Demigods Among the Mortals

-Jacob Luis-

Jacob POV-
A scrawny—oh. Wait. I should probably introduce myself. Well, I'm Jacob Luis and today I was at Indego High School for the 'Demigod Shadowing' program.

It lasted two days, and you got to follow around a demigod. Very few people were chosen, and I was one of them.

So that leads us to were we are now, a scrawny Latino looking boy was walking towards me. I had one thought on my mind: this couldn't possibly be the demigod. Much less one of the savors of the world.

Yes, I know the demigod I was shadowing was one of the savors.

As I said, he was walking towards me, and now he's in front of me.

"You must be Jacob." He said.

"You are?" I asked.

"Leo Valdez, son of Hephaestus." The boy—Leo—said.

I laughed, "You couldn't possibly have saved the world."

"Your right," He said thoughtfully, "I only blew her up, sending her into eternal sleep."

"Your lying." I said.

No one else was around us, so I didn't really care what I said.

Apparently neither did he.

He lifted up his hand, and something amazing happened.

It caught on fire.

And Leo wasn't burning.

I was about ready to freak out, so I guess Leo thought it was enough and extinguished the flame.

His hand hadn't shown any signs to having been on fire not only 2 seconds ago.

"Listen," Leo said, "I don't really care if you believe me. But, I do care about what you say. You saw nothing, you heard nothing. Got it? I'm not a demigod, and your just a random teen shadowing me because you might end up going here."

"Got it." I said, with a little fear in my voice.

Leo seemed satisfied, "Good. Let's go."

Leo and I excited the empty hallway, and I followed him to his first class.

As I followed him, I studied him. He was wearing a white shirt, cargo pants, and a tool belt.

Tool belt?

Why would he need a tool belt?

Whatever, I'll figure that out later.

He had brown, curly hair, running shoes, and had grease smeared on his shirt, pants, face, hair, shoes, and—well you get the point.

He looked like he fixed a car, then decided he should probably go to school right away without cleaning up.

It was disgusting.

Despite being so small though, you could see obvious muscles, defined arms, and strong hands. You could tell he worked out. He looked like he could do a lot of damage, but was stuck in a puny body that could only get him so far.

We made it to the class in no time, and we were obviously late.

As soon as we opened the door, heads turned to us.

"Late again Leo? And who's your friend?" The teacher asked.

"He's shadowing me today, he's deciding if he'll come here next year." Leo said.

"It's awfully early to be shadowing." The teacher said suspiciously.

"He has an odd family." Leo replied, looking for a seat but only finding two in the front.