Cecilia Holmes, Daughter of Minerva (Sherlock/Percy Jackson crossover)

Chapter 37

    I wasn’t able to find Claude again before it was time to leave.

    I hefted the heavy, maroon colored backpack onto my shoulders as we walked toward the TARDIS’s doors.

    Nemesis looked different now— not like Lucy, the child of Ares. She had put on the disguise of a poised, blond business woman with a dark blue dress, high heels, and glasses. You would never recognize her in a crowd unless you looked into her eyes.

    Her hateful, bloodthirsty eyes.

    “So, you haven’t explained this to me yet,” I said, trying to focus my mind to keep it from wandering too deep into itself, “But what will I do at night? When school’s over? Where will I do my homework and sleep and stuff? You aren’t just going to leave me on the streets, right?”

    Nemesis didn’t reply right away, swinging her purse onto her shoulder and adjusting the long strap. My eyes narrowed.

    “Right...?”

    “You’ll come back here, of course,” she said, adjusting her dress. “This will be your home. I don’t plan on using the TARDIS for awhile, so it’ll be in the same place everyday, waiting for you. Just don’t let Claude see it.” She raised her head, but I quickly looked away, nodding at the floor.

    “Good. Now, let’s get going. We don’t want to be late for your first day of school, do we?” she exclaimed as she threw open the doors.

    We both walked out onto the street and I took a look around. Gray clouds hung in the sky, shielding the quiet neighborhood from the early morning sun and making it chilly. I braced myself against the cool breeze, looking around. It seemed we were on the outside of a neighborhood, near a main road. The TARDIS was parked not too far away from a stop sign and stood up against a tall, wooden fence. It was a conspicuous place to park it, I thought, but then again people often didn’t question things in today’s society, so I wasn’t too worried.

    Nemesis made her way down the street and I quickly followed, hefting my backpack further onto my shoulders. In less than ten minutes we were crossing a busy street and passing by multiple fast food restaurants. A little bit further up the street from the busy square was Nelson High. It was a large building and students still loitered about the full parking lot. I tried to put on a friendly face even though just the sight of such puerile teenagers disgusted me.

    We walked into the busy halls of the public high schools and I couldn’t help but wonder about my chances of successfully completing the task.

    I can take on the most vicious of monsters and solve any problem of any kind, but she is asking me to do something I cannot do— she’s asking me to be normal.

    But then I remembered what Claude said.

    Wait… was he serious? Does he mean I should actually… be… myself? I glanced around at the highschoolers around me. Nerds, jocks, flirts, and all sorts of other kids walked down the hall, talking to each other. Could they handle the real me? I hesitated as I considered the pros and cons. I suppose I’m only staying for less than a month… As long as I don’t get kicked out, I suppose I don’t have anything to lose.

    But… Claude. If I be myself, how will I get him to trust me?

    I shook my head, hating the confusion that clouded my senses.

    “I just need to let it happen,” I whispered, forcing myself to relax. “Just… let it happen. And not screw up when it does.”

    Nemesis stopped in front of an office door and knocked. I came to stand behind her and read the words printed on the door: Principle Eberhart.