Wait, Another? {DISCONTINUED}

{Six}

"Hali?" Percy asked. "Dad, I think you mean Hannah."

"Nope. I mean Hali," Dad responded, quite amused with the situation.

I was not amused. At all. I hate this. I hate this so much.

I realized they were both looking at me. But I didn't want to say anything. So, I turned around, as if I was looking for whatever they were looking at me. It was pretty great, cause then Percy, and Dad started looking for something.

I attempted to sneak away while they were looking for nothing, but it didn't work. Let me tell you right now, sneaking up or away from a god is really hard, even for other gods.

"Hali? Where ya going?" Dad said, whipping around to face me. "You're going to tell Percy and I why you hate us. Remember?"

Ugh, I hate his amusement at this. Better than him being angry I guess.

"Because," was all I said. "Can I go now?"

"So wait," Percy jumped in, "Is your name actually Hali?"

I nodded.

"Does... Ryan know?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't he?" I said, looking up at Percy like he was stupid.

"Well, he never said anything about your name not being Hannah. So I just thought your name was just like a secret to everyone and the only reason Dad knows is cause he's a god."

"Nope, most people know me as Hali. Unless I know you're a demigod, and I knew from the moment I saw you that you were a demigod," I said, glancing around, trying to think of some excuse to get out of this situation. Dad was being really quiet...

"Hali." There he was.

"What?" oops, that was a little too innocent.

"Why do you hate us?"

"Don't you already know?"

"Percy doesn't."

I turned to Percy. "I don't like you because you're Greek." Turn back to Dad. "Now he does. Bye."

And I left. I literally just swam away. Dad let me, which I'm not sure if thats a good thing or a bad thing. I'll figure it out later.

* * *

"You. Why did you send Percy to my cave?" I ask, storming up to Ryan who was talking to Annabeth in front of the Athena cabin. "You know what, I don't care. I'm leaving."

"You can't! Hali, you'll get in trouble, your dad, Poseidon, said you had to stay for dinner!" Ryan tried reasoning with me. Fine. I have to stay for dinner? Easy fix.

I stomped over to the strawberry fields with Ryan and Annabeth following me, shouting at me to stop. I picked a nice looking strawberry, turned to them and took a bite. "There. Dinner."

And I was gone.

I misted back to my little beach house. I breathed in the scent of the ocean, and my house, which was just more of a salty smell. I loved it. The Pacific Ocean was 1,000 times better than the Atlantic Ocean, and if Dad or Percy or Ryan or anyone tries to come bother me, I will kill them.

Of course, that's when Amanda knocks on my door. Amanda wasn't a demigod, but she knew about everything anyways. She's like a mother to me. She grew up with the Sight, but since she turned 40, it started fading away.

I like Amanda. I won't kill Amanda.

I go open the door and let her in saying, "Hey, what's up?"