Finding a Place

by pjo.fandam

1. mind my spelling and grammar 2. this might not for the theme the way it should 3. Arelia is the new kid at camp. She knows what she is and who she is, but is afraid to tell people, especially the people she's fitting in with the most

1. chapter 1

Chapter 1

Percy's POV

"It's really bugging me, you know. I can't quite put my finger on it," Annabeth was saying, still trying to figure out who the new camper would be claimed by. "She reminds me of someone, I just don't know who... yet."

"Uh huh, yeah..." I mumbled, not really listening. I think she figured that out as she scoffed and left me alone after that.

Arelia was 13 years old and had just started at Camp Half-Blood in the Hermes Cabin, as she hasn't been claimed yet. Annabeth and I were still trying to figure out who was going to claim her but neither of us could find a logical reason for any of the gods. She wouldn't even give us get last name for some reason. She had black straight hair like a certain daughter of Zeus, but eyes so dark brown they were almost black like the son of Hades. But neither of them could be it. And she certainly showed no features resembling Poseidon, except for tan skin.

Annabeth still thinks Arelia would be her half-sister since her nose is always buried in a book, but there was something not quite right about it. I don't really know what...