Potion Problem

Percy, the emo kid?

Still 3rd person POV
(If ur upset about it, sorry)

Everyone was astounding trying to figure out who the boy was.

The kid happened to be waking up.

Grover suddenly came out of nowhere, yelling his head off," Have anyone seen Percy? I REPEAT, have anyone seen Percy?!"

"I'm right here. Why are you a half donkey?" The kid who happened to wake up looked at him with annoyance, rubbing his tired eyes with his hands.

When his hands moved away, everyone could see his bright sea green eyes, he had eye bags under his eyes and had a pale complexion along with a few bruises across his skin.

Everyone stared at the kid wide eyed who was squirming around, desperate to be released from Conner's hold. "Let me go!" He shouted in a New York accent.

Conner quickly put him on the ground and Percy jumped up and kicked Conner in the place where the sun doesn't shine.(Ouch)
"Your so slow!" He shouted.

"HOLD UP! Your telling me this... this... moody, emo kid that resembles Nico, is Percy? As in Percy Jackson, the cheerful, happy-go-lucky guy?" Leo screeched, jumping up from the Hephaestus table.

"I'm not emo... I just like black..." Nico muttered, not that anyone heard him.

"Yes! I'm Percy Jackson. Got a problem elf?" Percy glared at him, which caused many campers to squeal.

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Word count: 214

Another short chapter!