Voiceless(ON HOLD)

Chapter 7

S'up stitches.

The story.

A girl with blackish brownish hair was at my locker waiting for me. When I got close, I could see her shockingly blue eyes. Her hair was wavy, and in a way, like the shape of a storm cloud. Her pale skin stood out. She had this sliverish bronzeish lightning necklace. The delicate chain wrapped around her pale neck. She had on a dark gray shirt little bit off her shoulder, tucked in the front of her sky blue distressed skinny jeans. On her feet, were black combat boots. She had black mascara on with hints of other cosmetics. She walked up to me.

"I'm the real Johanna Lébombiér. Daughter of Zeus." She said in this proud tone. No one stopped to gawk at her.

"Wait. What?" I replied

"The hydra knocked me out in a fight and before I blacked out, I saw her trying to morph into me." She said.

"But how did the hydra get your looks wrong?" I replied

"Sometimes the Mist gets the looks wrong, but yet that's how people remember me." She said smirking. Her regal face was always smirking, I wanted to slap it off.

"I have to go to camp, and I have to say hello to Damian, and Mr.Gangly." She walked away, leaving me in a state of shock.

I got my books for music, math, and language arts. I shut my top locker. I walked to my next class. Music with Miss Versa. I'll you about Miss.Versa. She has dark brown, long, wavy hair like a tree's bark, like this tree out front, and leaf green eyes. Her classroom is right by this huge sycamore tree out front, and she is super protective of it. She won't let anyone touch it and litter around it, or no posters can be on that tree. Mr.Gangly stopped me in the hallway.

"Dawn, tell Miss Versa about what happened in homeroom, ok?" He asked.

"Yes, Mr.Gangly." I replied. He let me go.

I walked in between hallways, and people(so annoying). I got to music unscathed. Relax, it was sarcasm. Damian was already there, cheater. Miss Versa smiled her warm smile that she always smiles. She is my favorite teacher, by far, no offense Mr.Gangly.

"Damian. Psssttt. Damian!" I loudly whispered.

"What?!" He hissed/replied annoyed. I smirked.

"Did Johanna, the real one, say hello to you?" I questioned him.

" Yes, why?" He held out the 'y' sound in why.

"I met her at my locker." I said, shrugging.

He looked alarmed. He was about to say something, but the bell cut him off, signaling class is in session. I remembered what Mr.Gangly told me what to do. I walked up to Miss Versa, and told her everything. Little did I know that Damian had a plan for tommorrow to get us to camp, and could get us killed. Like Aladdin sang one jump ahead. Gotta keep your mind one jump ahead.

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Kerri