Lauren lead me away from Chiron, and through the gates.
"What's going on? Where are your crutches!" I asked Lauren as soon as we were out of ear shot of Chiron.
"I'll let your guide tell you that. I'm not at liberty to say," Lauren muttered. I had never heard her use a phrase like "at liberty to say". I mean where did that come form?
"Wait. Guide?" I was even more confused than before.
Lauren didn't reply for a while. She was leading me down a hill, covered in perfectly maintained grass. Right in front of me, there was a giant house. It was two stories, with probably an attic. There was a porch out front, and there was a girl about 13 and a man about 50 years old, sitting at a table playing cards. He was dressed in a horrifying Hawaiian shirt. I swear, those things must be an insult to people from Hawaii.
Behind the house, were acres upon acres of strawberry fields. Maybe this was a place for weird "centaurs" that liked strawberry's a lot. But, the girl didn't seem, like a horse. But looks can be deceiving. Lauren brought me up on to the porch. There I realized that the weird old man was playing cards. Not with other people, but with other floating cards. This made me even more confused.
"Mr.D. Artemisia is here," Lauren said to the weird old man. I guess his name was Mr.D.
"Well does it look like I care about this brat?" Mr.D whined. I guess he had woken up on the wring side of the bed.
"She needs a guide," Lauren said. If someone had done that to her in Seal Harbor, she would have broken down into tears. This day just kept getting weirder and weirder.
"Annabeth. Show Artmisa around," Mr.D said.
I was about to correct him but he shooed me away.
The girl came forward.
"Hi, my name is Annabeth," she said. She was about 5 foot 4. She had gorgeous curly blonde hair and grey eyes. Wait, grey eyes? I'd never seen that before. She was wearing an orange t-shirt that said "CAMP HALF_BLOOD"
"Where am I?" I asked hoping that this Annabeth could answer my questions.
"You are at Camp Half-Blood. Half-Blood Hill, Farm Road 3.141 Long Island, New York 11954," Annabeth explained. She lead me off the porch.
"Half-Blood." I repeated," Half what Annabeth?"
"You know the Greek Gods and Goddesses?" annabeth asked.
"Kinda. Why?"
"You are here because you are half Greek god. So are all the other kids at this camp."
I swallowed. "No. I think you have the wrong person. I have dyslexia and ADHD. I'm not that special."
"That's what makes you special. Your half Greek blood is accustomed to reading Ancient Greek, not English. And your ADHD. Those are your battle instincts. They'll keep you alive in a battle."
"Then whose your parent?"
"Athena, the goddess of battle strategy and wisdom."
"Then whose mine?"
"We don't know yet. They'll have to claim you. But just between you and me, I can probably figure out who your parent is."
"How?"
"Just tell me a little bit about yourself."
"I am a night person. I hate boys. They irritate me. I'm really good at archery."
"Oh no. No no no." Annabeth mumbled.
"What? What what what!"
"We need to go talk to Chiron. Now"
Great not that crazy horse dude again. Annabeth turned, and ran up the hill. Chiron was standing right inside the gates.
"Chiron! I think I know who Artemisia's mother is!" Annabeth cried.
Chiron took Annabeth away.
"What's going on? Where are your crutches!" I asked Lauren as soon as we were out of ear shot of Chiron.
"I'll let your guide tell you that. I'm not at liberty to say," Lauren muttered. I had never heard her use a phrase like "at liberty to say". I mean where did that come form?
"Wait. Guide?" I was even more confused than before.
Lauren didn't reply for a while. She was leading me down a hill, covered in perfectly maintained grass. Right in front of me, there was a giant house. It was two stories, with probably an attic. There was a porch out front, and there was a girl about 13 and a man about 50 years old, sitting at a table playing cards. He was dressed in a horrifying Hawaiian shirt. I swear, those things must be an insult to people from Hawaii.
Behind the house, were acres upon acres of strawberry fields. Maybe this was a place for weird "centaurs" that liked strawberry's a lot. But, the girl didn't seem, like a horse. But looks can be deceiving. Lauren brought me up on to the porch. There I realized that the weird old man was playing cards. Not with other people, but with other floating cards. This made me even more confused.
"Mr.D. Artemisia is here," Lauren said to the weird old man. I guess his name was Mr.D.
"Well does it look like I care about this brat?" Mr.D whined. I guess he had woken up on the wring side of the bed.
"She needs a guide," Lauren said. If someone had done that to her in Seal Harbor, she would have broken down into tears. This day just kept getting weirder and weirder.
"Annabeth. Show Artmisa around," Mr.D said.
I was about to correct him but he shooed me away.
The girl came forward.
"Hi, my name is Annabeth," she said. She was about 5 foot 4. She had gorgeous curly blonde hair and grey eyes. Wait, grey eyes? I'd never seen that before. She was wearing an orange t-shirt that said "CAMP HALF_BLOOD"
"Where am I?" I asked hoping that this Annabeth could answer my questions.
"You are at Camp Half-Blood. Half-Blood Hill, Farm Road 3.141 Long Island, New York 11954," Annabeth explained. She lead me off the porch.
"Half-Blood." I repeated," Half what Annabeth?"
"You know the Greek Gods and Goddesses?" annabeth asked.
"Kinda. Why?"
"You are here because you are half Greek god. So are all the other kids at this camp."
I swallowed. "No. I think you have the wrong person. I have dyslexia and ADHD. I'm not that special."
"That's what makes you special. Your half Greek blood is accustomed to reading Ancient Greek, not English. And your ADHD. Those are your battle instincts. They'll keep you alive in a battle."
"Then whose your parent?"
"Athena, the goddess of battle strategy and wisdom."
"Then whose mine?"
"We don't know yet. They'll have to claim you. But just between you and me, I can probably figure out who your parent is."
"How?"
"Just tell me a little bit about yourself."
"I am a night person. I hate boys. They irritate me. I'm really good at archery."
"Oh no. No no no." Annabeth mumbled.
"What? What what what!"
"We need to go talk to Chiron. Now"
Great not that crazy horse dude again. Annabeth turned, and ran up the hill. Chiron was standing right inside the gates.
"Chiron! I think I know who Artemisia's mother is!" Annabeth cried.
Chiron took Annabeth away.
I ran home crying. I hated him more now than I ever had or ever will. I mean seriously a girl can't make an indoor blizzard in peace any more. My name is Ashley. Ashley Thorn.
I was outside, hiding behind the football scoreboard as usual when kyle Johnson saw me make a minature blizzard on the tip of my finger. Right then I got exspelled again.
To be continued........................
I have a book that I'm planning to come out in the summer called 'In office '( nothing to do with PJTO ) And another one that I want come out in the next fall called ' Cold ' I have a feeling they will be good comment and read the books.
Thanks! Sincerely,
daughter of Aphrodite.
I was outside, hiding behind the football scoreboard as usual when kyle Johnson saw me make a minature blizzard on the tip of my finger. Right then I got exspelled again.
To be continued........................
I have a book that I'm planning to come out in the summer called 'In office '( nothing to do with PJTO ) And another one that I want come out in the next fall called ' Cold ' I have a feeling they will be good comment and read the books.
Thanks! Sincerely,
daughter of Aphrodite.
*We walk over to D and Chiron* Percy: Kania had her first dream. Tell them girl. *I tell them* Chiron: Alright. Go up into the Big House attic, and wait for a girl. Ask her for a quest, and once you've heard it, come back to me and tell me what she said. *pushes me into the attic* *I sit on a old stool and wait* A girl walks in and waits. Me: Dear Oracle, tell me a quest. Girl(in voice of Oracle):
You shall go to the Underworld,
With 3 friends by you,
Find the betrayer who kills a sib of yours,
Return the heart to its owner,
You will lose something you love,
And return to camp safely.
To be continued...
You shall go to the Underworld,
With 3 friends by you,
Find the betrayer who kills a sib of yours,
Return the heart to its owner,
You will lose something you love,
And return to camp safely.
To be continued...
Hello. My name is ScienceWolf. I love the Percy Jackson books. I even have my own demi-god. She's a daughter of Zeus ( I made her up). This is my first story in this club btw. Have fun meeting my demi-god self: Kania Lyle.
*My eyes open*
Chiron: Hey, wake up! Come with me. *starts walking away*
Me: *groans and rubs eyes* Who are you?
Chiron: My name is Chiron. Please come with me.
Me: What's going on? What are you doing?
*He takes me to a camp with other people and sits me by a pole*
Boy 1: Hi new camper! I'm Grover!
Girl 1: Hello. I'm Annabeth.
Girl 2: Oh, hey. I'm Clarisse.
Chiron: Follow me.
Me: Okay, what in the world is even going on? Why am I here?
* A boy pushes past Annabeth and looks at me with happy green eyes*
Boy 2: Hi! I'm Percy! I'm son of Poseidon!
Man: Everyone, give Kania some room! Come.
Me thinking: Okay. This is getting weird. Is this some god camp? Is everyone here children to the gods?
Me: PLEASE! TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON?!
To be continued...
*My eyes open*
Chiron: Hey, wake up! Come with me. *starts walking away*
Me: *groans and rubs eyes* Who are you?
Chiron: My name is Chiron. Please come with me.
Me: What's going on? What are you doing?
*He takes me to a camp with other people and sits me by a pole*
Boy 1: Hi new camper! I'm Grover!
Girl 1: Hello. I'm Annabeth.
Girl 2: Oh, hey. I'm Clarisse.
Chiron: Follow me.
Me: Okay, what in the world is even going on? Why am I here?
* A boy pushes past Annabeth and looks at me with happy green eyes*
Boy 2: Hi! I'm Percy! I'm son of Poseidon!
Man: Everyone, give Kania some room! Come.
Me thinking: Okay. This is getting weird. Is this some god camp? Is everyone here children to the gods?
Me: PLEASE! TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON?!
To be continued...