorf
"I said, "I'll-I'll try harder, ma'am." Thunder shook the building.
"Zeus, are you involved in this?" questioned Poseidon.
Zeus stayed silent for truthfully he didn't know.
"We are not fools, Percy Jackson," Mrs. Dodds said. "It was only a matter of time before we found you out. Confess, and you will suffer less pain." I didn't know what she was talking about. All I could think of was that the teachers must've found the illegal stash of candy I'd been selling out of my dorm room. Or maybe they'd realized I got my essay on Tom Sawyer from the internet without ever reading the book and now they were going to take away my grade."
Hermes air high fived Percy.
"Or worse, they were going to make me read the book."
Athena gasped.
Percy rolled his eyes.
"Well?" she demanded. "Ma'am, I don't . . ." "Your time is up," she hissed, her eyes glowing like barbecue coals." Her fingers stretched, turning into talons. Her jacket melted into large, leathery wings. She wasn't human. She was a shriveled hag with bat wings and claws and a mouth full of yellow fangs, and she was about to slice me to ribbons. Then things got even stranger."
"Of course, they did. They always do." Thalia said
"Mr. Brunner, who'd been out in front of the museum a minute before, wheeled his chair into the doorway of the gallery, holding a pen in his hand. "What ho, Percy!" he shouted, and tossed the pen through the air. Mrs. Dodds lunged at me. With a yelp, I dodged and felt talons slash the air next to my ear. I snatched the ballpoint pen out of the air, but when it hit my hand, it wasn't a pen anymore. It was a sword-Mr. Brunner's bronze sword, which he always used on tournament day. "
"At least he has some protection, now," Posiden said to himself reassuringly.
"Mrs. Dodds spun toward me with a murderous look in her eyes. My knees were jelly. My hands were shaking so bad I almost dropped the sword. She snarled, "Die, honey!" And she flew straight at me. Absolute terror ran through my body. I did the only thing that came naturally: I swung the sword."
"If that came naturally to him, no wonder he beat your butt in a fight Ares." Luke said
Ares growled.
"The metal blade hit her shoulder and passed clean through her body as if she were made of water. Hisss! Mrs. Dodds was a sand castle in a power fan. She exploded into yellow powder, vaporized on the spot, leaving nothing but the smell of sulfur and a dying screech and a chill of evil in the air, as if those two glowing red eyes were still watching me. I was alone."
"Creepy," Selina said
"There was a ballpoint pen in my hand. Mr. Brunner wasn't there. Nobody was there but me. My hands were still trembling. My lunch must've been contaminated with magic mushrooms or something. Had I imagined the whole thing?"
"Far from imaging it," Grover said.
" I went back outside. It had started to rain. Grover was sitting by the fountain, a museum map tented over his head. Nancy Bobofit was still standing there, soaked from her swim in the fountain, grumbling to her ugly friends. When she saw me, she said, "I hope Mrs. Kerr whipped your butt." I said, "Who?" "Our teacher. Duh!" I blinked. We had no teacher named Mrs. Kerr. I asked Nancy what she was talking about. She just rolled her eyes and turned away. I asked Grover where Mrs. Dodds was. He said, "Who?" But he paused first, and he wouldn't look at me, so I thought he was messing with me. "Not funny, man," I told him. "This is serious."
"I'm sorry Percy. I had to." Grover said
"It's okay Grover. Just don't it again, I almost lost my mind." Percy said with a smile.
"Thunder boomed overhead. I saw Mr. Brunner sitting under his red umbrella, reading his book, as if he'd never moved. I went over to him. He looked up, a little distracted. "Ah, that would be my pen. Please bring your own writing utensil in the future, Mr. Jackson." I handed Mr. Brunner his pen. I hadn't even realized I was still holding it."
"What do you mean you didn't realize you were holding it?" Annabeth asked
"I mean I was pretty dazed after that and I guess it didn't cross my mind," Percy said
"Sir," I said, "where's Mrs. Dodds?" He stared at me blankly. "Who?" "The other chaperone. Mrs. Dodds. The pre-algebra teacher." He frowned and sat forward, looking mildly concerned. "Percy, there is no Mrs. Dodds on this trip. As far as I know, there has never been a Mrs. Dodds at Yancy Academy. Are you feeling all right?"
"That is the end of the chapter who would like to read next?" Chiron asked
"I guess, I can," Will said, taking the book from Chiron "The next chapter is called: Three Old Ladies Knit the Socks of Death"