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Forbidden Child chapter 2

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Forbidden Child chapter 2: Three Strangers

My life has always been weird. Always. Like that 1st grade teacher that tried to lose me on a field trip. And the time that weird dog almost amputated my arm, not to mention when my babysitter drove me to the lake and tried to drown me.

But enough with pondering weird past moments. I got outta bed and went to look in the mirror. My wavy auburn hair fell down to my chest, and my silver eyes were sparkled. I looked down at the necklace my mom gave me before she disappeared. It was a brilliant crescent moon made of some gorgeous silver stone. My dad told me not to take it off unless there was an emergency. Out of curiosity, I took it off once. As soon as it came off my neck, it changed into a silver bow and arrow. It freaked me out so much I never did it again. I never even told my dad about it.

Oh, I forgot to mention, my name is Arabella De Luna. My dad's name is Adam De Luna. He's a really successful farmer, and sells produce to stores across the united states, so we're pretty loaded. I asked him about my mom once, but I didn't get a very solid answer to what she was like.

"Oh she was a very generous lady, and very nice company." he said every time I asked about her.

When I was six I asked my dad why my mom left us. He shook his a little sadly, and told me it was because she vowed never to get married. Then after she had me, she told him their partnership was over, picked up her bags and left.

I sighed as I picked up my backpack, and headed down the stairs.

My dad was flipping an omelet in the kitchen "Morning Arabella, don't you want any breakfast?"

"No thanks dad, I'm meeting Hayden and Pynzlee at the bus stop." I told him while passing through the kitchen.

"Alright, well then have a good day at school." he said, turning his attention back to the omelet.

"I will dad." I replied absentmindedly, as I went out the door.

I ran to the bus stop, eager to catch up with my friends. My friends names are Hayden Roberts and Pynzlee Wood, and I've known them at least the entire school year. But with my luck I'll probably end up getting kicked out again, just like two times before. At my first school I got in trouble for attacking this one kid who made fun of me for having ADHD. The fact that I punched him in the stomach might not have been enough, except I broke two ribs, bruised his pelvis, and gave him a black eye in the process.

Things went fine at my second school for a while, until the camping field trip, where I set a couple of tents on fire, with a homemade torch. I didn't do it on purpose, a tree branch knocked it out of my hand. No one believed me then either, because (as everyone knows) trees can't move of their own free will. I guess they were right, I mean who else could have done it, a tree spirit? Gimme a break.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of my friends calling me. I waved, as I ran over to the bus stop.

"Hey Ara!" Pynzlee called. She grinned, her black ponytails tossing in the breeze. Her outfit brought out her sea green eyes. She wore a cute light green t-shirt,dark blue jeans, and white converse sneakers.

"Come on slow poke, the bus doesn't wait for just anyone!" Hayden laughed. he was wearing a black shirt that read "I Didn't Do It" in white fingerprints, and blue jeans with red and white Nikes. His blue eyes smiled.

"Sorry guys, " I said, as I neared the stop, "my dad forgot to wake me up today, and I had to rely on my stupid alarm clock."

"I got an idea, get a better alarm." Hayden joked.

I was about to reply, when the bus pulled up. We climbed the steps, and looked for a place to sit. When we found one, I looked around. Pretty much the same old people; there was Mason, Lily, Tabitha, Holden, Katelyn, Antonio, Some kid with crutches, a blond girl, a boy with black hair.

Wait a second. As far as I remembered, those last three never rode our bus before. I turned around to get a closer look. The crutches kid was lanky, he had on blue jeans and white t-shirt, and a rasta style cap with curly hair peaking out. The blond girl looked a little more intimidating. Her eyes were a stormy gray color, when she looked at me I felt like I had just been caught by a really strict teacher. I definitely didn't want to make eye contact with her again, so I moved on to the other boy. He looked so much like Pynzlee, it was scary. Just like Pynzlee, he had Short black hair, sea green eyes, and the fact that he wouldn't stop fidgeting in his seat.

I looked at Pynzlee, and sure enough, she was doing the exact same thing. I leaned over and whispered "Pyn do you have brother you never told me about?"

She stopped fidgeting and gave me a confused look "No, why?" she whispered back.

"Because that kid right there looks just like you." I answered.

Pynzlee looked over her shoulder, at the black haired boy. "A coincidence I guess?" she shrugged.

"HM, maybe." I said, not really sure, but for some reason I suspected it was more than that. Why were they on their bus anyway? They looked about 16, old enough to be in high school! So what were they doing on a middle school bus?

After thinking about it a little longer I decided to just let it go for now. I had other things to worry about, such as my failing History grade. It's like Mrs. Wexler wanted me to believe in the Greek myths, I mean, get real lady. It's not like any of the stories are true.

So why did I feel so unsure?
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson or any of the original characters. Also I forgot to mention, this takes place a couple months after 'The Last Olympian' but several months before 'The Lost Hero' which I also do not own (Obviously).
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