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I wake up. I've been living with my grandparents ever since my parents died. My mom used to tell me that my dad died when I was a baby. I never knew my dad or his name. My mom said that my dad beautiful blue eyes and blonde hair. My mom's name was Gabriella Shay. She said that I have my dad's blue eyes and her red hair. I have bright blue eyes with wavy red hair. My mom died when I was seven. I'm fifteen years old now.
My name is Sunny Winter Shay. I love music. I can play any instrument and I'm a good singer. Or at least I think I am. Today is the last day of school before Summer and I'm not going to school.
My grandparents' names are Winnie and Sammy Shay. I get up and go downstairs to see them.
"Hi, gram and gramps." I smile at them.
"Sunny, are you going to school today?" Grandpa asks.
"It doesn't count against me and the teachers don't like me. And I only have one friend and he's coming over today. Remember?" Nobody likes me. I'm different. And anything bad that happens is always blamed on me. That's why I've had to change to so many different schools. I get kicked out.
"Oh, yes. Camberlin." My best friend- my only friend- is Camberlin James. He has dark brown hair and brown eyes. He doesn't mind that I'm different because he's different too. I call him Cam. He calls me Sun, Winnie or by my last name- Shay.
Then there's a knock on the door. I get it. I smile as Cam walks in. "Hey, dude!"
"Sunny, it's Summer!" I laugh as he picks me up. After a minute, he puts me back down and walks to the kitchen to shake my grandparents' hands like he always does. He walks a little weird- it's like a trots- he says it's because of an accident that happened. But I don't care how he walks.
"It's nice to see you again, Camberlin." Gram says. He smiles. Cam and I are alike because both of us are outcasts and we're always smiling and laughing.
"Can I talk to your grandparents alone?" Cam turns to me, suddenly serious. I'm confused but nod. I go up to my room, thinking about what I couldn't hear. I hear a loud sound from outside. I look outside my window and see a big thing with one eye. I knew it was a Cyclops but it was impossible.
It looks up at me and starts to try to climb the side of the house to get to my window. I scream and fall back on my bed. I've seen strange things but this was the strangest. And scariest. But then I realize, I can't let my grandparents and Cam get hurt. I start to think.. What can I use?
I decide on my baseball bat. I open my window and jump out just as Cam charges into my room. I land on the Cyclops' head and he falls off the house. I hit it with my bat. I don't like using violence unless it's needed. And I think this is one of those times. Cam yells from above but I keep on.
Cam drops down beside me with a bronze sword in his hand and his pants off. He has hairy legs with hooves. Is he half goat or something? "Cam?" He doesn't answer me.
He stabs the Cyclops and it bursts into yellowish-gold dust. He grabs my hand and we run inside and lock the door. My grandparents rush over to us. "What just happened?" I ask.
"That was a Cyclops. We were talking about how I have to take you to New York to the safe place for your kind."
"My kind?"
"You're a Greek demigod."
"Demigod? You can't be serious. My parents are dead. You know that, Cam."
"Your dad's not, Sunny. Maybe you should sit down." My grandpa speaks up. I sit down on the couch next to Cam. My grandparents sit in the chairs close to us.
"So, what? My mom lied to me? You lied to me? And you knew, Cam?"
"It's not like that. Your dad had to go. He was forced to by Zeus. He told your mom she should keep it a secret until you're old enough. And then she died when you were seven. We were going to tell you when you were sixteen but I guess now is good." Grandma says.
"Then who is he?" I look at them and then at Cam. "And why aren't you wearing pants?"
"Your dad... is Apollo." Cam states. "And I'm not wearing pants because it's hard to move in them because I'm a satyr. Half-goat and half-human. I'm your protector."
I smile. Apollo was my favorite of the gods. "But wait, so were you just being my friend because you had to?" My heart started to break. If it was true, I don't think I would live with the feeling that our friendship was fake.
"No way. I was your friend before I found out you were a demigod." He hugs me.
"Okay, so why are monsters chasing me? I'm not powerful."
"But you're strong. And all demigods get chased by monsters. That's why we're leaving tonight to go to Camp Half-Blood. You'll love it there. And your grandparents are moving to New York too."
The whole thing about me being a demigod was confusing. But I knew about demigods. Greek and Roman Mythology and the Gods and Goddesses- pretty much anything about Ancient Greece and Rome- was my favorite part of school. I know a lot about it all. But I never knew what it felt like to be one of those people. "New York?"
He nods. "You should get your stuff together. Do you want me to help?"
I nod and get up. I'm a half-blood. I'm a demigod. I'm half-mortal and half-god. My dad's Apollo. My best friend's a satyr and is also my protector. I'm going somewhere that I might actually fit in. I'm moving with my grandparents too. I might make friends. And I'll be with my best friend. My grandparents start to pack a few things. Cam and I pack some of my stuff in silence.
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We all eat our last dinner in the house I've known almost forever. We eat in silence before getting into Cam's car. Cam is sixteen and can drive. My grandparents sit in the back seat and I sit in the passenger seat. It's silent for a while as we start our long drive to New York.
After a little while, I start to talk. Just rambling on and on about how cool this really is. And how cool it is that my best friend's half-goat. Out of nervousness. I always get this way. Cam laughs.
"It's good the same old Shay's back."
"Yeah, but what if the people at Camp Half-Blood don't like me? What if I'm a freak just like here? What if I'm not a good demigod? What if I don't make Apollo proud? You'll always be there right? Because I think I'd die without you. I'm serious because I'm really nervous and-"
"Take a breathe, Sunny. Everything's going to be okay. You're the nicest person ever. I'm sure you've already made Apollo proud. And yes I will. If there's any problems come to me. And you can visit your grandparents too. I'll get them an apartment nearby."
I smile and after a long time of talking and laughing, it's about midnight. And we're still driving. I decide to go to sleep. "Are you sure you'll be okay driving this late?"
My grandparents were already snoring in the backseats. "Yeah. Just go to sleep. We should be at Camp Half-Blood in the morning. I'll wake you up when we get there."
"Okay, wake me up if you need anything. Or if you just need your best friend to talk to you." I smile. He glances over at me and smiles. I think another reason we get along so well is because we're both weird. I admit I'm weird. Very weird. I love jokes and pranks and I'm hyper. I'm super nice and love helping people. I'm also smart. Cam and I don't mind being ourselves around anyone. I just wish people would accept me for me. And not try to change me. But I'd never change.
I kiss Cam on the cheek. "Thank-you so much. You're a great best friend." I get comfortable in my seat and close my eyes. After a few minutes, I fall asleep wondering about the camp.
