2nd Chapter - Coming Back

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That night, I couldn't sleep.
When the sun started to rise, I was still trying to recall what school I go to.

Then my thoughts were interrupted with a knock on my door.

I try to get up, but then completely fail.
So I made a loud thump on the floor.

The door creaks open, then a girl pokes her head in my room.

"Dude, come on."
She says rolling her eyes, then letting herself in my room.
Then holding out her hand.

"My lady."
She says sarcastically with an adorable smile on her face.

I took her hand, then stood up.

She then looks under my pillow, then pulls out some skinny jeans.
Then tosses them to me.

I stay Silent.
Then she heads for the door.

"You know," She starts.
"You won't get dressed if you're just gonna stare at me all day."

Then she walks out.

I look at myself, then realise I was only in joggers.

I could feel the heat rising to my face.

No James.
Annabeth is still alive, and I don't Remember this girl.

Then a Memory flashes in my mind.

-~MEMORY~-
I was sitting in a park bench, eating rock road ice cream.

Beside the girl.
My hand on hers.
And she didn't mind.

"I love ya."
She says.

My face was slightly burning.
But the ice cream kept me cool.

"I love you too."
I say, slightly hesitating.

Then we continued to eat our ice cream.
...
Once our we finished eating, we continued to walk in the park.

Her arm was locked in mine, and I had no idea how I felt about it.

"James, do you l-"

-~ENDING~-

I tightened my grip on my jeans.
But decided that school is more important.

••••TIME SKIPIE•••

After I got dressed, and finished preparing my stuff.
I rushed out my room.

Then I saw the girl in the kitchen.

She was fiddling with the keys, and there was a lunch box on the counter.

She looked up, then scanned my outfit.

Then nodded Silently.

She grabbed the lunch box, then tossed it to me.

I caught it, nearly dropping it.

Maybe it really was a dream.

Then we headed out the apartment.

She locked the door, then pocketed the keys.

..

On the way down, there was a very awkward silence.

But I got a chance to examine her looks.

She had fair skin, almond Asian eyes, thick natural lashes, and ebony black hair with intense brown intimidating eyes.

She was wearing a light gray hoodie, and dark skinny jeans with black sneakers.

"Hey Jame."
She said.

"Ye-yeah? "
I say.

Not the Perseus I wish for.

"How's life?"
She says, as we reach the entrance/exit of the apartment building.

She opens the door, then gestures for me to go out first.

I just give her an awkward smile.
Perseus Jackson, an awesome demigod.

Nah.

I walk out, then she quickly goes by my side.

"My life? " I say, looking up.
"It's okay I guess."

Then I look back at her, and she's looking at me with a lazy Smile.

"What? "
I say.

Then she smirks.

I start to feel my face burn.

She reaches up, then slightly ruffles my hair.

"Geez' Percy," she starts
"Why do you have to look so cute, and have the ability to blush."

Then I feel myself turn into a tomato.

...

We're now at the bus stop, the school bus wasn't there yet.

so we sit down by the bench.

then the girl starts to fish through her unorganized backpack.
somehow I already knew she a very organized person in the first place.

I continue to search through my memories, zoning out, for any information I knew about this girl, until a voice interrupts my thoughts.

"You want?"

I come back into focus, and a sandwich is being waved in my face.

"James, are you alive? "

The girl says sarcastically.

I blink a few times, then get the sandwich from her hands.

"He lives."

The girl says as she unwraps a sandwich for herself.

The sandwich smelled like nothing I've smelled before.

It reminded me of Ambrosia.

It smelled like it had gourmet meat and ingredients.
Finally I'm gonna actually taste it.

*bite*

My eyes widened. Woah.
The taste was indescribable.

All I had to say was..

"Wow.."

The girl just gave me another lazy smile.
And she looks really cute.

I hear an engine coming closer.
It's the bus.

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