got bored again... its currently 12:41 in the morning so lets see if this continues on
A 17 year old satyr, Grover Underwood meets another 15 year old demigod, Isabella La Rue. When Zeus accuses his friend Percy Jackson of stealing the master lightn...
That next morning, I woke up, got ready and then next thing I knew Chiron was talking to me. "What do I have to do again?" I asked, barely listening to him at all.
He sighed, bringing his hand to his forehead. "All I'm telling you to do is to be kind enough to Percy and give him a tour around."
I groaned, leaning my head. "What if... I didn't want do?" I pleaded, raising my brows.
"Did I say I was asking?"
I rolled my eyes. "Do not catch attitude with me Miss. De Rue"
I sighed. "Okay, fine. I'll do it."
He smiled, satisfied with my answer. "Great. Follow me along and I'll greet you to him."
I rubbed my eyes. "Yeah, okay, whatever you say." I said, following him.
"Ah! Percy." He said, delighted to see him. "I was just looking for you."
I furrowed my brows. What was happening before he got here?
Grover walked towards Percy. "Uhh, Mr. Bruner's real name is Chiron." Grover explained, clearing things up. "Camp activities director, immortal trainer of heroes, he's-" "We get it, Grover. Chiron is just so great." I said, smiling sarcastically, rolling my eyes.
"Oh, Percy, this must be a lot for you to process."
"Oh, no, its- its fine. I mean, you're a horse, my father won't talk to me unless I get him a drink?" I smiled widely and crossed my arms, enjoying the show.
"Oh, no, no, no, no. Mr. D is not your father."
I laughed. "Imagine, though. That would be awful." Mr. D sent me a death glare. I shrugged, smiling innocently.
