ℕ𝕖𝕨 𝕁𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕪 𝕂𝕚𝕕~ ♛☠ 𝕷𝖆𝖜𝖗𝖚𝖘𝖘𝖔

Wonders of the Lost Hero

A. N:  WHOO! New chapter! School got me carried away, but I am here finally!  I might do a collab with this story, if I can get my good friend to make a wattpad account (imao), but anyways enjoy!

Daniel got out of the car, slouching from his heavy backpack frowning from disappointment. '

"Mom?? Do we have to move here? I liked New Jersey, why move?"

Daniel's mother was unpacking the food boxes for the house while looking at the apartment papers to sign.

"Sweetheart, you might not understand this now, but when a good job opportunity comes your way, you have to take whatever you can find nowdays, especially with the whole HIV thing going on." she said.

"But-"

"No buts, I want you to help me out with the carpet, and then get the rest of these boxes out of here please."

"Sigh, fine." he muttered.

Daniel did not like this "home". It wasn't his home, that's for sure. He only wanted to live in New Jersey. Heck, he would spend his entire life in New Jersey if it weren't for this new-fangled job of Moms.

"God, these are heavy."

Daniel entered the apartment to find a kitchen bar that was sort of rusty, and  a carpet that looked like it hadn't been cleaned in ages.  He didn't have high hopes for this town either, considering the pool next door was completely drained and looked like it had mold in it.

Maybe the school might be nice?

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(the next day)

"Well, I was wrong."

Daniel was just casually walking through the school struggling to find his locker when he asked a pretty girl for instructions to the gym. But little did he know, someone was watching him. Actually, a group was watching. A group of older kids who looked like they could kill.

"Shit."

The group started walking towards him and Daniel knew he was dead meat. You never wanna mess with bullies, no matter what the situation is. But the problem was.....

"I have no idea why they are mad!"

The group was walking closer and Daniel wanted to run but he knew it would be worse for him if he ran. The group was getting really close, like 10 feet away from him, and Daniel had no idea what to do.

"HEY!" one of the guys shouted.

"Uh, um-?"

"Why were you talking to my girlfriend?"

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"Oh, I didn't mean to- I was just asking for directions-"

"WELL ASK SOMEONE ELSE FREAK!"

The boy pushed him to the ground, Daniel's head being hit by the locker in the process. 

"Oww!"

"Listen to me, you little twit."

He lifted his head up.

He was getting yelled at, but for some reason something blurred it all out. He felt like he just ate something really sugary, and the bully being six inches away from his face wasn't helping either.

"Why do I feel like this?...."

In the aftermath, when the group of bullies finally went away, Daniel just sat there. Miserable, from all the cuts and bruises on his arm and legs. But for some reason, his body didn't even feel that way. It felt warm, happy, giddy inside. What was this feeling?

Daniel got up, and proceeded to walk to the nurse. He didn't really care about his locker, he was already late for 4th period anyway.

"I wonder what I can do about this....."

Later that day, he walked home, kicking rocks on the sidewalk, confused. He was confused about something, but he had no idea what. He entered his apartment.

"Hi sweety!" his mom shouted.

"Hi mom."

"Do you want some muffins? I made some especially for you!"

"Sure mom, thanks."

"Love you sweetheart."

She kissed him on the forehead.

"Love you too mom."

Daniel walked to his room, and ambushed himself onto his comfy comforter.

"Ugh, what a long day" he mumbled.

Daniel got up, pulled out his folder, and started working on homework when suddenly the doorbell rang. 

"Mom just left to search for jobs, who could that be?...."

Daniel walked to the door, confused.

"Hey!"

"Uh, who are you?"