Demi-God Story's

Demi-God Story 1 (Summer)

Hey everyone! this is my first story, im only 11, so i hope you enjoy! XD i hope it turns out to be a good story, this is a fiction story as you can see, please no rude comments, i didnt copy Rick Riorden, i just made my own fantasy story about it! =D i will add more chapters soon! please vote! and comment! bye! P.S its going to be a long story, like a chapter book. But i am giving it to you guys for free, so, enjoy! =)

~CmB

                               Chapter 1

Summer

Hello! I am a demi-god, and this is my story on how I got to CampHalf-Blood and had a quest. Let's first start off with my name. My name is "Summer Leadmen" I know! It's a weird name, but its mine! Ok to start off at the beginning. I am an 11 year old girl; I have white skin, a couple of freckles on my cheeks and nose, I have sandy blonde hair, with light blue eyes and a regular sized thin body. When I was 4 years old, I always asked my dad about my mom, cause I never met her, seen her, or knew nothing about her!

But all my dad would say was "She was a remarkable beautiful woman! But you will know more when you get older"

and I would always answer back "Why when im older?"

"When you're older it'll be much easier to understand".

I would sigh and say "ok" then walk away. Don't ask why I just walked off, instead of asking more, but it was hard to ask my dad about my mom. Every time I asked about her, he would put on a light smile, trying to look like it didn't bother him much, but he always had those sad dark blue eyes. They were hard to face. So he would explain, I would accept and walk away. Ok, to get to the point! Right now I am in my dad's apartment looking in the mirror, about to get sent to boarding school. My dad paid $50 dollars a month to pay it off, he had no other choice! I was dyslexia and I always got into trouble, end of story! So I took my suitcase off my bed, and walked slowly to my dad sitting in the living room with a tissue in his hand. My dad looks like me, but just had darker blue eyes. He had sandy blonde hair, brushed back with gel and a comb, light spray of freckles, and dimple on his chin. No wonder why my mom fell for him (well that's what he said when I was 3, but that doesn't matter). My dad looked at me, I was wearing a blue shirt, with a lavender sweater over it, and my hair was thrown in a pony, I really don't care.

"I am going to miss you" My dad said.

"I am going to miss you to dad!" Then I hugged him. He kissed me on the forehead, and then I walked outside the apartment room and into the hallway. I went all the way down to the bottom floor. I walked with my suitcase and my bag in my hands onto the bus bench. 5 minutes later, the Phoenix Middle School/Boarding School Bus came to the bus platform. I live in Washington, D.C. So it was raining out, I got onto the bus; I was probably the last person to be picked up. Cause the whole bus was packed already. They looked like a bunch of rotten spoiled snooty kids. Except one, which was sitting in the back of the bus. She had red hair, freckles (like me) and was wearing old ripped up jeans, and a Red Sox hat on. So I decided to sit next to her. When I did, she starred at me for a moment, but then just looked away. It probably took a couple days to get to the boarding school. Because we were traveling on the road, I wanted to go on the plane, but my dad said he didn't have the money. So I took this old rotten colored blue bus. The girl looked at me. Then said "Nice pants" I looked down and noticed I was wearing my ripped up jeans that looked just like hers. I giggled then said "thanks! I love your jeans!"

she replied "yea... so why are you going to this school?"

I sighed "Well... it's a long story..."