Tales Of A Demigod {A Collection Of Stories} (PJO & HOO Related)

New Friend?

I sat in Central Park. People walking around, sitting at a park table. Sketching. A boy with brown hair and light gray eyes hummed a few notes of a song I didn't recognize.

He moved closer to me.
Inching towards me slowly. I looked up at him from time to time. Smiled if we looked at each other at the same time. He ended up sitting across from me at the table.

"What are you drawing?"
"What I picture my family would look like now."
He tilted his head slightly.
"Picture? Don't you know what they look like?"
I shook my head.
"Are they... Gone?"
I nodded.
"I'm sorry"
"It's okay, they just all had the bad luck in the family. I got all the good luck."
He held out his hand for me to shake it, "I'm Justin, and with you not using technology I'm assuming your a demigod, or a demititan?"

I nodded slowly, taking his hand and shaking it, "Melissa, Daughter of Poseidon."

"I'm the Son of Selene the moon titaness." He smiles. I nod, "So, Melissa why are you here?" He gestures around himself, I know he means the park. "Peace and quiet. Away from my life at camp, the life where I know it's my fault my family is dead."

Lots of tears later and I'm walking back to his apartment with him because he wants to give me a
Safe place to sleep.

He sat at the door after locking it, point me in the direction of his bedroom to sleep in that night. My eyes still watering from tears.

That next morning I woke up with a breakfast tray by the bedside table. A grabbed the napkin, and a pencil from my notebook, writing down my phone number.

I did have a phone after all I just didn't use it at much as a normal teenage girl would. I brought the tray out into the living room where Justin sat. "Dude, you didn't have to do this.." I stare at him. "Nah it's fine, anything for you, you've been through a lot." I smile, and hand him the cup of coffee that was on the tray, "At least drink the coffee, I don't drink the stuff." I wrinkle my nose slightly. He nods, smiling and I eat my breakfast.

A few minutes later I'm in the bathroom running my fingers through my hair and trying to look presentable. I walk out of the bathroom. "Justin my phone number is on the napkin in your room. Call me if you need anything." I gave him and hug and slid out of the door.

A few hours I got a call from him asking if he could come to camp with me, I told him he could stay in my cabin since, due to mortal science, the moon controls the tides of the ocean, It only make sense.

He stayed a few days, we had fun together, he ate at my table, and he went back home.

Nothing happened.