Cheshire's POV
"She's lost her memory!" A woman cried. (Wait is that her mom? did she know that woman? / if you would let me finish I'll tell you) I felt a nudge in my side. When I looked over at my side, I was met by the blue eyes of a cat. A man picked up the cat, and looked at the tag. Then, he handed it to me. "This is yours." He states calmly. There was a boy in the back of the group of people, who looked around my age. Slowly, I sat up. The boy studied me closely. Then, the boy pulled out a phone and called  two people. I rubbed my right cheek and felt a warm liquid. I looked at my hand and saw blood. A woman gasped, and hurriedly sat down next to me.

(Imagine that cut, but wider, and more bloody)
As I was having my wound treated, another boy and girl my age showed up. The girl walked over to me, and crouched down next to me. "Hello, my name is Annabeth." She smiled. I smiled at her, and started a conversation. Eventually, the two boys joined our conversation. I found out that one's name was Grover,  and the other's was Percy. They were weird,  but that didn't bother me at all.