Finding Things Out

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I awoke in my pink room.
'Finally.' I thought to myself.
Yesterday, I had a dream about my mom being kidnapped by the Titan: Prometheus.
He gave me a riddle on where to find her.
I s'pose that's our quest for the week after my 15th birthday.
I got up and stretched. I headed to my private bathroom and got ready. I chose a burgundy shirt, black sweatpants and socks. I tied my blonde hair up in a messy bun.

 I tied my blonde hair up in a messy bun

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I ran downstairs.
"Good morning, Maria." I said as I saw my dad's assistant on her computer.
"Jean." She nodded in my direction.
"Where's dad gone? It's only 8 in the morning." I ask her.
"Your father is in his office. His company's reached the next step." Maria said cheerfully.
"What? Trade all the way to Greece?" I ask sarcastically.
"Yes. How did you know?" Maria asks me.
"I was being sarcastic." I said laughing.
"Oh, yes. Sarcastic." Maria repeated.
"Okay. So, I'm heading to Leo's house today." I told her.
"Oh, is that Parker boy gonna be there?" She asks curiously.
"Yes...Why?" I retort.
"I grant you my permission." She said smiling.
"Permission?" I repeated. "Anyways, Pandora'll be there too."
"Okay. Now, go." Maria shooed.

Leo's House
Before Jean arrived
Pandora's POV

"Okay Leo, so we're gonna tell Jean about it. Right Parker?" I ask him.
"Uh... But what if she gets mad at us? You know, for not telling her sooner." Parker said.
"Chiron's instructions. It's exactly 6 months before her birthday. It's time." Leo told him.
My phone buzzed. Jean just texted.

(Jean, Pandora)

Hey Dora.

Heyy J. Wassup?

Almost there. 1 more block. Im starving still. What movie are we watching anyways?

Uhh..... Leo said we're watching Spiderman. And/or To All The Boys I've Loved Before. Leo chose it.

Leo? He chose To All The Boys? This will be interesting...
Yeah. Ttyl. Sys.

Yeah. Bye 😚

"What did she say?" Parker asked curiously.
"She's almost here lover boy." I grinned.
Parker elbowed me. "Shut up."
"Don't deny it." Leo smiled.

DING DONG

"I'll get it." I said rushing down the stairs.
....

"Finally." Jean sighed as I opened the door.
"I'm not that slow." I said frowning.
"No. Not that. I need food." Jean told me.
   We head upstairs. When I opened the door to Leo's room, Parker looked up and smiled. He ran towards Jean and hugged her.
"Uhm... Gerroff me guys!" Jean expressed when we all hugged her. "What was that for?"
Parker spoke up "Don't get mad at us if anything happens."
"Wow. So not worrying at all." Jean said sarcastically.
"That's why you've earned the spot of 'Queen Sarcasm'." Leo said.
"Uhuh. Sure." Jean said rolling her eyes.
"So, Jean. We all know all about your quest, right? Yeah. We do. We knew before we met you. Around 2 years before we met you..." I said.
Jean's eyes widened. "Go on."

Leo forced a worried smile.
"She's scary when she does this." Leo whispered.
I forced myself to go on.
"And, Camp Demigod, is my summer home! Our summer home actually." I explained.
"Hold the effing phone!" Jean yelled standing up. "You're demigods?!"
"Well, I'm not." I said.
"What do you mean? Are you like a monster or something?" Jean asked.
"Uhum. Ouch. No I'm not." I said.
"Here." I took off my pants.
Jean's eyes widened.
"You-you're a satyr." She gasped.
"Yup. She is. That's why Veronica kept calling her our little furry problem." Parker said.
"You handled the harpies. You weren't supposed to see through the Mist... that explains it." Jean heaved.
"So, another introduction. Hello, my name is Leo Smith, son of Poseidon, the sea god." Leo said smiling.
"My name is Parker Allan, the son of Athena, the goddess of wisdom and battle strategy." Parker added, also smiling.
"My name is Pandora. Just Pandora. And I'm a satyr!" I finished off.
"Yeah. Uhuh. Can I use the bathroom?" Jean asked cautiously.
"Yeah. Sure." Leo replied.

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