Here's the first chapter:
Annabeth's POV:
I have a burden that most people can't even imagine. I am part of a mythological world, where gods and monsters exist. I didn't ask for it, it's just who I am. I am a half blood.
I didn’t always know I was a half-blood, also known as a demigod. At first, I thought I was a normal suburban girl with some serious issues. It all started in twelfth grade when Ace and I first met, on the first day of school. He was a new kid, and I guess I felt sorry for him. Especially because of his actual name, Alpha. I remember our first class, world history. The teacher was taking attendance.
“Alpha Reynolds?” The teacher asked. A few kids snickered, but he didn’t seem to mind.
“Here,” he said. “But I would like it if you called me Ace.”
“I’m afraid not, Mr. Reynolds, I do not approve of nicknames. Next is, Harmony Reed?” she called out.
“Here” I replied.
She nodded at me and said, “Miss Reed, I would appreciate it if you stopped tapping your fingers against your desk. It disrupts my train of thought, and if you don’t there is always the option of showing the principal your percussion skills. Do I make myself clear?” I nodded. As usual, the teacher had already heard of my problems where I can’t pay attention in class, and am always doing some sort of “side project” such as doodling or reading. Just great. She finished the taking attendance. “You shall call me Mrs. H. Any questions?” She had a twinkle in her eye, as if daring us to ask something. To my surprised, Ace raised his hand. “Yes, Mr. Reynolds.” she said.
“I thought you disapproved of nicknames. Why aren’t you having us say your actual name?” he asked. Mrs. H smiled coldly.
“Mr. Reynolds, names have power.” she answered. Ace became pale, and I noticed that his hand went to his pocket a lot. We went over some rules, but I could feel someone staring at me the entire time. When I turned around though, everyone’s eyes were obediently on the teacher.
After the bell rang, I got up to go, when Ace walked over to me. “Hi,” he said, “I’m Ace. You’re Harmony, right?”
“Yeah”
I didn’t know what else I was supposed to say, and the silence between us lasted a long time. “Anyways,” he said, “ what class do you have next?”
“Math”
“Cool. Me too. Let’s go.”
Mrs. H came over to us. "Alpha, Harmony, may I speak to you?"
That's NEVER good with me.
Annabeth's POV:
I have a burden that most people can't even imagine. I am part of a mythological world, where gods and monsters exist. I didn't ask for it, it's just who I am. I am a half blood.
I didn’t always know I was a half-blood, also known as a demigod. At first, I thought I was a normal suburban girl with some serious issues. It all started in twelfth grade when Ace and I first met, on the first day of school. He was a new kid, and I guess I felt sorry for him. Especially because of his actual name, Alpha. I remember our first class, world history. The teacher was taking attendance.
“Alpha Reynolds?” The teacher asked. A few kids snickered, but he didn’t seem to mind.
“Here,” he said. “But I would like it if you called me Ace.”
“I’m afraid not, Mr. Reynolds, I do not approve of nicknames. Next is, Harmony Reed?” she called out.
“Here” I replied.
She nodded at me and said, “Miss Reed, I would appreciate it if you stopped tapping your fingers against your desk. It disrupts my train of thought, and if you don’t there is always the option of showing the principal your percussion skills. Do I make myself clear?” I nodded. As usual, the teacher had already heard of my problems where I can’t pay attention in class, and am always doing some sort of “side project” such as doodling or reading. Just great. She finished the taking attendance. “You shall call me Mrs. H. Any questions?” She had a twinkle in her eye, as if daring us to ask something. To my surprised, Ace raised his hand. “Yes, Mr. Reynolds.” she said.
“I thought you disapproved of nicknames. Why aren’t you having us say your actual name?” he asked. Mrs. H smiled coldly.
“Mr. Reynolds, names have power.” she answered. Ace became pale, and I noticed that his hand went to his pocket a lot. We went over some rules, but I could feel someone staring at me the entire time. When I turned around though, everyone’s eyes were obediently on the teacher.
After the bell rang, I got up to go, when Ace walked over to me. “Hi,” he said, “I’m Ace. You’re Harmony, right?”
“Yeah”
I didn’t know what else I was supposed to say, and the silence between us lasted a long time. “Anyways,” he said, “ what class do you have next?”
“Math”
“Cool. Me too. Let’s go.”
Mrs. H came over to us. "Alpha, Harmony, may I speak to you?"
That's NEVER good with me.
last edited il y a plus d’un an
extraordinary25
commented…
Okay, so now that I have actually gotten farther in the story I realized my beginning doesn't make much sense. So I kind of changed it. It's not as good as the original one, but this was it actually has something to do with the story.
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