Crashing Together

"Agh!" I cried, falling back onto my bed for the second time as I tried to get up.
"Easy does it, girl." A soft voice came to me from right beside my bed. "I have a wheelchair for you. You're not permanently damaged or anything, but the rest of my healing takes a while to work. You should just roll around the mansion for a while, and you'll be good as new."
Healing? Mansion? My mind was swimming with questions I didn't have the energy to ask.
"Wha?" Was all I managed.
"Don't worry, you'll get it in time. Now, let's get yourself into this chair and see if you know the people you came with. I'm Jaz by the way," Jaz said, lifting me up like a giant baby and carefully placing me in a cushioned wheelchair.
It felt silly being wheeled out of there, but I knew it was for my own good. A clacking noise filled the hallway, and I soon came face to face with - wait for it - black combat boots.
"Hullo," the boots said, and I looked up to see a blonde-haired girl with an impassive look on her face. "I don't suppose you know anything about the boy back there-" she jabbed her finger at the door behind her, "-who kept saying 'Wise Girl' 10 trillion times?"
I gasped, but wasn't able to do much else. Of course, that would be my boyfriend-in-training, fooliest fool in the world, Percy Jackson.
"Sooooo...you do know him?" the girl said, rolling her eyes as if my reaction was not sufficient.
"Sadie, this poor girl is still recovering from the accident. You can't expect her to do much!" Jaz argued for me.
I didn't like the fact that I was called a 'poor girl' and 'wasn't expected to do much', but the fact was that I was too weak to do anything at the time.
The girl, apparently Sadie, crossed her arms, "Kay, fine, whatever. He's gonna be out in about half an hour tops. Toodles!" With that, she stomped away.
Jaz looked at me concernedly. "Don't mind Sadie. She's just grumpy that a ton of people showed up unannounced! From what I know, though, I don't think it's your fault."
I perked up at the last mention. "Are you sure?"
She shook her head. "No. But since you showed up in this bad of a condition, I doubt that you did it. Who would want to hurt themselves when going into an alternate universe?" A small, forced laugh made its way out of Jaz.

Notes

Sorry this chapter is so short, but I promise it's gonna get interesting. I just need to get the background in first! :)