D Is For Delta {ON HIATUS}

Chapter One

Hey there, I'm Rose Thorn. And before you say anything about my name, no, my mom did not name me after a bush. She named me after her favourite character from Doctor Who, Rose Tyler. Brave, resourceful, and kind, just like me.

Well, at least sometimes like me.

My mom is Melissa Thorn, the best mother ever. She works at a diner in Beaverton. I get my shitty eyesight from her, along with the ability to set something down, walk away, and forget where it is. She's been there for me since day one, even when I got suspended for a week for falling asleep in Mr. Henderson's class. You might as well expel me because I'm always tired. He's always trying to get me in trouble.

Anyways, my mom is always supporting me no matter my choices. Unless it has to do with Will.

Will Waters is my mom's new husband (I don't know what she sees in that guy). They've been together since last August, and they are so annoying. I know I should be happy that my mom found someone she likes, but why do they always have to make out right in front of me. It's gross.

Will is a total sweetheart around my mom, but the moment she leaves us alone he is a total jerk. Like, I ask a simple yes or no question and he gives me the evil eye and relies with his voice dripping in sarcasm. I got a B- in math? Grounded for a week. Start a civilized argument about the dress code? Bye-bye allowance and hello being grounded for a month.

I swear, sometimes i don't think that man is even human. One time, I was doing my homework and he walked in to see what I was doing and...

I'm getting off topic, aren't I? I do that a lot. Anyways, my mom is awesome, Will is not.

I live in downtown Portland, a few blocks away from Powell's City of Books with mom and Will. It's a pretty nice apartment, with three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and there's this ladder I found that leads to the roof. It has a great view of the city at night, and if I squint hard enough, I can see my high school in the distance. That high school is where my story began.

Well, sort of. It actually began at home.

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I unlocked the door to the apartment with my backpack slung over my shoulder, keys in one hand and today's mail in the other. After hanging my keys on the wall and throwing my backpack onto my bed, I began to search the cupboards for a snack while flipping through the mail.

Three bills for mom, a fancy letter for Will, a letter for me, a card from cousin Ivy in-

Wait. A letter for me? I never get mail. I stared at the cream envelope fora good ten seconds before actually reading who it's from. Words were printed neatly on the front with no real return address:

Delta High
Rose Thorn

And below was my address.

I took a seat at the dining table, wondering what the letter was about. After a few minutes of very good imagination, curiosity won and I ripped open the and turned it upside-down. A car sticker with the Greek letter delta fell onto the table, along with a folder piece of later hold together by another red delta. It said;

Delta High

Ms. Thorn,

The schools for demigods and other magical people would like to inform you that you are qualified to attend. For the past three months you have shown signs as your father being on of magical descent. Which magical being is unknown, but will be sorted out once a representative brings you to Delta High. They should be there once you finish reading this letter.
Good day to you, and good luck on your journey here.