Bruno Stareni

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The noise was incredibly loud, almost loud enough to distract me, but not quite. I pushed through the water and touched the wall. I sat on the edge of the pool, breathing heavily. The crowd cheered louder. I had finished first. I, Bruno Stareni, had won an Olympic Gold Medal.

The other swimmers reached the wall as soon as I got out.

"43.2 seconds to Stareni from the USA," the announcer said. My team cheered.

"Next up, 200 meter freestyle," the voice announced again. I hopped of the side and walked to my team. I was greeted by "congratulations" and "great job"s. The next swimmer from our team walked to the pool and prepared himself.

It was Percy Jackson, the fastest one on our team, in the world. He had won multiple medals when he was 24. Now he was 28, and ready to win again. The horn blew and they were off. He was behind for a little bit, but on the last lap, he was winning by a ton. He slapped the wall and stood up. The other swimmers came in.

"1 minute 36.53 for Jackson of the USA. An Olympic Record" (AN/ I actually looked this up)

The US team cheered and Percy came over and high-fived all of us.

"Wow! Percy that was incredible," I told him.

"Thanks Bruno, you were great too!" He exclaimed back, looking intensely happy.

The races continued and the USA team won a lot of them! We were definitely going home with some medals. The Japan team was pretty good in the 400 meter relay, but we beat them with Percy as our anchor and me as the third person.

After it was over for the day, a reporter came over and started to interview people from our team. She started with me.

person giving the interview: italics        Bruno: regular

"So, Bruno, what pushed you to swim as fast as you could?"

"I thought of our country, our troops, especially my family. And I guess it just made me swim the fastest I could."

"So, do you feel confident about your team winning tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I guess I feel pretty good about it, given our times today."

"Thank you." She walked away. She had moved onto Percy.

"That was an Olympic record! How did you do it, what pushed you?"

"Well, it was probably thinking of my family and friends, especially my k-" Percy was cut off by two little children, one waddling towards him, one skipping. The little one, was a boy with blonde hair and green eyes. He was probably a little over one year old. The little girl had black hair and gray eyes and looked around four. She was wearing a small orange t-shirt and black leggings.

"Daddy!" she yelled, while the little boy said, "Dada!"

"Oh, they think you're their dad, isn't that adorable?" the reporter told Percy.

Percy started to respond, but a woman ran out and picked up the little one. She had curly blonde hair and stormy gray eyes that was analyzing every move you made. In other words, she was beautiful. But I had my own beautiful wife. I realized that the kids looked like the woman, her hair on the boy and her eyes on the girl.

But they also looked like Percy. The girl had black hair, like his. The boy had sea green eyes, like Percy. I noticed a glint on Percy's hand, a wedding ring. There was a ring on the woman's finger too, both with a weird gray stone and a green stone.

"Sorry! They just wanted to say hi," the lady apologized.

"Oh, no problem! They're adorable! Are they yours?" The reporter asked.

"Yes. Thank you," the woman said.

"C'mon Selena! Daddy's busy right now, you'll see him soon, okay?" She told her daughter, who was protesting.

"Can we pause the interview for a couple minutes?" The reporter sounded confused.

"Yeah, that would be good, thanks," Percy spoke for the first time.

"Daddy!" 'Selena' screamed and ran into Percy's arms.

"Hi Leah! Did you have a good time with Aunt Piper and Sky?"

"Yeah! Sky and I played princess and we dressed up Uncle Leo and it was SOOOO funny!" Selena told him as she sat in his lap.

"I admit..it was really funny. Do you want to show Daddy the picture?" the lady as she asked Selena.

"Yeah! Mommy took a picture! It's really funny!" Selena yelled excitedly.

"C'mon Annabeth, I want to see!" Percy said. 'Annabeth' laughed and showed him a picture on her iPhone. He grinned widely and tickled Selena.

"Oh, I'm being really rude right now. Bruno, this is my wife Annabeth and my kids, Selena and Luke," Percy said. Annabeth and Selena waved.

"You're married, Percy?" the reporter asked, always looking for a news story.

"Yeah, for 5 years now," he responded, looking at his wife. Selena and Luke were running around, playing tag, except Luke was much slower than her.

"Hey, Bruno, want to come over to where I'm staying and have dinner with us and a couple friends? You can bring your family," Annabeth asked me. The reporter was gone by now, so it was just me and their family.

"Sure, just let me ask my wife," I told her gratefully. I called my wife, Becky, and she told me she would meet me at the address.

I talked with Percy and earned so much more about him. We drove in a car with tinted windows because a famous swimmer and a famous architect with their kids and another Olympic swimmer would've caused some attention.

After that night, I learned a lot more about "Percabeth" and their kids.


AN/    Hello everybody!! Again...thank you for reading and voting.  I guess I'll see you guys next time.

P.S. I might update one more chapter today...maybe not...no promises guys  ;p

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