He told me to go outside and eat my lunch.The class gathered on the front steps of the museum, where we could watch the foot traffic along Fifth Avenue.Overhead, a huge storm was brewing, with clouds blacker than I'd ever seen over the city. I figured maybe it was global warming or something, because the weather all across New York state had beenweird since Christmas. We'd had massive snow storms, flooding, wildfires from lightning strikes. I wouldn't have been surprised if this was a hurricane blowing in.Nobody else seemed to notice. Some of the guys were pelting pigeons with Lunchables crackers. Nancy Bobofit was trying to pickpocket something from a lady's purse, and, of course, Mrs. Dodds wasn't seeing a thing.Grover and I sat on the edge of the fountain, away from the others. We thought that maybe if we did that, everybody wouldn't know we were from that school-the school for loser freaks who couldn't make it elsewhere."Detention?" Grover asked."Nah," I said. "Not from Brunner. I just wish he'd lay off me sometimes. I mean-I'm not a genius."Grover didn't say anything for a while. Then, when I thought he was going to give me some dee pphilosophical comment to make me feel better, he said, "Can I have your apple?"I didn't have much of an appetite, so I let him take it .
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The heir of chaos : a harry potter and percy jackson crossover
Ficção HistóricaFollow the life of harry potter in a vastly different world , where he is the son of hades and persephone , heir of chaos and the destined king of the fourth generation gods and see him deal with betrayal , love , pain , and quite a lot of prophecie...
