Harmony was an average Afro-Latina 13 year old girl who lived in New York...So everyone thought, She has a secret, A pretty big secret if you asked him
Percy Jackson x Fem Oc
First time writing so advice would be appreciated!!
English isn't my first...
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"I BET 5 drachmas that Percy is the son of Apollo." Travis said. Harmony, Travis, and Conner were sitting on their beds in their corner, having their usual midnight conversations.
"Apollo? Really? Percy Jackson, the son of Apollo? That's funny." She whispered with a fake laugh.
"If not Apollo,Then who do you think it is harms." He whispered back
"Is there a god of toilets because if so I pick them. Harmony said jokingly
"You're funny, but be serious harmony who do you really think it may be ? Conner said curiously
"The closest thing to toilet water is Poseidon, It's very unlikely and...It's just Percy. But you never know sometimes it's the most weirdest people who are the most important." She whispered she sounded unsure but she had a little faith in Percy.
She then looked over at Percy making sure he was asleep so he didn't hear what they were saying. She could tell he was asleep because he was drooling. Typical Perseus.
She then turned back to the two brothers and started taking off her rings, " You know what I bet 5 drachmas that Percy is the son of Poseidon."
"Shake on it" Travis responded
Harmony held out her hand for Travis to shake, He then shook her hand and they both whispered "deal."
Her dreams.
Her dreams are part of the reason why she can't sleep or doesn't want to sleep. Her dreams have been the exact same since she got to camp. It was her worst memory, something that she never wants to relive or experience again. The only reason why Luke, Annabeth and Thalia found her that night. Sometimes she wishes she could just completely forget what happened. It took her a long time to even talk about this story, even to her own sister.
*flashback* It had been a year since her father passed away, she was still grieving but it was getting better. It was a Wednesday afternoon, her sister was working at the hospital and her brother was at a basketball game, So her uncle was at her house watching her. He brung a friend over to kill some time. Bottles of alcohol everywhere, the amount of it made her sick to her stomach.
So Harmony went to her room and decided to just read a book, she didn't want to be near them and something didn't sit right with her.
"Harmony I'll be back in about 15 minutes!" Her uncle yelled from the living room.
Before she got a chance to respond she heard the front door slam close.
A few moments later, Harmony decided to get something to eat from the kitchen until she heard a voice call her name.
She turned around and saw that it was Matthew, her uncle's friend that looked no older than 40.
She saw him pat the seat next to him on the couch so the 7 year old walked back and sat next to him.
