The Half Blood Legends: Daughter of Poseidon

Claire goes to a troubled school but she soon finds out that she's a demigod and that her father is. Sorry! got to keep that a secret! You'll just have to read to find out!


1. I’m in trouble

Me and My bff Lyra were being assorted to the headmasters office again. ‘Great more Shakespeare!’ I thought to myself. I had black hair that went up to my waist with sea green eyes, I was wearing my black comfy pants my blue lace up boots that went up to right below knees. And I was wearing my don’t mess with me shirt the color of it was just plain white. Lyra was wearing a brown leather jacket short sleeved with a pair of baggy blue jeans, a black undershirt, and hiking boots. And her curly blonde hair with sky blue eyes. Mr. Turner was escorting us, he is the Literature teacher we have two weeks of detention with him so far. It was four a clock and the sun had already began to set, we turned right and Mr. Turner opened the door and shoved us in. He shut the door and we sat down by this girl you looked about sixteen, me and Lyra are thirteen anyway she had gold colored eyes some scars on her face. She wore a purple tee shirt that was torn up and same with her blue jeans. She looked like she just got out of battle! The headmaster said. “Alright Lyra, Claire what am I going to do with you?” “Well you can get us of the detention with stupid over there!” Lyra said hopefully, me I just laughed at that then a voice came into my head it was a male voice saying. ‘Claire you and your friend need to leave here! Avoid that man by the door!’ I thought back ‘I wish I could sir but I can’t. And who on earth are you?!’ ‘All will revealed in time. But or now I have a gift for you in your room, use it wisely!’ then the voice left. I yelled out loud. “Wait don’t go!” The headmaster said. “I’m not going anywhere you are! You three have another week with Mr. Turner!” The girl stood up looking outraged and yelled. “I don’t deserve this I have done nothing wrong! In fact I don’t even remember who I am!” And she stormed out and when she slammed the door the door flew off its hinges. Lyra said. “Dang!” I nodded in agreement. We made it to our dorms and said our good nights and separated to our dorms. I almost screamed, because on my pillow was a small box with a note. ‘Just like the voice said!’ I thought to myself, and picked up the box and the note. The note was in fancy writing, it said. Dear Claire, this is a gift from your father, use it wisely! Sincerely you’re Father. And beside that it and a symbol of a trident, I said. “Wow! My dad!” And I opened the box.
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