Well Lookie Here I'm a Demigod

Chapter 35

(Guys. Like seriously. This is the last chapter. Enjoy)

(Another thing, I already wrote this so I decided to give you this today today too)

Ariana

The last thing I remember is being punched and slapped and elbowed all over and seeing Annabeth crying behind me while I was carried to the infirmary.

Now I lay on a cot staring at the infirmary ceiling with all of my friends around me. Annabeth has finally quit sobbing and they're just staring at me now.

"What are we going to do?" Annabeth asks. Nobody answers until Percy breaks the silence and says, "We just have to hope for the best." Everyone stays silent for a long time. We stay silent for what seems like forever until I manage to say, "Guys, I'm going to be okay, I promise." Everyone barely nods.

Annabeth bites her cheek and looks at Percy. They make eye contact and Percy says, "We should probably let you get some rest." everyone agrees, except me, and they leave.

I'm really lonely here all alone. I count the squares on the ceiling-there are 83 by the way-until I fall asleep. I wake up with everyone around me again. "Oh my gods you're awake!" Annabeth says. I wonder why she said that, it's probably only been a couple of hours.

"Why, it's only been a couple of hours!" I say and scowl. "That's what you said when you fell off the climbing wall. It has been two days, Ariana. I was worried sick!" Annabeth tells me. I remember when I fell off the climbing wall. Boy, was that fun.

"Well, anyway, I'm awake now." I tell Annabeth in a 'duh' tone. "But barely alive," Annabeth adds on. What? I think. How is that possible? I feel fine!

"You are seriously about to die," Percy says. "Can you not feel your heartbeat getting slower and slower?" I think and reply, "No, I don't feel anything at all actually." They all look at each other worriedly, "Goodbye, Ariana." Annabeth says. Everyone says their goodbyes and I manage to croak out "No!" Before everything turns black.

•••

"Ariana! Ariana! Wake up!" My teacher, Ms. Chancllor, yells at me. I wake up and look around. I'm in a classroom, not just any classroom, my classroom. My mythology teacher, in my school, West Point High.

All of it was a dream. I look around and see my classmates staring at me, I mumble, "Sorry, Ms. Chancllor." she nods slightly and turns back to the chalkboard and starts writing. I am not paying attention until the school bell rings, saying it's the end of the day.

I'm walking home and I'm on bridge with water beneath me that looks vaguely familiar. I walk on this bridge everyday, of course it looks familiar. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see a lady in a tight black leather dress, following me, and a boy in the water with a mirror in his hand.

(OH MY GOSH IT'S OVER I'M GONNA CRY. DO YOU GET WHAT HAPPENED? YEAH? NO? OKAY. BUT STILL I THINK IT WAS PRETTY CLEVER OF ME. Okay, yeah I'm so sad that this book is over and I've enjoyed it soo much, I may not have very many reads, but I love all of y'all so much, thanks for reading my book and yeah.)