❝𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍❞ ┆𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗰𝘆 𝗝𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘅 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿┆

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

"He didnt mean it like that Percy." I say in a soothing voice.

"Well then how did he mean it?" He asks me.

"If i knew how to explain i would, but thats for another day Percy." I say, and clutch my Diary scythe.

On the last day of the term, I shoved my clothes in my suitcase, including my diary.

I stood with Percy and Grover, the other guys and girls were joking around, but i felt extremely depressed to go back home to my aunts house.

I was a nobody from a family of nobodys, everyone else was talking about where they are going. One guy was going on a cruise in Switzerland.

They asked Percy and I where we were going this holiday

"To hell, ill see you there" I spat, not gonna lie i felt like a complete arse after i said that, but i was getting tired of their bragging. Percy nervously chuckled.

"Well im going back to the city." He said

"Oh." One of the guys said, "Cool." Then they went back to their conversations like we never existed.

The only people I dreaded saying googbye to were Percy and Grover, atleast Percy didnt have to say goodbye to Grover, he had booked a ticket to Manhattan on the same Greyhound as Percy had.

"Ill miss you guys hope we'll meet again sometime." I say, and smile sadly as i walk away, glancing behind me.

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he whole bus ride Grover kept on glancing down the aisles, thats when o had, had enough.

"Looking for kindly ones?" I asked, Grover nearly jumped out of his seat.

"Wha-what do you mean?" He asked.  I confessed about listening into his and Mr Brunners conversation.

"Look Percy, i was worried about you and Y/n i mean....hallucinating about maths teacher demons-" Grover says

"Grover-"

"And i was telling Mr Brunner that maybe you were overstressed or something-

"Grover, your a really, really bad lier." I say, his ears turned pink, he pulled out a business card.

"Just take this, incase you need me this Summer." He says to me.

I tried to read the card, which as murder for me with dyslexia

Grover Underwood, Keeper
Half-Blood Hill
Long Island, New York
(800)009-0009
 
"Whats half blood hill?" I ask

"Dont say it out loud!" Grover yelped, "Thats my uhm......Summer adress."

"Waht about Y/n?" I ask the thought suddenly poping in my head

"Ill send it to her in a post." He says, i nod.

"So like if i want to visit you in your mansion?" I ask

My heart sank, i seriously didnt think his family was so rich as the others at Yancy.

"Or if you need me." He says

"Why would i need you?"

It came out harsher then i ment, Grover blushed bright red, "Look Percy, the truth is- i kind of have to protect you."