(If you haven't read the Percy Jackson series and the sequels, you may not understand everything that goes on. Just a warning.)
I was confused. I mean it wasn't everyday that a stranger dressed in all black comes to where you're staying because you're on a quest and asks for you by name.
I asked 'Why does it concern you?'
He said 'I have been assigned to talk to you privately regarding some important information.'
I looked at both of them and they looked as concerned and confused as I felt, possibly even more.
I didn't know whether I should agree, what if it's something that's important...but what if he wanted to kill me or something.
I asked 'How long will it take?'
He said 'Around 15 minutes only.'
I couldn't see his expression behind his face, if I did I expected it to have no emotion. I mean his monotone voice and his posture made him look like a robot. God, I don't know whether I should trust him.
He said 'Ma'am, could you please come with me for a bit so that I can talk with you privately?'
I sighed and said 'Ok.'
If I die, I die.
I followed him. He walked for a while trying to find somewhere where they were out of sight maybe, cause he didn't stop at a distance when they couldn't hear us. It was a huge field so it was hard to get out of sight. I was starting to get tired and he ignored my attempts to talk to him, so my head started to drift away.
I mean I was partially concentrating on where I was going, but I also thought about other stuff.
Almost every time I drift off I start thinking about my parents, the ones who adopted me. I guess that makes sense, considering that they were my parents for 7 years.
I haven't really thought about who my real parents could be though, and apparently one of them is a God too. With my luck, it's probably some minor god, which would make sense since I don't have any cool powers. My other parent is supposed to be a human. Either they gave me up or they died, neither of those options sound good. I hope it isn't either one of those options, since it would mean I won't have any parents at all who are alive and care about me, (I really can't tell anything about the one who is a god) but I really don't know why else they would give me up to the orphanage, whoever 'they' is.
Maybe I'll think about something else.
I don't really know too much about Lisa. Like I know about her personality and what she likes and hates and all of that, but I don't know much about her past or her family. She usually changed the topic whenever we started talking about it. I never really bothered her too much about it, since I, myself didn't like talking about my past much either.
Then, I tripped over something and fell into this random stranger detectives person's arms. Oh god, this is really embarrassing. Imagine he wanted to like kill me or something, which is pretty likely, and he sees that I can manage to hurt/kill myself just fine without anyone's help.
I blushed and stood properly again and continued walking trying to concentrate on where I was walking. Just to clarify, I was blushing because I fell on him, not because of anything else. If I trip over again I'm going to die of embarrassment, if he does catch me and I don't hit my head on the ground, that is.
And then I had a random urge to start listening to music. Not the Apollo cabin music, though it's nice and stuff I wanted something pop or something that other people my age listen to on a daily basis.
YOU ARE READING
Claire Fields' Life is Hard
FantasyClaire Fields, a normal 12-year-old on first sight, is actually way more. Being the child of a god, means that she has hidden powers that no one, including herself, knows of. It also means that monsters and the other horrors covered by the Mist, com...