The Broken Girl (A Percy Jackson Fan Fiction)

Chapter Two- The Broken Girl's Ah-mah-zing Entrance

Chapter Two- The Broken Girl's Ah-mah-zing Entrance

Amela's POV

Beth, my new nickname for Annabeth, had a vision thingy, so now we have to save a kid with one shoe! Yippee!

So Butch, a child of Iris, his going with me and Annabeth. Since he's good with the Pegasus.

Will let us borrow his chariot. So we got in the chariot. And went off to a mountain where a kid with one shoe is.

Today I wore a leather jacket and a frilly white tank top. I have on black jeans with rips exposing most of the skin on my legs. They are my favorite kind of jeans, jeggings. Jeggings are, honestly, a combination of leggings and jeans.

I wore a black bandanna in my hair like a headband. I put on black combat boots the lace up to my upper calf, almost to my knees. I tucked my jeans in my boots.

I wore my chin length hair without clips or anything else but the bandanna. I wore bright red lipstick, very little eyeliner, some gray/black eyeshadow, and some mascara.

Me and Thalia have literally, the same attire. Seriously, we're like goth, I think. I mean, we both wear mostly black and white.

Beth is wearing the bright orange camp half blood shirt. She's wearing light jean shorts with a braided tan belt. Her hair is in a high ponytail.

She's wearing gray all star shoes. And pretty much the same makeup. Except she's wearing blush. Ha! She blushes enough with Percy around... oh wait, he's not here.

I started laughing. It felt so good to be up in the sky, where I belong. Apparently my laughter is very contagious because Beth started just giggling then flat out ROTFL.

We laughed while Butch chuckled at our stupidity.

As I have seen many times when I was on my phone, my iPhone 5s, demigod safe, on Instagram," the uglier the snap chat, the closer that relation." Beth and I send very ugly snap chats so, we are very close. Duh.

A mountain came into view then. Butch stopped chuckling and elbowed me and Beth. We both glared at him then he pointed to the mountain.

" Ohhhhh." Beth said at the same time as me.

" So him," I gave Butch a look," or her, has got to be there." I nodded along with Beth.

" No one is there though." I said smartly. But we looked around anyway and found three kids standing there talking.

" Ha! There are people here." she said smugly. I did the maturely thing I could think of, I spit my tongue out at her.

That sounds like my tongue isn't connected to my mouth and I spit it on her. *cue evil laugh* Actually, I think the term is stuck my tongue out at her but, what the hey.

They must have heard us because they looked at us. I wasn't happy they weren't Percy but whatever, I guess. We were still quite far from landing, like 1000 feet or so.

I was very bored so I did the normal thing, I played with Beth's hair. She tried swatting at my hands but I just swatted them back.

" IF YOU DARE RUIN MY MASTERPIECE, I SWEAR ON THE RIVER STYXS, BETH, THAT I WILL CUTOFF YOUR HAIR!" I warned her. I didn't yell but I talked loudly, emphasizing my point.

I redid her hair into a French Fishtail braid. It's like a French braid but fishtail style. I made it so it would hang over her shoulder.

I wore a smug look on my face.

" I did it, I did it! Uh huh, uh huh!" I said.

She sighed.

" Does it look remotely good, Ree-Ree?" she asked.