Lydia Powell

Sunshine poured through the cabin window, bathing my face with warmth. I squinted and rolled over in my bed. I did not feel like getting up. Apparently, everyone else had different ideas, because there was tons of rustling going on behind my head. I moaned and pulled the gray sheets over my head. I felt a hand land on my shoulder and move the covers from my head. It was Malcolm.

"Wake up, Lyds," he said.

His steel gray eyes seemed to bore into my soul. They were more startling than Annabeth's.

I moaned again and rolled my shoulder, causing him to move his hand. He playfully slapped my arm and laughed. I finally sat up, careful not to hit my head on the top bunk, and smiled. I smiled because of the many familiar dozen or so kids that made me feel like I was worth something. I smiled because I had made it another day without the gods striking me down, and turning me into another stain on the road.

I trudged toward the bathroom, my bangs itching my eyes.

There was a girl brushing her teeth with curly blonde hair. Her head popped up and her familiar gray eyes warmed at the sight of me. "You're finally up," she said jokingly.

"'Bout time," chimed in another girl, Michelle, who was combing her hair.

I rolled my eyes and booty bumped Annabeth, causing her to hit the top of the toilet. I cringed at the sound and quickly apologized. I was more uh, curvy shall you say, than Annabeth in the butt area. We both laughed and she rinsed her mouth.

"You ready to get pulverized today?"

"Pssh, like you can beat me. Besides, leave the 'pulverizing' to the gods. I'm sure I can whip your butt today, just like I did last time," I fired back.

She lifted an eyebrow and smiled deviously.

"You have improved lately, and you only beat me last time be-"

"Because Percy popped up," I finished for her. Annabeth blushed and tucked her hair behind her ears. I looked up at the mirror and saw two girls: Annabeth and I. We were sisters, (well technically half sisters), but we looked so different from each other, but yet at the same time, still alike. She was tan, had long blonde princess curls, stormy gray eyes, and a nice athletic build. Me on the other hand, I was tall, had long chocolate curly hair, true gray eyes, and latte colored skin. I had the same athletic build but my curves made it sexier. People said we looked like long lost sisters.

After breakfast, Annabeth raced me to the arena, but not before talking to Percy. There were at the edge of the woods, in plain view, making out. Lovely. I definitely wanted to see my pancakes one last time before they were even fully digested.

"C'mon," I moaned in annoyance.

Ignored. Again.

I stretched my hand out and pointed it at a branch just over Percy's head. I made a flicking motion with my fingers and whack! The branch hit Percy dead in his head. I fell backwards on the log I was sitting on, cracking up in laughter. I heard angry footsteps tromping towards me, and I managed to pull myself up. Annabeth was standing next to him, her arms crossed. Percy gave me a cold stare and blasted me in the face. I screamed, because my eyes were now currently burning like hell. Salt water.

"Couldn't you at least use freshwater!"

Percy shook his head and I stuck my tongue out at him. He kissed Annabeth one last time and walked away. It was just me and Annabeth now. "Finally," I said, wiping my face.

"Why'd you do that," she half whisper- shouted.

I waited for a smile to creep upon her face. This time it took a while, but eventually, she started cracking up with me. She sat on the log next to me and shoved me with her shoulder. "That was a good one," she gasped.

I nodded in agreement, because I couldn't breath. Actually, I probably looked like a dying seal now, clapping my hands and making a weird sound.