Humanities Last Hope

Chapter 3

The strangest things happen in life, but everything happens for a reason, and some reasons you will never find out. But that's okay, cause that's life, and we must all learn to deal with it like everyone else on this planet.

So, as you already know, I ended up getting detention. Isn't that just amazing? Note the sarcasm anyone? The prank wasn't even detention worthy, but I must say, it did turn out better than I expected.

Flashback...

"Hey Brooke, I know friend in need of a prank," say Thomas. "You up for the challenge?"

I, of course, said yes. "So who is this so called 'friend' of yours?" I ask.

"Oh it's only the queen buffoon of the school Raquel." Says Chris.

"What did she do this time?" I ask as if this was a daily routine.

"She, as always, is bullying a kid. But this time it got really bad. She had Buffy and his cronies beat up the poor girl and lock her in the closet for a whole day in school." Thomas answers this time. As you can see, our school isn't very keen on kindness. I doubt that word is even in there dictionary. If they even know what a dictionary is, which I also highly doubt.

"All right," I replied as I puff out my chest. "Let's fight crime and spread justice throughout the school!" I say with one hand up like superman. I run to the trash can, ready to dispose of my food.

But sadly, Raquel's table was right next to it and Raquel was standing up to push it away. Right as I was throwing my food away, Raquel stepped between me and the trash can, resulting in my food falling all over her shirt.

Now if you think Julia has a high pitched voice, than you should hear Raquel's when she screamed. When she finally stopped shouting I quickly said, "Raquel, you shouldn't scream like that, you can hurt your vocal cords. And I doubt anyone wants to listen to you when your voice sounds like a dying whale."

And that, folks, is how you get detention and revenge all in one scoop without even trying.

I look around the detention room and see that nobody else is in here except me. Suddenly, the door bangs open and I see our principle, Mr. Rome, throwing a boy into the room. He looks to be about my age with chocolate brown hair and ocean blue eyes. He was a head taller than me, maybe a little more than that, as his eyes quickly found mine. He walked up to me as if under a trance, not even paying attention as Mr. Rome was scolding him. I broke the trance and continued to do my homework. I, unlike other kids, actually do some work during detention which is good on my account because I don't have as much or no homework to do at home.

He turns to me and says,"Hey, you must be tired baby."

"And why is that?" I reply, wanting to hear his answer.

"Because you've been running through my mind all day." He answers.

"That's pathetic. I mean come on, you don't even know me." I shot back. He looked slightly surprised but he quickly covered it up with a smirk.

"What if I want you to know me?" He answers.

"Than I'll be sure to tell Poseidon to wash out that brain of yours 'cause it ain't gonna happen." I retort, with a smirk of my own.

"Wait, hold up. You've met Poseidon before?" He asks looking bewildered.

"Huh? Is this some kind of joke? Of course I haven't met Poseidon, he isn't real." I say confused.

"That's what they all say until he wipes them out at the beach." He mutters under his breath, which makes me wonder about his sanity. "Anyway, my name is Percy Jackson. And you are?" He questions.