The 13th Olympian Book 1: Fire And Ice (A Percy Jackson fanfic)

New Life, New York

            First things first, all my life I've lived in the New Mexico at the San Maraca orphanage. Now I sit in a van on my way to Long Island, New York, and it is a nightmare.
We soon reached the Empire State building, everyone looked like nothing was happening, yet the pure black cloud at the top stood to differ. I wanted to ask the diver about it, but he wouldn't put down the divider. Everything about this was fishy.
The good thing was that I wouldn't have to go to school for a couple months, since today was the last day. The building we pulled up to must be where my new family lived.
I knew a few things about my new family. They are two newlyweds with a son that's about 18. I wondered about many things as I climbed the stairs, the thing I wondered about most, was why they would life in such a crowded city!
At the door was a tall lady with brown hair, a few grey streaks, but she didn't look old, she looked wise. As if she knew things we could never know. Her eyes seamed to change in the light, and it looked like she had seen some horrible things, but it also looked like she saw so much good in the world.
"Why hello!" She smiled, "Come in!"
I thanked her and came in.
She turned to me, "My names Sally blofis."