I loudly knocked on the hotel door, getting the attention of Olive. “Let me in!” I yelled to her. It was getting hotter outside as the Sun rose into the sky.
“I could use this time to get what I want…” she thought out loud, at least now I see how she is a sister of Tate.
“What could you possibly want that I have?” I groaned.
“Information,” she stated. “I just want a few answers to my questions.”
I sighed, than banged my head on the door. “Fine, go ahead and ask away.”
“Where are we going?” she asked like an interrogator.
“We are going to end up in Camp Half-Blood, but first we are going to take a trip to Florida,” I informed her.
She swung the door open and fangirled. “Are we going to Disney World? I always wanted to go!” she cheered.
I quickly got into the room and then told her, “No, we are going to visit my dad.”
Her smile dropped, I obviously just murdered her bubble. “Fine, if I don’t die on the way.”
“I make no promises,” I joked. I looked down at my clothes, just a layered top and sweat pants. I’m not going to travel in the summer like that, so I quickly made my way over to my bag and pulled out an Ariel tank top and denim shorts. My boots were under the bed with Destiny Maker (that is the name of my dagger) so I pulled them out and rushed to the bathroom to put them on.
I came out to see that Olive was at the door, talking to someone. “Who is at the door?” I called to her.
She looked over her shoulder to see me and quickly turned back to whoever was outside to end the conversation. I heard hushed whispering, only picking up whenever they said something with a “S” in it.
“Olive, who is that?” I asked as I tried to see whoever it was by looking over her shoulder. I still couldn’t get a good view with the amount of time I had.
Olive slammed the door and looked at me. “Just my grandparents,” she answered then skipped over to my bag to pick out something to wear.
My eyes widened, connecting the dots. “You mean your grandmothers?” I questioned.
“You could say that,” she shrugged than took a change of clothes into the restroom.
I stared at the door that shut behind her, wondering what could have happened. I made my way over to the door and quickly swung it open but didn’t see any sign of anyone there.
“What is it?” I heard from behind me and turned to face Olive. She wore a Snow White shirt, a pair of jeans, and her own purple sneakers.
“Nothing, nothing at all,” I answered. “Are you wearing that because we are going to Disney?” I asked, gesturing to her Snow White shirt.
“I could ask the same thing for you,” she responded, pointing to my Ariel shirt.
“Well played,” I commented while I swung my bag onto my back. I walked over to my bed, took the poetry book out of my pillow, and then placed it into my bag. “Okay, now lets go.”
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Silenced (Demigod Story)
FanfictionBeing a demigod is hard enough with all of the monsters that attack, but Floret has to go through it all without being able to talk. Her life is hard enough but then she must also deal with who her mother really is... (To read from Cali's pov, read...
