Jasons POV
I dropped my slip into the box, smiling professionally as they took my photo. As a model, I knew most everything about pictures and poses - which would surely come in handy if I were to be selected.
After I was done, I started to run back to my neighborhood. It was quite a ways, so I could get a good work out out of it. I paid attention to my surroundings, since it was quite rare I came here. I saw a rich girl place something in her pocket without paying, and averted my eyes. I saw a skinny boy making a delivery. A girl on the streets caught my eye - she had lightning blue eyes that seemed like they would strike me down. Her hair was short, black, and messy - everything about her seemed vaguely familiar but foreign at the same time.
I wanted to offer her something - I needed to. I slowed down, kneeling in front of her. "I'm sorry, Miss, but do I know you?"
She raised an eyebrow. "You don't call castes below you "miss." Respect does not exist for 8's."
"You just seem very familar to me. Like. . . . " I looked down at the ground.
"Like?" She smirked.
I took $50 worth of money and dropped it into her jar. She was not begging. She held her head high, even in rags.
She did not deserve poverty.
I turned away and continued my run.
She must be a rebel, I thought. She was too prideful for an eight. She must've been born into a good caste, rebelled and made an eight. She should go back to the other rebels, groups that secretly camped together and made plots against the castle, plots to change the government.
God knows it needed change.
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FanfictionHeroes Of Olympus Selection AU. Each of the seven are seperated into a caste; Percy is a mistreated 7, Annabeth is a striving 3, Frank is a strict 2, Hazel is a talented 5, Piper was a 2 but was made an 8, Jason is a 2, Leo is a 6, Nico is a 6. Roma...
