Percy Jackson Mrs O'leary Novels & Stories

*LIBRARY ACCIDENT* "I'm sorry about all this, sweetie." Mrs Carson said. "Don't be Mrs Carson. I feel like all this is my fault and my dad was so rude to you, I apologize on his behalf." Olivia told her. Mrs Carson was shocked at the girl’s politeness and respect. She was expecting a girl who was more like Ruby and Michelle when she heard that Peter was bringing in his daughter. However, what she expected wasn’t what happened at all. She snapped out of her shocked state and faced the house-helps behind her.

so she grabbed her bag from its place beside her bed, took out her history textbook and began to read. An hour later, her alarm rang so she put her textbook in her bag and cancelled the silence rune. After getting ready for school she went to the kitchen and saw her mom, Mrs. Rosabella Lane at the stove g making pancakes. Olive took a deep breath "Smell delicious mom" she was already drooling. Her mom laughed"Good morning to you too Olive". A plate with a mountain of pancakes was placed on the table. Olive took a bite after drowning the pancakes in maple syrup and gave a satisfied moan"Mom, your pancakes are the best" she continued to eat like a ravenous wolf and took a sip of the orange jui

After staring for a while she said nothing so I decided to break the silence. "What the fuck am I doing here?" I asked with an angry expression. "Mind your language young lady. My name is Mrs. Regina Monroe. I am the principal of St Pierce's Vampire Academy. Welcome." She said with a smile. It looked creepy and cold. So they brought me here. My home is truly gone and I'm here. The Vampire Academy. What the fuck?

"She was my proudest student." "Did she die?" "Yes..." "Does she watch us from heaven?" Whitney paused, unsure how to respond. Persephone's innocent gaze always brought a sense of ease. "Professor Granny, she will watch over you from heaven! She was your proudest student, and you must be her proudest teacher, just like... Ms. Squire. She's my proudest teacher!"

She was very natural and graceful when she came to the front of Alex and was not nervous at all. “Mr. Poole, please have some tea.” Alex indeed raised his gaze and took another look at Orla. “You are?” “My name is Orla Parkinson, and I graduated from the Northeast Institute of Foreign Languages. I am Mr. Hall’s secretary.” The woman was very poised and dignified. When she bent over to pour the tea for Alex, her cleavage was perfectly exposed. Alex took another look at her, but he did not say anything. He just picked up his tea without any expression on his face and brought it to the corner of his lips.

I saw Cole talking to Paige by her locker and I averted my gaze from them and continued my walk. How can somebody move on so quickly? I held my books tightly to my chest before entering my next class. Mr Pierce. The dick of the century. I glared at him before I started writing my notes down. The door opened so I looked up at the person who didn't knock. Cole. He told Mr Pierce something that the rest of us couldn't make out so I placed my focus back on my books and tried very hard to look busy. "Sorry about your aunt. May her soul rest in peace." Mr. Pierce said unnecessarily loud. "Olivia, you're excused." He said with a sympathetic smile on his face.

She completed, leaving us all speechless. “You feel good?” Daniel asked confused. “Of course! And really, Mark, I hope that all our frictions and fights are in the past, from now on you are one more friend to all of us.” Just as I was about to object, the doorbell rang, so I decided to settle the matter and drag Olivia down the hall to get to our classes. "I don't trust that woman, Olivia.” I said once we were seated "And don't trust any of those people.”

His breath tickled her, and her cheeks turned pink. When they got out of the ward, Mrs. Engel exited Ophelia's just in time. Catching Deirdre, she hurriedly approached her and placed a coat she had prepared for the young lady over her shoulder.

He said, referring to the combat that happened minutes ago. “Ofcourse,” the corner of Father's lips curved up. He directed his hand to the both female wolvens beside Alpha Reuel. “And this is the Skylarron’s Luna, Elena and their daughter, Stella.” “Pleasure to meet you, Oliver” Elena waved her hand to stop me from bowing my head to her. “I must say the description about your…beauty do not do you justice.” I faked a smile, hoping it doesn't come out as awkward as I felt. Elena wore a smile that brightened her face warmly. Her dark hair was swept to the back, braided and held with pins. “The pleasure is mine, Luna Elena.”

Donald’s class a few seconds before the bell rang. “Ah, Miss Harrison has decided to join us,” the history teacher announced as she walked in. Everly was in no mood to even be embarrassed at almost being late. She didn’t even look at the teacher as she muttered an apology and headed for her seat. She glanced in Jack’s direction but didn’t really meet his eyes. Did he know that Maura was a mage? He must not since she said that Candace was the only other person who knew. But then, Maura’s parents must know, right? So that couldn’t be completely true.