Let’s get one thing straight.....
I didn’t want to be a half-blood. I didn’t even know what that was until 2 years ago. Apparently 15 is late to find out that the parent who abandoned you is a God or Goddess but here I was about to be attacked by an ugly winged demon thing on a field trip for school. Suddenly all hell broke loose in my world. I was told to pack my things and was sent to OlympCampus. The orientation was something out of a storybook.
OH HEY BY THE WAY! NOT ONLY ARE YOU STRANGE BUT YOUR MOTHER IS A GODDESS WHO HASNT CLAIMED YOU YET! CONGRATS AMARA
Nothing seems normal anymore. It took two weeks for my mother to claim me. A glowing pomegranate above my head. I’m damn near forbidden really. How did Persephone get 9 whole months out of Hell to have me? Hades would’ve never allowed it, would he? He just didn’t seem the type. My life was going off the deep end fast
I love OlympCampus don’t get me wrong. Well I love it now I didn’t at first. I felt out of place and strange and like I would never learn. I felt dumb around the other students. I was coming in late and it showed. If I could tell 15 year old Amara that she would one day love her “dumb old boarding school”. That only 2 years later she would lead tours of the school for new Half-bloods and help comfort the new students, I don’t think she’d believe me.
It’s nearly my 18th birthday so I’ve decided to start writing about my experiences at school and being a Daughter of a Greek Goddess.
So ask questions!