PJO oneshots/ headcannons

19-- Emily Blofis

A/N whoa three chapter in one day.... I'm on roll :D))))

Emily really didn't want to spend her weekend at the Blofis - Jackson household. She was sure that they would be just as boring as her other relatives. Her uncle Paul was pretty cool but now that he was married to someone, who knew how much he had changed?

Besides, she had more important things to do. Namely, reading.

She completely tuned out of her parents conversation and kept reading her Harry Potter book. Her friend had only introduced her to it last month and already she was obsessed. She felt this unnatural desire to rip that Bellatrix person into shreds and she could've sworn that she had heard a voice in her ears saying, "Welcome to the fandom" when she flipped open the first page.

Huh. Must be one of the dilemmas of loosing her life to books.

Emily caught grasp of somethings her parents were talking about- someone called Percy (must've been an old grandpa with a stupid sense of humour) -but she didn't really care about it at all.

So when the car screeched to a halt in front of an apartment, the thirteen year old got off dismissively and followed her parents up the stairs.

She really wasn't paying any attention to her surroundings when the door opened. She was so submerged in her book that she didn't even realise they were there, until her older brother snatched her book away and led her in through the threshold.

"You have got to stop reading." He commented, giving back the book.

"You've got to start having a life." Emily retorted.

James shrugged and stuck his tongue out immaturely. For a sixteen year old, he could pass for her six year old cousin any time.

Their parents were already inside the house when they came and they were settling in, admiring the furniture and the food.

Then her Uncle Paul noticed them and walked over. "Emily! James! Thought we lost you!"

A brown haired woman turned around at that, beaming at them. Her eyes flashed with kindness when she came running at them in a blue whirlwind of fabric and engulfed them in a hug.

James laughed from inside her arms. "Hi aunt Sally."

"Hello sweethearts. Or you two are so beautiful. I heard a lot about you, you know."

Emily immediately liked her. She was not at all like she had expected. Carefree and happy. Quite unlike her own mother who was stricter about her education and much colder towards people she had never met before. She wondered if Sally had any children of her own.

"We heard loads about you too." Emily said.

Sally smiled at them. They all sat down as a family and started talking, getting accustomed to the house and their ways.

"So Sally." Emily's father started. "I heard that you have a son?"

Sally smiled genuinely. Her eyes lit up at the merest mention. "Oh yes. Percy. He about as old as James."

James's and Emily's heads shot up at the piece of news.

Maybe they won't be as alone as they would've thought.

"Really?" Her mother feigned surprise, though you could tell that she thought Sally very unfit to be a proper mother. She was scrutinising her as if making sure she was good enough for her brother Paul. "Which school does he go to?"

"Goode high school." Paul answered. "The one I teach at."

Emily's mother smiled thinly and nodded. She had obviously expected a much more advanced school.