Percy was wondering the streets of New York one August evening, having left camp a few weeks earlier to go see his dad. He was finally going to start college in September and major in the Arts and in Marine Biology. He and Annabeth had broken up som...
It's been a couple weeks since I moved into my apartment, and since I have seen those shadowhunter people. And now that I've met them, I've seen a lot more of them around New York and Manhattan.
The dinner my parents had together went well, well, somewhat. It was awkward for a little bit between my father and Paul, considering papá still wasn't over him, and I have a feeling that some things are going to happen between the three; and I have no clue if that is good or not.
But anyways, enough of that. Im actually kind of excited to start college, I'll be taking online classes most of the time. As in recording my music and sending in my art, for my Arts program. And for the Marine biology course? Well, you know how online school works. They put me in online classes, because they figured, that since my school record was just shit, that I wouldn't do well with all the other people.
Which I mean, they were kinda right in doing so. Being bullied and abused kinda makes it hard to be around other people.
I was currently getting dressed to go to a café I found the other day, it was one of those ones with a window seat and smelled like coffee and cakes. I finally got a phone, Leo had made this chip that blocks the monster signals; I only know how to text and call right now, even take pictures. But I'm sure I'll figure it out in time.
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(What he is wearing)
Third person
When Percy got to the café, he got himself a medium sized black coffee before sitting down in one of the window seats. Said window seats were taller than the rest of the tables, and only had two seats; right across from each other.
A couple minutes passed, around 10 or so. Another male came up, he had light brown hair and cheeks littered with freckles; he had ice-y blue eyes, that almost looked silver. If you looked closer, you could see the dark branded runes wanting to escape from underneath his clothes. He was around 6'1, built with muscle from self-defense his whole life. On his middle finger, laid a blue and black metallic ring; and on his index, seemed to lay a family ring.
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