Switched

Chapter 1 : Piper

Chapter 1

Piper:

Walking up with a bucket of freezing water being splashed on face isn't my ideal way of waking up. I prefer the gradual turning and shifting until I'm finally capable of pulling myself out of bed. I'm not a morning person, and it was way too early.

"Wake up!" Someone said, shaking me.

I groaned and blinked. Too much light, I thought as I tried to open my eyes.

Finally the fuzzy image of the girl who woke me up became clearer. She was short, about thirteen or fourteen with crazy curly golden brown hair, dark skin and her eyes were an unusual shade of golden.

I blinked, "Who are you?"

She bit her lip, "I'm Hazel, can you get up?"

I nodded, "Yeah, why wouldn't I be able to?"

She looked at me, "I don't know, I found you on the ground a few minutes ago, I didn't really know what to expect."

I got up and dusted my jeans off, "I'm fine, see?"

She gave me a small smile, "Good to know."

I looked around, "Where am I?"

She looked confused, "Don't you know where you are? You're in the fields of Mars. Which Cohort are you in?"

Cohort? Nope, nothing clicked, "What's a cohort?"

"You're on probatio?"

"I'm on what?" What was this girl talking about?

"Oh boy," Hazel frowned, "I have to take you to Jason."

Who's Jason? "Uh, okay. Can I change first?" I point at my wet clothes.

She looks at me sheepishly, "Sorry about that, I saw you lying there and panicked."

I smiled, "It's alright."

"I'll give you something to wear." She said, "Follow me."

I nodded and followed her, looking around me. We walked through the grass until we reached a thin winding road to a gate.

A boy waited for us at the entrance.

I went red, I could feel my cheeks go warm. Suddenly I was trying to remember if I had combed my hair this morning, but funnily enough, I couldn't.

He was tall, with close cropped blonde hair and dark blue eyes. He was perfect, almost, except a small scar on the corner of his lip. He was dressed in a purple bed sheet, why was he dressed that way?

I realised I was staring at him and quickly looked away.

"Hazel," He said, "You've brought a stranger to Camp?"

Hazel's cheeks lit up, "I found her unconscious in the fields of Mars, Jason."

So this was Jason.

He finally looked at me, and a sort of look passed his eyes briefly. I don't know which emotion passed through it, but something did.

"I see. Any sign of Reyna?" Who's Reyna?

"No Jason," Hazel shook her head, "But the others are still looking."

He nodded, "It isn't like her to disappear like that."

I felt like waving my arms in the air and screaming, "Hello? Still alive, you know." But just then he looked at me.

"What's her name, Hazel?"

Hazel went a darker shade of red, "I, I forgot to ask." She mumbled.

Jason sighed, "What's your name?" He asked, finally addressing me.

I opened my mouth to reply, but then shut it again. What was my name? Did I have one? I didn't remember it.

"I-I don't know." I said finally.

"You don't know?" Jason said, not being mocking but genuinely surprised.

"I don't remember."

Suddenly I saw this scene play in my mind.

I saw a boy. I saw myself laughing, and then him saying, "Very funny, Piper." I saw him running after me, I saw him making a helicopter out of sticks and rubber bands. Leo.

I saw an old man with a bat shouting at me, "You are in so much trouble Ms. McLean!"

I blinked, "Piper, My name is Piper McLean."