IMPORTANT: ALL CHARACTERS AND PLACES BELONG TO JK ROWLING AND UNCLE RICK!
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I'm supposed to be sleeping, but do you really think I would be? Nah. What if I have a bad dream, and they can't wake, or I'm screaming and my powers get out of control? Plus, I'm sharing a bedroom with the two boys I have to protect, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, so If i do black out and start screaming, they would be the first to know. Yippee (Note the Sarcasm).
And recently, I'd started doing something that Will calls 'Sleep Travelling'. Apparently, I shadow travel constantly in my sleep, and one time, I woke up in the Big House, so I guess it must be true. Yippee.
When Percy is agitated, He floods the toilets. When I get agitated, I shadow travel to China. or Argentina (Do NOT ask).
I really did not want to sleep, but the heaviness in my eyes overcame me (1 am).
I started in Tartarus. Typical. The one time that I could not afford to have a bad dream, I have the worst.
I climbed the rock ledges, trying to stop my stupid mind from knowing it was Tartarus's Poop. I tried to refrain breathing in the toxic air, or stepping (hard when your going overland) on the god's organ. I knew enough about the body to know that this was the large Intestine. Suddenly, I appeared with Achyls. She was laughing, laughing like she hadn't laughed in millenia (correct).
"So much raw pain, terrible misery, sadness to rival my own!"
I was awoken by a bucket of cold water. I was about to scream at the Stolls, but remembered that I wasn't at camp.
I opened my (probably bloodshot) eyes, and sat up. Since I am the luckiest demigod in the world (I don't think I need to note the sarcasm, but I'll do it anyway), The whole group of idiots were standing at my bed. And, the one holding the bucket was the werewolf. Yay.
"Yeah?" I say.
"Sorry, mate, but you just wouldn't wake up. This was our last retort." Ron said.
Of course it was. It wasn't their fault. they didn't know that whenever someone does that, posidon makes sure to strangle me until I wake up. And how could I tell them withought admitting the 'Greek gods were alive and kicking' (any pj fan would get that reference)?
Ugh. Keeping secrets is the worst.