I wake up with a painful bruise on my back from where James jabbed me with his elbow. "Ow" I say as I walk across the hall to my bathroom. I shower and do all my morning necessities. "God, I can't wait to to be chosen," I say sarcastically. "Like I ever will be. Damn, I hope I don't get chosen." I mutter.
I head downstairs for breakfast before the first day of 12th grade. I wonder who will be missing from my class this year to never return, I think. As I reach the end of the stairs, I pause. "-has to go. She can't stay here forever."
"She can't go! She's so young!" I hear my mother exclaim to a strange man.
"Mae, she has to go." My dad says to my mom as I walk into the kitchen. Shit. A tall, muscular man stands in the doorway. He has shaggy black hair, a deep voice, and has to be around 19. If I didn't know any better, I might think he's hot.
"I'll be leaving now. Mr. and Mrs. Kent, I hope to see her around noon today." And the man leaves my house. God. Either my little sister, Remi, or me is going to have to go and attempt to murder the bitch, Medusa.
"Olivia..." My mom says through thick tears spilling down her face. Remi sits at the table, looking like she just saw a dog do a backflip and then fly away. My father, correction, my bitch of a father, is standing, proud, his muscular arms crossed over his chest as he smiles a fuckingly proud smile at me.
"Shit." I mutter, because, not Remi, not James, my older brother, but me, I am going to die for a worthless cause.
"Congratulations, Olivia! You were-" I run upstairs before my father can finish his sentence. I grab my leather gear, my five daggers, my bow and arrows, and my gun. I grab a light and a Kevlar backpack and run downstairs to fill it with food, water, bullets, and water cleaners if needed.
I close my eyes after I walk out the front door with all my gear. I will go into the woods alone to kill a Medusa with a bazillion powers and die just so I can supposedly be helpful or useful. The last time someone survived was five years ago. He brought home the head of a fake Medusa and knocked out a third of the city. Didn't he learn anything in school?