Nico di Angelo and the Survivors

Chapter 7

Kris's Pov.

Identify the type of reaction:

N2 + H2 -----> NH3

H2O ---> 2H2 + O2

AgCl + BaBr2 ----> AgBr + BaCl2

I groaned and laid my head softly against my bed. The carpet was soft, and I was sitting crossed legged on it with my chemistry textbook on my lap. Our teacher was so hard on us, but I kept having constant head aches during the whole day that I couldn't even understand what the teacher was trying to explain to us. I sighed and picked up the book again. I was trying to study today, so I wouldn't have to study later in the break, but at times like this my eyes completely fail me. The numbers swim all over the pages while my eyes start stinging as I try to make out the words. I squinted at the letters and functions when I heard the door creak open.

"Hey Sharkie,"

I scowled as Nico appeared at the doorway, grinning like a maniac while I'm here studying my eyes out. Sighing, I slumped down on the side of the bed on to the floor and glared at Nico, who was still smiling.

"Don't call me Sharkie," I hissed, but the smile didn't disappear as he slid down next to me.

"Well you got shark teeth, so that ultimately makes you Sharkie,"

"But I'm not a shark!" I shouted in exasperation, but the guy wouldn't stop.

"You don't know that,"

"Yes I do,"

"So why are your teeth so pointy?"

"Because the dentist made it like that, jeez! I told you this already!" I complained, remembering when everyone had pointed it out when I got back from the appointment. Rumors started going around, but luckily not about me, but stuff like your dentists are vampires or that dentistry is probably filled with monsters!

"Sure..."

"Oh whatever," I grumbled throwing my pillow at Nico, but he easily grabbed it before impact as he started laughing.

"Whatcha got there?" he asked pointy at the textbook I had currently given up on that was laying on my lap like a trap waiting to spring up and catch me at any moment. I sighed, thinking about just falling into the trap.

"Chemistry mid-final the day we get back from break. My teacher practically hates us all," I muttered darkly as I opened the book again, studying some more formulas as I saw Nico shrug in the corner of my eye.

"Can't be that bad," he said and I literally thought of laughing right in his face.

"You don't know the half of it," I chuckled as Nico just kept shrugging.

"Yeah, that's why I chose biology," he said with a slight smirk on his face as I sent a glare straight at him.

"Not helping," I growled while he sighed, walking around the room. I looked back at my textbook, trying to memorize some more formulas when suddenly pale fingers appeared right in front of my face, snapping me out of my haze. I looked up and glared at Nico, but I momentarily stopped as he outstretched his hand, practically offering it. I glanced up, confused, at Nico, but he merely huffed as he looked me in the eye.

'Well you gonna take it or not?" he asked and I thought about it. Nico was different, the way that the shadows seemed to cling to him, but that didn't matter to me. He smiled like any normal person and made some jokes, but that wasn't it. Normal people weren't my type of people. Nico was like family, always near never judging (well not always) and never let me handle things alone.