the world is ugly

well, this is interesting

EVERS POV

I woke up in the nurses office.

Why am I here?

Oh yeah, a snake women tried to strangle me to death.

I....survived that?!

well, that was bloody awful.

Wait... wasn't there a girl who shot it down with a bow and arrow?!

Wait, is that her there, looking down at me?

What is going on?!

"Aw, you're awake. you looked so cute when you were asleep, but hey, you're okay"

I look up, and see a girl around my age, looking like she's just time travelled from the Post punk late 70s to 21st century. She looks nice enough, but....what the hell?

"Uh, thanks. who... are you?"

"I'm thalia, hunter of Artemis. You?"

"Uh, I'm Evers, not a hunter of Artemis. what happened?!"

Usually, if I wasn't in this state, I would've admired this Siouxie sue lookalike, but this is all too weird. She's acting like we've been mates since primary, when I don't even know what her favourite colour is.

Does she even go to this school?

"Yeah, a gorgon came here and tried to kill you. Its alright, happened to me plenty of times. You survived, that's good!" She talked with an smiled down at me, like this is completely normal.

Is it?

You know what, nothing is going to faze me now. If she told me my mum is secretly a god who did....I dunno, godly things and I'm the next Heracles I wouldn't be surprised.

"Your probably wondering what in the Hades happened," she pauses.

There it is, that goth god again.

"And that's okay, I'll tell you later. anyways, I saw you listening to Green Day, that 9 minute song Jesus Of Suburbia. Great song!"

She casually changed the conversation, like my favourite bands is more important than whatever in the Hades happened.

"Uh, yeah. Love Green day. Love other bands too, uh, who do you like?"

"Green day obviously, the clash, loads of other post punk stuff, system of a down...."

She carried on to list as many bands as possible, as all I could think was

Hell yeah, as weird as this whole days gone, at least it was saved by an anarchist loving punk.

"By the way, I'm coming to live with you for a bit, hope ya don't mind" Again, completely switching up the conversation so casually.

"Oh, your a foster kid too?"

"Nah, I'm your..... well, I'll explain it when we get there. How do you feel now?"

"Your my what?!"

"Look, I'll explain it to you when we walk to yours. Now, how do you feel?" Demandingly asking.

"B-better." I pause, not even realising how badly I'm stammering. "You better tell me everything." I seriously enquired, trying my very hardest to get whatever I need to know out of her.

"O-Okay, Okay, I will! I promise!" she cried, sounding like she was scared on what I could be capable of if she tells me anything but the truth.

....did I do that thing again? What's the name, charmspeaking? Why do I suddenly keep doing that? Okay, at least I feel I can actually trust someone for once. This Thalia girl is pretty cool, and I mean she even said she wants to protect me. But...what if she has to, like my carer? Oh well, she's doing a better job then my own parents for sure.