Dear Watpad,
Bitch does it look like I have time to rewrite all these chapters?
"We need to enroll you in high school." Will said one day.
"What?"
"You're sixteen and have absolutely no siblings except Hazel. You're a junior."
"Okay, I get the first two parts, but no need for name calling."
He barked a laugh. "That's what you call someone in eleventh grade. Holy schist."
"Oh."
Then he handed me a packet. "Look at it. I'll contact them tomorrow or so... And um... I need an excuse. Your brother?"
"Yeah that works." The first thing about the school startled me. "Will, this is a private school."
"And?"
"You're not paying for school."
"Watch me. Look there's really good classes, and then there's college. What do you want to be?"
"I... I've never thought about it." I can't really do anything with the fact I'm a demigod... Maybe a teacher. "English teacher?"
"You'd be really good at that. You start next month."
"Next month is August."
"Yeah."
"Oh cmon. I can't win with this."
*time fast forward because screw time skips*
Oh gods. This is high school? The building was an ugly shade of maroon, with gold lettering. Shit, it was do faded I couldn't read the name. It was like a bad remake of Gryffindor.
My locker was on the first floor of Tartarus, and I grabbed my books for World History. I could teach this class.
Homeroom, World History, Calculus, English, Earth Science, Lunch, Government, and finally Studio Art.
I was just about done with school and everyone in it when school finally ended. I was planning on shadow traveling home.
The alley behind the school was dark, perfect for jumping. But it was dark enough for students to smoke, and shoot up. Too many students for me to get a running start.
So I ended up walking.
Hello, darlings. Miss me? I had this chapter planned and written and Wattpad was being a bitch so I had to redo this.
A lot of you are upset about my note about Jo. Well, I can assure you, its not death for her. It's much worse than that.
Kisses,
Satan, (Be More Wonderfilled With Oreos) Lord of Feels.
