you gave me this curse, this burden ----- I didn't ask for the wolf, nor the god
book one in the wolf series
apollo x oc ( x ethan nakamura )
the lightning thief ----- the last olympian
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BOWIE WENT INTO THE KITCHEN AND RUTHIE WASNT THERE. that wasn't unusual. at first, she'd been a bit freaked out at ruthie's absence. but now, the woman left a note to say she was working a longer shift or whatever.
not that bowie cared. she prefered being alone anyway. she made herself breakfast, like she did every morning, and ate it while watching TV. it was the news, nothing too exciting. they were covering a recent murder that had happened in new york ----- some teenage girl found dead?
"whys she look like me?" bowie asked, to no one in particular. she tended to do that, talk to herself in the mornings when she was alone. she didn't realise it but she'd come to miss the company of, well, her friends. bullying percy, annabeth's silent comfort, grover, viktor's nickname for her.
ethan.
she missed ethan.
it was late September by now and they hadn't contacted eachother at all. she had never gone this long without seeing ethan or talking to him. ruthie didn't trust her to have a phone yet ( she didn't want one anyway, every demigod knew things like that just attracted monsters ) so she couldn't contact him. there was one phone in the house which was ruthie's, which she took everywhere with her.
bowie put her bowl and spoon in the dishwasher and then checked the calender for what day it was. "I've got school today. that's funny." she yawned, adjusting her sweatpants since they'd fallen down a bit. "and I am twenty minutes late. . . oh, shit."
the problem was, bowie did not set alarms and always relied on ruthie to wake her up. but if ruthie wasn't here, she couldn't wake up bowie. since she'd started at the school, she'd gotten alot of late marks and detentions. and more detentions because she skipped detentions. ruthie got pissed, they'd argue and bowie would be scared of going back into the adoption process. even though NYAA people were monsters in disguised, she was probably registered on their system. . . so ruthie could just send her away.
not that bowie cared.
"where the fuck is my uniform?" bowie rushed through the apartment, trying to find the very ugly uniform that the school decided students should wear.
piss yellow.
her uniform was literally piss yellow.
she found her uniform in her wardrobe and put it on as quickly as possibly. she put on the too - big blazer, rolling the sleeves up. she glanced in the mirror, grimacing at how ugly she looked in it.
