hey yall! soooo sry its been a while, like i said, gave this up for lent and NOW IM BACK! I'm technically not supposed to be, since its not easter, but yall can stop crying and be happy again ;) Anyway thanks for waiting so long for this chapter and giving me 7.5K READS!!!!!
An this is just a partial unedited part of ma chapter, I'm gonna fix it and repost this chapter when I'm officially back (Easter) but in couldn't let y'all go that long without posting SOshoutout to CheyenneDemigod for being AMAZING! okay ima shut up now/
-------------------Percy's POV
We're still in the car, and my hopes are almost nonexistent. Really it would be stupid to be hopeful that its her, but part of me is like maybe its her and you just won't believe it is so you don't jinx it. Like yeah, that totally makes sense.
Like i said, we're still in the car, and its been like a solid thirty minutes of gravel roads. I didn't know that exsited anywhere, much less on the edge of NYC.
"Should be almost there." Grover says.
"Uh, how could we be almost there, all i see is empty feilds." As soon as the sentence leaves my mouth, I see a home made sign that says
shopping center- two miles
Okay. Maybe we are close.
The car goes back to silence for like three seconds, till Thalia lets out a strangled scream and then i hear a thud.
I turn around slowly.
"NO! ASHTON YOU CANT JUST GO AROUND FUCKING EVERYONE YOU SEE!" She screams.
"What the..." I mutter.
She calmly sits back on the seat.
"What just happened?" Grover exclaims.
"5sos fanfic," she answers, her eyes back to rapidly scanning her phone.
"Five seconds of summer?" Grover asks.
She nods.
"More like five seconds of shit," I whisper under my breath, knowing that if she hears me im dead.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!?!" Thalia screams.
Guess im not very good at whispering.
Grover's eyes widen. I look and see what hes looking at, the Taco bell. It is sitting in the middle of a field with a mcDonalds, a mini Walmart and some random convinience store.
"YOU INSULTED 5SO-" Thalia screams.
I cut her off by shouting, "SHUT UP PINECONE FACE WE'RE HERE!"
I unlock my door and get ready to get out.
Grover pulls up to it slowly and it takes forever, so i decide to do the smart thing, jump out of a moving vehicle. I open the door and leap as far away from the truck as i can. I land on my face with a thud.
"Ouch," my voice comes out squeaky.
I hear Thalia laughing and I get up off the ground.
"Nice one, kelp head."
"Why thank you."
"Guys, c'mon, there it is." Grover says, pointing to Taco Bell.
I walk in the direction of Taco Bell, like seriously, what else did you expect me to do? Sometimes i feel like im narrating stuff for no reason in my brain.
I unsuccessfully try to open the door that (apparently) clearly says push, not pull. Whatevah, door.
I step inside behind grover after he opens the door. It looks exactly like every other Taco Bell I've ever seen.
"Hey, so i just realized this, on quests don't we usually do the quest and stuff and the prophecy just happens? Like we don't do exactly what it says on purpose like we just did. Is that a problem?" I ramble.
"Uh, don't think so?" Thalia replies.
"Okay, then."
We all stand in the doorway awkardly, me fiddling with my camp halfblood necklace.
"Soooo... what do we do now?" Grover says.
"Umm,"
A lady standing behind the counter comes up to us. "You guys want to order something? Or at least sit down, youre blocking the doors."
I nod, not really sure what to do.
"Yes, can we have three ice teas, please?" Grover says politely.
"Sure, yall go sit down." The lady walks away.
Thalia elbows Grover in the ribs. "Idiot!"
"What did i do?!?" He yelps. I stifle a laugh.
"You got me tea! I hate tea!" She growls.
Grover lets out a nervous laugh.
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"So what are we gonna do, just sit here and eat nachos forever?" Thalia says. We ordered some nachos and have since been eating platters and platters of them.
"Thats why its called Taco Bell, isn't it?" i ask through a mouthful of food.
"Taco Bell, nachos.... not really." She says.
"Whatever."
I shove another handful of nachos in my already stuffed mouth.
"Are we?" She says.
"Are we what?" Thats grover.
"Gonna just sit here?"
"Guess so."
"Wonder how long thats gonna take..."
"Days, maybe. Who knows."
"Wait," I cut in, "so we are just gonna stay in taco bell for like five days? Is that even legal?"
"Why should you care if its legal?" Thalia interjects.
"I don't, but im excited that we get to eat nachos for FIVE DAYS!" Not really, but hey.
"I don't know, lets just wait for a while, see how it goes."
"Yeah that'll work." I sigh. Thalia sends me a glare.
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