I hurt myself

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Tyler's POV

I woke up on the couch, with all the teens surrounding me.

I pulled Percy's arm off me, and ducked under Hazel's leg.

When I got out of the tangle of bodies, I went back to my room and took a bath to get all the golden stuff off me.

When I was done I dried off, and picked out clothes.

I wore blue jeans, a white tank top with rainbow birds on them, a bracelet I found, and pink sneakers.

I went back to the kitchen, and got a spoon from the drawer, a bowl from the cabinet, and tried to get the cereal, but it was on top of the fridge.

I looked around for something to use, and my eyes fell on a couple of empty boxes.

I stacked them on top of each other, there were about 6.

Then, my tower started wobbling. I held the cereal box close to my chest.

Then, it collapsed, and I fell to the floor.

It wasn't really that loud, so no one rushed into the kitchen.

Then, Jason opened the door. I never really had gotten to know Jason very well. Only Percy, Annabeth, and Hazel.

"You okay?" He asked concerned.

I shook my head.

He walked over, and looked at my arms. He found nothing Except for a small bruise and my old scars.

Then he rolled up my pant legs.

He saw a scraped knee and my other scars.

He pulled out a towel, and started washing my knee.

Then he got a bandage and placed it on my knee.

He helped my off the floor.

"Thanks." I told him.

"No problem. Wanna go get a different breakfast?" He asked.

The cereal had gotten crushed.

I nodded, and we headed out the door.

We walked a few blocks, to a 'Dunkin Donuts', and walked inside.

We got coffees, and a hot chocolate, and bagels.

When we got back, Jason took the bagels to the kitchen to cut up.

I wandered around, and found an air-horn in Percy's room.

I would use it, but I didn't want to wake mommy and daddy up.

I got my phone out, and went into alarms.

Then, I pressed a button, and held it to Percy's ear.

He yelled: "I'm up! I'm up!"

I giggled, and the rest of 'e'm woke up.

"Breakfast is in the kitchen!" I said before skipping away.

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