"It's here somewhere, I know it!" I shout, clearly frustrated. I stand up from my crouched position. I feel Liam's strong hands on my shoulders.
"You'll find it, I know you will." he says, pressing his lips to the top of my head.
"I'm sorry, but I don't need comfort, I need the fucking chariot." I say. He sighs against my hair.
"Maybe we skipped something." he says. I shake my head.
"I've look everywhere, I didn't skip it! And if it was hidden on freaking Olympus, why couldn't dad find it?!" I shout. The sun shines brighter as if he heard me. I closed my eyes and sighed deeply through my nose. Liam's hands were still on my shoulders. I put my hands on top of them, trying to focus on the positive. I feel something... strong. I start moving towards it, then stop. I open my eyes and there it is. My dad's chariot. I squeal with joy.
"Finally! Wow, I didn't think it would look like a tour bus..." I say.
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Heroes of Camp Half-Blood
HumorRelationships will be tested in this thrilling st- okay, cut the crap. This is a fun story me and my friend Sara are writing. It involves Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus characters, and.... enjoy! Or not. Your choice. -Ellie SALEO FOREVAH!!!! -Sara
