Bella The Demigod - Return To Olympus

Beginnings

My name is Bella Swan, I'm your regular sixteen year old girl. Well, that's what everyone else thinks and what I'm trying to convince myself. I mean, I am normal, sorta... I look normal I guess, but you see, looks can be deceiving. Even I don't know the full extent to my abilities but I know that some things are just unexplainable.
But first, please allow me to explain what I'm talking about.

Six months ago I was stabbed on the way to my fathers house, six months ago I started getting awful headaches that would sometime lead to, what looked like flashbacks. Memories of a time I can't remember. I mean, how does that even work?
That's not the only strange thing though, when I arrived home from the hospital, I had this weird nail file that I'd never seen before, a ring with the words 'a promise is forever, Bella and Jasper' engraved on the inside and then I found a weird photo of me and a man. And somehow I knew this man was Jasper, but I didn't remember him. So much for that promise ring if I can't even remember the guy. However, the photo just confused me as in in, I had bright purple hair and silver eyes. I have never dyed my hair and the eyes just stumped me maybe I got totally drunk before I left Jacksonville and got some creepy contacts and a wig?  That's the only thing I can think off and even that seems very uncharacteristic of me.

I threw all of it to the back of a drawer but I couldn't help but feel uneasy without it so after a hour or so I found myself putting the ring back on and the file and picture in my pocket. So now I walk around wearing a random ring, with a drunk night photo and a nail file.  I mean,  if I ever break a nail it would be useful but apart from that,  why can't I help but feel uneasy without it.

I've also noticed things about myself. I'm faster than all my friends in gym, I can see things way before anyone else can, I can hear every secret friends exchange and don't even get me started on my reflexes. I am the main target for fights at my school for two reasons.
1) my reflexes which everyone are so keen to beat.
2) the fact I haven't shown any of them my face in the last six months and I plan on keeping it that way.

I basically was a bitch that no one realy liked. I did have my small circle but I only am close to them. No others. I keep my circles small. Trust no one, trust is a weakness.

"Yo Isa catch!" Fred yelled, throwing a book at me.

Oh yeah, that's another thing. I go by Isa now, no one here even knows that's not my birth name and by here, I mean NYC boarding. Yep, I go to a boarding school and I love it. Henry, my Dad, said it was where I had begged him to let me go, I don't remember ever doing that but oh well, I love it here.

Zoning back it,  I quickly snapped my spare hand out and snatched the book from the air, stopping it's previous collision course with my face before going back to my previous task of painting my nails.

"H-how? I mean come on!" Fred whined, making me roll my eyes. "How do you do that?"

"I've told yer before. I don't know." I said calmly, ignoring my southern accent by now. I had never been down south so I had no idea where it had some from, apparently it was something to do with the trauma of being stabbed. I had just told anyone who asked, that I had spent the last fifteen and a half years in Texas to avoid questioning. I was a very secretive person just in case you didn't gather. No one knew my actual name, no one knew I'd never been to Texas, no one knew I'd been stabbed, hell, no one even knew what I looked like.

"Fred leave her, you know She'll never spill" Jo said from the couch opposite me where she and Krista were sat reading a magazine on the latest trends a or whatnot that I could give the time of day about.
I shot her a thankful smile which I realised she wouldn't be able to see due to my hood. Ugh.

"Have any of you heard about those killings in Texas?" Krista asked as we were all watching the football match on TV.

"Yea, fifteen in three months. It's horrible" Fred said.

"It must be hard for you Isa, coming from there and all. I'm just glad you're not there." Jo said, reaching over to rub my arm reassuringly.

"Wait. What?" I asked. I hadn't heard about any killings and it didn't sound like a particularly small event either.

"Yea, haven't you heard? Like two bodies a week are found in the streets, Its been going on for months. You should hear some of the theories behind them. Its actually quite funny" Jo said.

"Yea someone in my trig class said it was the illuminati rising to take control." Fred snickered, shaking his head.

"Yea. I'm totally convinced by that one." I replied sarcastically.

"Not as bad as someone who thinks there's a mass murderer on the loose. I mean, thank god it's in Texas - no offence Bella - Far far away." Krista said while skipping thought the adverts which had just cone on during half time.

"If you think that's bad listen to this. Some one in my Spanish is convinced their are vampires in Texas." Jo said, making me freeze.

I didn't understand why but I became uneasy when people talked about vampires, I felt like they almost thought they were real, which confused me since they weren't.

"Vampires aren't real. You do know that right? Yeah?" I said hastily. "Why vampires anyway?"

"Oh of course I know they're not real! That girl's just weird but she sorta' has a point." Jo says with a small smile on her face. 

"which girl is this? " Krista asked, leaning forward in her seat.

" let me guess,  Emily,  Khloe, Claire? " Fred asked,  listing the girls off on his fingers as he sat next to me.

"No,  it's Amy actually"  Jo said,  making me raise my eyebrows questionably. 

"Amy?  As in Amy Southwark? " I clarified,  doubt think in my voice.

"Yea I know right,  she's such a down to earth girl, she thinks vampires are responsible because every single body had been drained of blood and had a bite mark on their neck. It looks human but human but humans can't bite through flesh can they?" Jo explained,  leaving us all quiet in though.

Bites? Just like my own bites- no! There dog bites Bella! Right...?

"Creepy" I muttered, pulling my hood further over my head while tightening the string.

"Yeah. What's the tim- oh shit!" Fred cursed, making us all look up at him. "Breakfast starts in three minutes!"

"WHAT!" We all screamed, quickly grabbing our bags full of books before sprinting off towards the dining hall.

We all ran into the dining hall jut as the bell rang, signaling the start of the day. We received a few glares from the teachers but smiled innocently in return. We weren't late after all. Just.

"Good morning students!" Headmaster Roberts called out to the eight hundred teenage students before him.

"Good morning!" Everyone called back cheerily, Mr Roberts was such a nice head and wasn't one of those old evil headmasters, he was caring and kind.

"Okay, before breakfast, a few announcements. As it is coming up to the end of this semester, you will all be going home soon so please start tidying your dorms, we don't want to be fishing out your underwear ladies." He sighed making everyone laugh. "Also, in light of the recent killings across the country, we are asking for your parents to collect you from here or you to make your journey home in groups no less than three. Your safety our priority even out of school hours." Did I mention how great this guy is.
"And that's it really, enjoy your breakfast!"

Chatter and laughter filled the hall as everyone began queuing up for breakfast. I looked over my shoulder at Fred,  Jo and Krista laughing and joking and smiled to myself.  Sometimes it was nice just to watch and relax,  live in the atmosphere. I was content yet never quiet happy and somehow I couldn't help but feel it was linked heavily to the picture which seemed to be burning a hole in my back pocket.

EEKSSS IT'S HEREEEE THE FIRST CHAPTER OF RETURN TO OLYMPUS!!  SO?  HOW WAS IT??? 

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