Switched

Chapter 2 : Reyna

Chapter 2

Reyna:

"Wake up already!" Someone shouted, banging at the door. My eyes shot open instantly. I sat up, a little groggily and rubbed my eyes.

The knocking continued. I looked down at the bed and yelped in surprise. This wasn't my bed!

I looked around, where was I? I didn't recognise the room. It was plain, it had a bed with white sheets, a cupboard with a mirror and a desk at the corner. I walked over to it. The soft board adjacent to the desk was almost bare, except one photograph, and girl with her father.

She had flowing brown hair, which was flying the wind, and her face was full of life. Her eyes were a mixture of blue and green, with flecks of brown, which added to her beauty. In her hand was a surfboard.

I walked to the mirror, wondering if that girl was me. One look, and I knew I was wrong.

I wasn't even half as pretty as her.

Then I thought, what sort of person forgets their appearance?

"I'll break the door down!" Someone shouted, and banged even harder.

I walked to the door, maybe this person would have some answers.

"Well, about time Pipe-r?" He stopped awkwardly when he saw me.

The boy was around fifteen, with curly black hair, and eyes that reminded me of melting chocolate. I felt my cheeks light up.

His eyes went wide, "Who-Who are you, what have you done with Piper?"

I wanted to scream, "Don't ask me stuff like that! I haven't done anything." But, my brain calmed down and I said, "Is Piper the name of the girl who owns this room?" I was surprised at my own voice, calm and regal.

The boy nodded, "Why are you in her room?"

I wracked my brain, why was I in her room? "I don't know." I said truthfully, at the end.

He shook his head. "I don't know what's going on, so I'm just going to take you to coach Hedge."

"Who?"

"Coach Hedge."

"Alright."

Maybe he was some sort of authority. Maybe he could help me.

"My name is Leo, by the way." I looked at him and he gave me this dazzling crooked grin. I blinked, what's wrong with me?

I think he wanted me to introduce myself too, I opened my mouth to do so, but stopped. What was my name? I couldn't remember, so I just nodded.

We reached a door and Leo knocked. I could hear voices talking inside. "Come in." Someone shouted.

Leo opened the door and walked in, beckoning me to follow. I felt my hands go clammy as I walked in.

There were three people in the room, a girl and boy, standing very close to each other, and a man, about fifty, with curly hair and a limp.

"You're a faun." I stated, as though it was a fact. How did I know that?

He made a 'pfft' noise, "Satyr! Fauns are Roman."

The girl, who looked a little older than I was spoke up, "How could you possibly know that?"

I looked at her, her golden curls gave her a princess like air, but her stormy grey eyes made her look serious, like someone you shouldn't mess with.

"I-I don't know." I replied.

"Who are you?" She quizzed.

"I don't know."

"What's your name?"

"I don't know!"

"Wait!" Leo interrupted, "What are you people talking about? What's a faun?"

The satyr glared and lifted his bat, "Satyr, Valdez, satyr!"

"Stop! Both of you!" The boy said, speaking up for the first time. He was gorgeous, with windblown raven hair and sea green eyes, but I knew from the closeness of how they were standing, he was with the blonde girl.

"We'll explain later Leo." The boy continued, "Right now you need to come with us."

"I could have done this myself." The satyr mumbled.

"Of course you could have Gleeson." The girl said, "But now that Chiron sent us, can we please leave?"

"Everything will be explained on the way." The boy said, looking at Leo's untrusting glare.

"You want us to follow you even though you're strangers?" Leo countered.

"Yup." He said simply.

"Fine." Leo huffed, "But what about Piper?"

"That's why we're here." The girl said, her stormy eyes blazing, "Your friend has been taken."

Now before you ask me, whaaaat? This chapter and the previous one didn't take place on the same day, and Chiron knew of Hera's plans, thus he sent Percy and Annabeth to Wilderness.

Rue.