JACK'S P.O.V.

Have you ever wished you were not as normal as you are? That you didn't live a normal life, and you weren't just another person in society?

I wish the opposite.

My name is Jack. I haven't had a day in my life that was normal. I spend my life fighting off insane monsters and protecting the few people I've learned to actually care about. I live in a household where no one is at all an average human being. My two parents are Nico and Will Solace, both powerful demigods. My only friend is my cousin, who barely has enough time for me in her busy schedule. (Nico, dad; Will, papa) My dad is rarely home, but when he is, we always have a fun time. My papa is home all the time, and with him I'm always learning something new. Both of them support me and always help me to do my best, which is sad because obviously my best isn't good enough when it comes to school, where most of my grades are b's and c's. I even have a D in one of the easiest classes, drama (I DIDN'T MEAN IT!). 

"Rise and shine!" Papa calls from my doorway. 

I slowly move, stretching. "Go away." I mumble, and close my eyes again. My eyes feel relaxed after when I opened them, they burned with tired-ness.

"Oh come on. Wake up."

"I'm asleep now go away." I moan.

"Nico, can u get him up?"

Dad walks into the room, and says simply, "If you don't get up, you don't get toast."

He hit me by threatening toast. I leap from my bed, and run like you've never seen before into the kitchen, home of the toast. I love toast so much. It's like warm crunchy bread. You can but anything you want on it, too. Ham, cheese, jam, butter, sugar, berries, syrup...

I stick some bread in the toaster, and I wait impatiently for it to pop up. I tap my foot on the floor and I draw a frowny face in the counter with my finger, but you can't see it.

After what felt like forever, my toast popped up. I jumped and gleefully took the bread out and started humming to "We Are The Fallen Angels" by Black Veil Brides as I spread butter across my toast and stuff it in my mouth, although only a bite-sized piece fits in my mouth. "Om nom nom." I say as I stuff more in my mouth.

Dad and Papa walk in, a smile across both their faces. "What the heck was that, Nico?" my papa asks.

"It was called the power of the Special."

Papa chuckles and waves at me. "Don't die." He says, as I almost choke on my mouth-full of toast.

My mouth is full, so all I do is smile.

"Jack, I have bad news." Dad says, looking at me. "We're out of bread."

I die inside. My BREAD! I can't have toast without bread and without toast I can't live! I play dead.

They both laugh, and I laugh too. 

Later that morning, I brush my teeth. During that, I look into the mirror. My hair needs to be brushed, but I had just brushed it. It's black and wavy at the ends. My eyes are a shade of dark green, like a swamp. I'm wearing a black t-shirt and skinny jeans. I look a lot like my dad when he was my age, and it's kind of strange to think about. I looked exactly like him, but I wasn't his biological son. My biological parents where a daughter of Dionysus and a Son of Poseidon. I have my way with things that grow on vines, and I can breath underwater. I am distently related to Hades, because I can shadow travel and talk to ghosts, which isn't that much of a problem as it was before when I was younger. Besides, I'm thirteen now, I can control my powers. I think...

I finish up, and grab my backpack and skateboard to head out the door. I get a kiss on the forehead from papa and a hug from dad.

I am walking to school, when I pass Percy and Annabeth's house, who are like my aunt and uncle because of my relation to Poseidon. Melody walks out the door, and I smile at her. She's my cousin, Percy and Annabeth's daughter.

"Hey." She tells me. All I do is wave as she catches up to me.

"Jack, is something wrong? You can tell me, you know."

"I know, but nothing is wrong."

"You sure?"

"Yes. I'm sure" I say, because nothing's wrong. I hop on my skateboard, but go at the same pace as her. 

"Okay..." She says, but she's unconvinced, which bothers me because nothing's wrong.

"Anyways, what classes did you take for the second term?" I ask her, changing the subject.

She thinks for a moment, then says "Well... we could pick four, so I picked orchestra, an extra math class, art, and drama. What about you?"

"I picked band, art, and an extra hard medical class, and a extra help math class."

"Why an extra math one?"

"I ended the last term with a C minus in it... so I figured I needed extra practice."

"What's the medical class for?"

"It's for specifically kids of Apollo, but I decided to join because I was interested in it, and I want to be able to help the wounded in stuff, because we all know how often you get hurt."

She punches my arm. "Shut up."

"Hey, I'm not blaming you. A kid of Poseidon and Athena is not a good aura and state of-"

"You sound like my mom."

"Hey! That wasn't nice."

"And besides, your aura is Poseidon, Dionysus and Hades." She says. "That's strong."

"Dionysus is nothing."

"Well... Hades is stronger than Athena, so..."

"Yeah, but you're famous and you're constantly being targeted."

"True..."

We reach the school. It's a big demigod school, in New Rome. There's several extra classes for certain gods, like the medical class I'm taking. Also, after school I'm doing extra archery lessons, which is also for Apollo kids mostly.

I await the day before me, and have a sense in the back of my gut that something will go wrong soon. Crap, now I'm just jinxing it...

Thank you for reading my first chapter! Comment what u think, Ideas, and opinions (I like feedback).

My chapter, but "Melody" character by TailboneFangirl THANKS SIS!