Meeting the Heroes Of Olympus

*XLIII* Bianca DiAngelo

Nicolette and I were taking a walk through the park. We had just recently gotten out of that godforsaken place that the lawyers put us. But we had no one now. "How was your day, Bianca?" Nicolette asked with her cute little Italian accent. "It was good, Nicolette. I think I found a school that might take us." She smiled at me. "Good. I don't like where we're staying now." We reached our campground. The lawyers had provided us with a tent, a campfire, and scissors for protection. I pulled Nicolette into our tent. "Me neither. Which is why I had an idea. We should go to one of those stores we've seen where you sell the store things and give them the tent and scissors. Then we can possible be able to buy some campfire cookable food." Both me and Nicolette's stomach's growled at the thought of food. We hadn't eaten in about a three days. Nicolette gingered her braid slowly. "B-Bianca." "Yes?" Nicolette took a deep breath. "Is it true that now you can be a boy if you were born a girl?" I was shocked by the question, but I knew the awnser. "Yes it's true." Nicolette took a shaky breath. "Could you help me cut my hair?" I nodded, picking up the scissors. I went to undo her braid. "No. Like, I want to cut off the whole braid." I smiled at her. Snip. The braid lay on the floor. I continued trimming her hair so it looked more suitable. "Bianca? Can I ask one more favor?" "Okay. This is the last one though!" I scolded. She was always asking me favors. "Could I be your little brother now?" I smile. "Of course, little brother." Nicolette smiled at me. "Let's go sign up for the school now, little brother." I smile. We walk to the school. "Hello. I am Bianca DiAngelo. I was wondering if me and my brother could enroll here?" "Sure. What's your little brother's name?" I looked to him, unsure what he wanted to be called now. "Nico DiAngelo."