I woke with a gasp, I don't remember anything. Suddenly every thing came rushing to me; Leo, Dàsos and I arrived at the orphanage, Leo wanted to go in, I panicked, I was shaking and crying, I think I was dumped in water, I then blacked out. I was currently laying in the warm ground...wait, the warm ground... I tried to sit up, but I was blocked in by a warm log. I realized that the log was an arm, and better yet, it was the arm of Leo. He was holding me... while I was out. I smiled and moved his arm so I could get up. I looked around and more memories popped back into my mind. Memories that I considered happy. There were times I had to just get out of the orphanage, so I came here. I haven't been since Ms. Haddy found me here when I was four. If she hadn't moved anything there should be a cubby in a tree that has a bunch of knifes that I had took form that evil lady. I slowly turned so I could get a good look of the area, i stopped. I spotted the tree, I walked over to it and squatted down so I could get to the base of the tree. I removed some of the leaves, dirt and bark that covered it and there they were. The few knifes that I owned. They were covered in dirt and grime from the years of misuse; I looked over to Leo and Dàsos, they were still fast asleep. I grabbed my bag and took out my wand, with a wave and a whisper of 'Occulas Reparo' the knifes repaired and were clean. I smiled in satisfaction and put everything away. I shouldered the bag with a wince; I forgot about my bummed shoulder.
I really need to change the bandages and take a good look at it. I guess I can do it now, I can spare a few minutes and let Leo sleep. I peeled off my t-shirt and sat there in my sports bra and shorts. I unwrapped the bandages and looked at the angry red wound; I took out the first aid and poured some rubbing alcohol on it. It burned like Hades. I cleaned it up, it's getting an infection and I can't stop it; I don't know how to. All I can do is pray to Apollo that he would take care of it. I sighed and rewrapped my shoulder, taking a swig of nectar before putting everything away and pulling on a shirt. I get up and look at the sleeping form of Leo. He looks so peaceful, calm and relaxed. He looks even more carefree than what he normally is. I really hate to be the one to wake him up, but I want to look for the graveyard. I want to see my father. I softly kick him in the leg repeatedly. He groaned and told me to go away. I moved to push him, he still did not wake up. As a last resort I took my wand out and sprayed him with water. He shot up and started to look around wildly.
"Wha- what are you doing! Are you crazy?!" He sputters from the anger radiating off of him. I stifled a laugh. I could not contain it, I laughed and laughed, tears poured form my eyes.
"Hahaha, yes laugh! You look way better laughing than crying." I stopped, and looked at him, his cheeks red. He looked cute. I smiled.
"Alright, get up and let's get moving. I want to look for something, for someone." He did what I asked and I picked up the blanket last night and put in the bag. Before I could put it on it was rudely taken out of my hands.
"Your not caring it. Your shoulder still hurts, I can tell. I'll carry it. So where we going?" I just looked at this boy. He surly is crazy. I smiled inwardly.
"Somewhere. I don't want to scare you away."
"You could never."
"You sure about that?"
"Positive."
"If your so sure, then we're going somewhere that I have never been before. But it means a lot to me."
"How does it mean a lot to you if you have never been before?"
"That's the scary part. You will just have to wait and see."
"Or you could tell me?"
"Not going to happen, not yet anyway."
"Alright then. Hey! You know what we should do? Play twenty-one questions! We can get to know the deep personal stuff! Like what's your favorite color." I laughed, this kid is insane man.
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This is Who I Am
Fanfiction**CURRENTLY ON PAUSE/DISCONTINUED** What if there was a girl who was with Thalia when she died, who was with Percy in the war with Kronos, or who was in the Great Prophecy. What if the same girl was with Harry when he defeated Voldemort as a child...