Hermes
I was in the Hermes cabin for all of my first summer at camp. I slept on the floor near the bunks and got stepped on nearly every morning when we were running around trying to get to breakfast on time, which we were never quite able to manage. There were fights at least once a week when someone stole something and didn't brag and give it back in an acceptable amount of time. The cabin was a mess anyways so sometimes the thing that had been stolen had actually been lost and we just didn't know the difference. There was no personal space and everyone was on top of everyone else and really it was a miracle there weren't fights more often.
It was the best summer I've ever had since finding out I was a half-blood.
Luke was our head counselor. Like most of the girls who weren't his sisters, I had a crush on him. He was friendly and helpful and treated everyone like family. He wasn't bad to look at either. I would have rather been his sister than his girlfriend though, back then. Not only had Annabeth Chase staked her claim, and she was terrifying even as a nine-year-old, but
It's silly really, but I had been pagan, before I found out that my dad wasn't really my dad and my real "dad" was
Hermes had been my patron god. Having him in my life was something that hadn't changed when everything else had. Being his daughter would have been easy.
But I wasn't claimed that summer.
The bead was a snake.