Paul heard the screams before he even woke up. When he finally opened his eyes it took him a few moments to register where the screams were coming from. He looked over at the other side of the bed and panicked slightly, before he remembered that Sally was away at a writer’s seminar and would be getting home late.
Then where were those screams coming…
Paul was ashamed that it took him that long to remember: He had a step-son.
Paul bolted out of the bed and flung the blankets off. He dashed out of the room and across the hall, where the screams were coming from. When he opened the door to Percy’s room the screams doubled in volume. Paul rushed to the teen’s side as he thrashed restlessly, his face contorted into a painful grimace,
“No…NO!” Percy screamed. “Annabeth!”
“Shhh… Percy it’s alright.” Paul tried to wake him gently. “It’s alright son, wake up.”
He put a hand on Percy’s shoulder intending to shake him softly, but Percy jumped awake at the sudden contact and recoiled from Paul’s touch. Paul sat awkwardly for a second.
Right… I’m the step-dad… not Sally… He thought bitterly. He looked at Percy and melted. The boy’s eyes were filled with pure terror and his body was soaked in a cold sweat. Paul swallowed his pride and crept closer to the teen.
“Hey, Percy it’s alright. You were having a nightmare, that’s all.” Paul said softly. Percy blinked the terror and confusion out of his eyes. He relaxed, trying to compose himself.
“I’m sorry Paul,” He started. “I… demigods
Another choice Mr.Fisher made was that he thought that Erik was the perfect little angel that Erik would never do anything to hurt a flea, this affected Paul because Paul knew things about Erik that his parents didn’t. “Let the truth set you free.” This quote was there when Mr.Fisher told the truth about what happened to Paul’s eyes. Mr.Fisher chose to get mad at Paul when Paul jumped on Couch Warner’s back at the senior night at Lake Windsor Downs High School this affected Paul by knowing that his parents were eager to know what was happening to their “poor baby boy”. After Mr.Fisher heard what Erik and his friend Arthur had done with those tented houses, Mr.Fisher was very unhappy that “soon to be NFL football player son” was a thief and killed Luis. Mr.Fisher didn’t know how to handle what was coming out of Mrs.Fisher’s
I don’t remember touching her, but the next thing I knew, Nancy was sitting on her butt in the fountain, screaming, ‘Percy pushed me!’” (Riordan
Stay away from me.” Yells Aaron as he ran into the arms of Jasmine, squeezing her tight and not letting her go. Sophie is speechless. Does Aaron know the truth of Katrina’s death,? Sophie wondered. Jasmine looked away and looked around the house that had once been a bright happy family home, all the experiences are now faded memories. “Why don’t we go get some fresh air,” Sophie asked Aaron. They both walk outside and sit down the lushes green grass. Sophie still holding Jasmine’s diary holded it tight in her hands staring deeply into thick brown cover, but she wasn’t just captivated by the book she was overtaken by the red blood finger prints that laid on the bottom left hand corner of the diary. Aaron looks at Sophie, then at the house and then back at Sophie. He grabbed the diary from Sophie and opened it. He flicked through a few pages till he reached the exact page that Sophie had read earlier, grabed a pen out of his pocket, took a deep breath and started to write something “I know you killed my
She quietly walked to the door and pushed it open. Her face went pale and her mouth opened to let out a scream. For there in front of her was a child with ghostly white skin and bright red hair, jumping rope in the middle of her room. When the scream finally came out of May’s mouth, she
I'm sure he'll wake up soon. I hope." Steven tried to calm the worried giant that sat in the waiting room chair. "Klausie I'm sorry. I-I should have payed more attention."
“And I would do it again.” Yale squared his shoulders and glanced at Percy. “She told me what went on between you two.”
situation with his father on Cordelia Street. Paul never goes home “without a shudder of loathing,”
He pushes a stack of papers in front of him, a self-satisfied smirk on his face. Play it cool, Percy. “What are those?” “Interesting that you would say that, Paul, because I was just wondering the same thing”. Licking his thumb,he rifles through the stack until he comes upon a creamy white paper. “Dear Ms Jackson”, he begins in a mocking falsetto. “We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to-” I cut him off abruptly. “Okay, so I applied for college. Is that such a huge problem??” He shakes his head in mock-dismay. “Actually, Percy, it’s a very huge problem, very huge indeed. How are we supposed to keep you safe when you continue to flout us at every turn, leaving the safety of the camp-” “I’ll be fine!” “PURSUING DANGER WHEREVER YOU CAN FIND IT!” He roars, his eyes flashing dangerously. “And that’s not even considering the other factors!” My face flushes, and I open my mouth to reply, but he cuts me off.
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Everyone looked at one another, they were startled. They waited a couple more moments then shrugged it off as nothing. A couple minutes later they heard another scream. “Someone go check it out” Alecia cried. Nobody was brave enough to see what evil could be making the nerve racking growls. Yet again there was a scream. Finally Chandler
Percy stifled a laugh as he swallowed a hunk of sausage. “Um, Will? Yale will need his own space to rest for a while. He’ll have to take tinctures at night, and it might be hard for him to
Jamie Slowly walked in the room. There he saw his drawings, he had blotted out Ophelia, so he didn't distinguish who had drawn them. The he heard the closet door slowly creak open. He didn't think anything of it, since the house was so old and Dusty.
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