MY BEST FRIEND SHOPS FOR A WEDDING DRESS
Percy's nightmare starts like this:
I was standing on a deserted street in some little beach town. It was in the middle of the night and a storm was blowing, wind and rain ripped at the palm trees along the side walk. It was in Florida. I have never been to Florida in reality.
Then I heard hooves clattering against the pavement, I turned and saw my friend Grover running for his life.
Grover is a satyr. From the waist, he looks like a typical gangly teenager with a peach-fuzz goatee and a bad case of acne. He walks with a strange limp, you'd never know there was anything unhuman about him.
Grover had been my best friend in the sixth grade but since he went on an adventure with Annabeth in July to save the world, he hasn't returned. It's a dangerous quest no satyr had ever returned from.
Anyway, in my dream, Grover was wearing a Wedding gown and he was terrified about something behind him. He muttered to himself, Have to get away. I've to warn them! I couldn't see what was chasing him but I could hear it muttering and cursing. The ground shook as it got closer then Grover dashed inside a bridal boutique
I heard mom shouting 'Seven thirty, dear. You should go to school now, Tyson would be waiting. I sat bolt upright, shivering in my bed. There was no storm, no monster, no Grover. Just for a second, I saw a dark shape in the morning sunlight---a human silhouette against the brick wall. Then it rippled and vanished.
I stood up from the bed, brush my teeth, have my bath, dressed up. I gathered my stuff and reluctantly told my mum goodbye. I jogged downstairs to catch the Number Two train.