I accidentally vaporize my pre-algebra teacher
- I remember that! - Grover exclaimed excitedly.
-How can you do this by accident? - Apollo asks consfursed.
- If you know Ariel, it's easy. - Nico replies, causing Ariel to give him an offended look.
Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood.
- None of us want to be! - says Thalia, to which all half bloods nod.
If you're reading this, because you think you might be one, my advice is,: Close this book right now. Believe whatever lie your mom or dad told you about your birth, and try to lead a normal life.
Being a half- blood is dangerous. It's scary. Most often it ends with the half-blood dying a painful and ugly death.
- This is true? - Hestia asks worriedly and the other gods also look worriedly at the children. How bad can it be to be a half-blood?
- Even worse than that. - Ariel snorted mockingly.
If you're a normal kid and you're reading this book because you think the story is fiction from beginning to end, that's fine. Feel free to read on! I envy for thinking that none of this is true, that is really didn't happen.
-How poetic little Ariel is. - Will says with a laugh.
But if you recognize yourself on these pages and feel that somethong is disturbing you in the depths of you soul, stop reading immediately! You might be one of us. And once you realize that's the case, it's only a matter of time before they figure it out, and then they'll come for you.
Don't say i didn't warn you!
- You didn't warn us! - they say dramarically.
My name is Ariel Jackson. I am a sixteen years old. A few months ago I was still a boarding student at Yancy Academy. This is a private scool in upstade New York for troubled children.
Am I a troubled kid?
- You really are. - Annabeth says with a giggle.
- I'd rather call Ariel the unluckiest person. - says Grover.
- So I'd rather say the problem is on me. - Ariel says offended. The gods look at the girl with interest.
Yeah, you could say that.
- You see? and you agree with yourself? - says Nico. Hermes looks at the girl with interest, maybe she is his daughter? Or maybe your soulmate?
I cold have started proving it any point in my short and pathetic life, but things really only started to take a turn for the worse last May when the class went on a field trip to Manhattan. Thirty dili children and two teachers are on their way to the Metropolitan Museum in a yellow school bus to look at ancient Greek and Roman works.
- It sounds wonderful. - says Athena.
- I would love to see it. - Annabeth says.
- Boring. - say Hermes and Apollo at the same time.
I know this sounds like real torture. Most of Yancy's class trips are like this.
Annabeth and Athena glare at her.
But this trip was led by Mr. Brunner, our mythology teacher, so I had some hope.
Mr. Brunner is a middle-aged man and uses a motorized wheelchair. His hair is thinning, his beard is scraggly, and he always wears a shabby jacket that smells of coffee. You wouldn't think he's smart, but he tells us stories and jokes and lets us play in his lessons. He had an amazing, almost divine collection of Greek and Roman armor and weapons, so he was the only teacher whose class I Didn't fall asleep in.
- Chiron? - Apollo asks confused.
Yes, Chiron will help you if too many monters attack the demigod. But this is not very common. - Annabeth explains.
- Interesting. - says Zeus.
I hoped we'd make it through the trip well. Or at least I hopped I woldn't have any trouble this time.
Boy, was I wrong.
The more immature laugh. Nico, Stolls, Apollo, Hermes)
You know, the things is, something always happens to me on tours like this. Like when my previous school and I went to an old battlefield and I had minor accident with one of the cannons of the revolution. I didn't even aim at the school bus, but I got fired. And before that at school when we were initiated into the secrets of the back room behind the shark pool of SeaWorld. I pulled a lifting bar. More precisely, I didn't pull the right lifting bar and the whole class was forced into an unexpected but fast swim. And before that.... well, you can imagine.
- We still want to hear the rest! - shout the Stoll twins.
- Don't your parents have the easiest time with you? - Poseidon asks with a laugh.
- You have no idea. - Thalia says, laughing softly at the irony of Poseidon asking.
I decided to get through this year's class trip without any problems.
They had to puut up with Nancy Bobofit's bullshit all the way to town. This freckled, readheaded, kleptomanic girl threw peanut butter chunks and ketchap sandwiches at my best frien Grover's head.
Disgusting. - Aphrodite says, frowning. Piper takes a similar step with her mother.
Grover is an easy target. If something hurts him, he cries. He must have failed a few classes already, because he is already fulll of pimples and his beard is peeling. Moreover, he is disabled. He was given a lifetime exemption from gymnastics because of something wrong with his leg muscles. He walks strangely, as if every step hurts, but don't fall over! You need to see how you can run when the bufflet offers meat tortillas for lunch.
- Woe why an enemy when you have friends like this? - says Grover.
- I love the way she tells the story, but I don't mind watching it. - Hades declares with a laugh.
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 I was already on probation. The headmaster had threatened me with in school suspension if anything bad, embrrassing, or even mildly entertaining happened on this trip.
I'm going to kill her. - I mumbled.
- Do it! - Clarisse and Ares stood up at the same time.
It's okay. I like peanut butter. - Grover tired to calm me down. He dodged another piece of Nancy's lunch.
- In your hair? - Thalia asks hysterically.
- I just didn't want them to notice Ariel. - Grover explains to which all the demigods nod in understanding.
- Who should pay attention to it? - Hestia asks.
- I didn't know what's going on with a half-bloods in your time, but in our time, monsters are chasing us and trying to kill us. And the stronger you are, the more and stronger monsters come for you. - Annabeth explains.
- But Ariel doesn't look like she knows about monsters, and she doesn't have a weapon to defend herself. - Demeter says indigantly.
- Beause she didn't even know about us and the monsters here. Ariel is smart and talented, which is why she survives, but most half-blood kids don't even make it to camp. - Will explains sadly.
