My first fanfic story :) It starts off a little slow, but it'll pick up. Takes place just before BOTL. I changed some stuff. Katie and Travis aren't best friends or friends or even enemies. They don't really know each other that much. Yet.
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Or Katie. Or Travis. Or Silena. Or Chiron. Or Annabeth. Or Camp Half-Blood. Yeah, I'm not Rick Riordan. Thank you for rubbing that in my face.
There it was again. The giggling. He checked his watch. It read 2:48 AM. It had been the same for the last four days. At exactly 2:48 every morning, he heard the girlish giggling. The first time, it woke him up leaving, leaving him sleepy and confused. Since then, Travis had stayed up just to hear it. It was sweet and light, like a delicate glass bell. It was playful and a bit mischievous, but slightly unsure. He wondered who it belonged to, but he couldn't think of anyone with such a lovely laugh. With a sigh, he finally drifted off to sleep.
Stretching and yawning, Travis sat up. The sun was just barely in the sky, but he got up and dressed, careful not to wake his siblings. He left the cabin and headed out to the basketball courts. No one knew about Travis's early morning practices, which was the way he wanted it. He acted like he couldn't care less, but he would be completely mortified if his little brother beat him.
He practiced some three-pointers on his right, knowing Connor wasn't good at defending his left. He couldn't stop yawning though. With three and a half hours of sleep, Travis was pretty sure he wasn't gonna make it through the day without a nap.
A huge yawn made him fall back while shooting, and the ball hit the corner of the board then came back at him and hit him in the head, so he decided to cut practice short.
By the time Travis got back to Cabin 11, some of his other siblings were getting up. Some of them gave him a curious look but didn't say anything. Travis hopped in the shower, hoping the water might wake him up.
Travis was sitting at the Hermes table in the dining hall, staring at his bacon. Normally he would have already devoured it and his eggs and waffles, but with his bunkmates talking loudly, he didn't really feel hungry. He got up and scraped everything on his plate into the fire, praying to Hypnos for a peaceful little nap. The he went back to his cabin and crashed.
He woke up two hours later, feeling no better than before.
All that food and Hypnos couldn't give me a nap?, Travis thought.
He glanced at his watch. It read 11:49 AM. He mentally groaned. Cabin 11 had Ancient Greek with Annabeth at 12. Travis didn't mind Ancient Greek, but Annabeth was sorta strict. She wants everyone to sit still and pay attention, but almost everyone in the class has ADHD. He sighed and started to gather up his entire cabin.