The Daughter of Apollo

Chapter Sixteen: The Son of Iris

Chapter Sixteen- The Son of Iris

"Seriously?!"  The girl sitting next to Lana exclaimed, earning a few confused and weird looks thrown towards the lunch table, along with a smirking son of Hades that was trying hard not to laugh. I sent a glare his way, telling him what should've been obvious. I was not happy about this.

"Yeah, seriously," I said with a sigh, turning my attention back to the matter at hand, which was informing Leanne that I couldn't go to her stupid sleepover that I still couldn't quite grasp the reasoning of my invitation. I hardly said more than three words to the girl. "So I can't go to your, uh, party Leanne. Sorry."

Leanne chuckled and shook her head. "No problem, Jaycee! We wouldn't want you to miss your date." She seemed oddly okay with this for being so insistent that I come to her party. The table was thrown into laughter as my face burned and I looked away from all the girls at the table. One of them looked at me with a little jealousy in her eyes.

"I wish I could go on a date. Even if I was forced into it," The girl sighed as another lightly shoved her. But this girl was bigger and stronger, and even a light shove knocked the jealous one off her chair and onto the floor.

"You always want to go on a date, or get a boyfriend," A red-head rolled her eyes.

"I wouldn't be talking, Anne. We know you have a crush on Eddy Dubb," Leanne smiled as Anne turned as red as her fiery hair. The previously jealous girl scrambled back onto her seat and decided to change the subject.

"So, how's the weather?" She asked, semi-serious as she took a bite of salad.

I raised my eyebrow at her. "Well, that's all I came to sa-"

"What's he like?"

"What's he look like?"

"Does he like dogs?"

Meg and Lana's friends pounded me with questions. They all leaned forward, anticipating what I was going to say. I sighed as I closed my eyes and split a blue chocolate chip cookie from Sally in half, eating each half slowly. I was very glad I brought one over from my table while I went to talk to Leanne. Too bad it seemed I was stuck here at the table of rainbows and glitter.

"He's got a good sense of humor. He's tall, curly brown hair, shining blue eyes, older brother looks nearly exactly like him except an inch or two taller. And I don't know if he likes dogs." I answered slowly, raising my eyebrow and cocking my head slightly to the side at that last one. The whole table started smiling and talking amongst each other giddily as I returned to my own lunch table.

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I was walking up the stairs to our apartment with Lana and Meg when I heard it.

A low growl, some stumbled footsteps, the heavy breaths of man or beast. I shoved my bag to Lana and ran upstairs for my bow. The growling was coming closer and there was a strangled cry. I tripped on the last step and fell to the floor, landing face-first on the ground. A patch of sunlight stretched down the hall from the window to my left. The growling monster was coming ever closer, the scrambling footsteps ever smaller, the breathing heavier than ever and slowing rapidly.

That's when it came closer towards me. A hellhound-luckily not the biggest hellhound ever-that just barely fit in the hallway, was on top a teenage boy with messy black hair who was wearing a white and black stripped hoodie. The monster was growling, lowering its head to bite the teen's head off when I raised my hand, knowing the boy was a goner and I was too far away to help-not to mention defenseless. I looked away.

But when I looked back, the boy was standing, the monster pawing at its eyes as if it couldn't see anymore. The boy was rubbing his own eyes with his hand, a surprised look on his face, like he might be going blind too.

I quickly scrambled to my feet as the boy-who had quickly recovered from his momentary blindness-ran his sword through the monster's chest as it rolled over slightly, shaking the building.

Meg and Lana scrambled up the stairs right when I got to the boy.

"Jaycee! Where did you go?" Meg called.

"Who are you?" I asked the boy. He looked familiar, and at first I thought it was Percy, but Percy wasn't wearing a hoodie today, plus he and Annabeth were taking a trip to Olympus to oversee some minor adjustments. The boy had messy black hair, and pale-like blind pale-green eyes, and pale skin that looked as though it never had seen sunlight before.

He raised his sword defensively in the opposite direction. "Who's there?" His voice was shaky and he was obviously scared.

"Hello? I'm to your right, and your sword's in the opposite direction," I answered confused. Was he really blind? I thought that was momentary. Maybe he started to see...then was confused and started to rub his eyes to see if it was true. The boy turned sharply towards the sound of my voice and placed the tip under my neck.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Not because you want to kill me, right?"

"I'm Jaycee Carter. I live in this building on this floor. Why would I want to kill a fellow demigod?"

He dug the point under my chin a little. "How'd you know I'm a demigod?"

"Dude, the sword kinda gave it away."

"Oh, right," He said sheepishly as he lowered the point. "I'm Noah White, son of Iris."

"Right, I'm a daughter of Apollo."

"I can tell. I may be blind, but everyone has an aura, and yours definitely screams the sun god."

I crossed my arms. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing. Your three friends are coming by the way."

Three?

I turned to see Meg, Lana-who was strangely blushing a light pink, either from rushing up here or because she thought Noah was cute-and Katie Gardener. She must've come out of our apartment thanks to all this noise we were making.

"Jay! What-were-you-thinking!" Lana said through gasps of air.

"Well, I heard a noise, came up here, helped this guy beat a hellhound, we talked a little, now you three showed up," I shrugged as if it were no big deal. Meg looked at me like I was crazy.

"What guy?" Meg looked around me, trying to spot someone. I turned around confused, but didn't find Noah behind me like he had been.

"I saw him! He had messy black hair and really pale skin, and great clothes!" Lana gushed, blushing even more with every word.

"Well, I didn't! And, frankly, right now, I don't care. I have my first date with Travis to worry about." Katie said using lots of hand gestures showing she was rather nervous.

I looked at Katie, an eyebrow raised. "At least you two will be actually talking," I mumbled.

"What was that?" She asked.

"Nothing."

Back in the apartment, Lana and Katie were rummaging through my closet, though why Lana was rummaging, I don't know. She knew every fabric that was in there, considering she helped pick it all out, not to mention pay for it all. I was browsing through my Linkin Park albums, when I decided it was time to pull my prank.

"Guys, I'll be right back. You two can keep looking," I announced.

They didn't even glance at me.

"Uh-huh."

"Have fun. Be back soon, though."

I sighed as I exited the door and made my way quickly to Lana's room-where I know for a fact was a key ingredient to my plan. I opened the door and went over to Lana's vanity which was piled with a couple nail polish bottles, some hair ties, some light make-up material, and...aha! Perfume bottles.

I smiled as I grabbed the girliest smell that made me gag. I covered my mouth and nose with my shirt as I quietly made my way out of our apartment and into the Blofis-Jackson residence. Sally must've been working and Paul must've gone out. I snuck into Percy's room with the bottle-my mouth still covered-and uncapped the bottle as I closed the door. I smiled inwardly as I started to spray it.

In total, I sprayed the whole room five times.