Thalia's POV
The bus ride to the town was mostly uneventful. I mean there was the occasional thing, like Jason falling out of his seat and on top of some dude with a buzzcut, or when Frank and Hazel accidentally smacked their heads together when the bus rounded the corner. My personal favorite was when the bus stopped at a red light and a guy in the car next to the bus started to try to flirt with me. I glared at him, but was surprised when Reyna leaned over me to give him the finger.
I'll admit that Reyna was a much better friend then I originally thought she would've been. Back at the school she was more then understanding about my ghostly mother following me around, almost as if she knew about that kind of stuff. She seemed almost protective of me, which even as someone who likes to take care of herself I can appreciate.
Anyways we reached the town in one piece and we quickly sniffed out the closest coffee shop. I noticed that I'd told Reyna about my ghost problem she seemed even more protective over me then usual, watching to see if I would jump back in terror or duck behind the nearest lamp post, who knows I probably would have if my mother's ghost hadn't left. She was gone, at least for now, and wouldn't be back until I least expected it, that's how she worked, she disappeared and came back when I wasn't looking. I sat down in one of the chairs at the coffee shop we had found and before I could even comment on anything a waitress was hurrying over to our table.
The waitress looked about our age with bright red hair and striking blue eyes. "Hi I'm Skye and I'll be your server today, what can I get you all to start off with," We went around the table and ordered, everyone except Reyna and me got coffee. I just don't like coffee and thanks to the hunters had developed a taste for herbal tea. While Reyna, as I had deducted from her breath constantly smelling like it, loved Hot Cocoa. The teenager went to go put our orders in and I sighed and leaned back in my chair.
"You okay?" Reyna asked and I nodded slightly.
"Yeah, I just realized that I've only got a couple hours before I have to deal with my room mate," I muttered and she rose an eyebrow.
"Who's your room mate?" She asked.
"A girl named Carma, she's too... bubbly," I said recalling the unpleasant experience yesterday.
I was carrying my stuff into my room, one special suitcase that was enchanted to fit all of my stuff into effortlessly, another reason I loved the hunters, when a voice suddenly yelled at me from beyond my field of vision.
"HI!" I screamed in terror and threw my bag towards the closest object. I spun around expecting to see some monster getting ready to eat me. Instead I found myself eye to eye with some girl with green eyes. I screamed louder and jumped behind the bed.
Laughter erupted from the girl, a short brunette with bright green eyes. "Oh my god, I didn't mean to scare you," she said raising her hands in surrender. I already didn't like her. I had my body buried neck deep in clothes now, thanks to me throwing my bag and It exploding. I threw one of my bras at her.
"Never sneak up on people like that!" I complained and she just laughed.
Back to the present: I did not like my room mate, she was loud, messy, sneaky, and kept preaching to me when I was doing stuff. Like I would be repacking my bag neatly so that I didn't lose anything, next thing I knew I could hear her across the room screaming about how 'beautiful of a man _____ is' I don't know who she was talking about, how was I supposed to keep up with modern celebrities. As I explained this to Reyna I saw Hazel leaning over to join the conversation.
"You know we could just switch room mates," She suggested and Reyna and I both gave her a weird look.
"What do you mean?" I asked and Hazel smiled innocently.
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