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Chapter 1. Discoveries

I was doing cabin inspection, again. I know what you're thinking: That is SO boring! Well, you're right. I headed to the Hermes cabin. I was shocked to see it empty but that didn't mean it was clean. I surveyed the area. You could almost tell which bunks were the Stoll Brother's.

I headed into the bathroom not expecting it to go well; it didn't, and headed back out. I stopped. There was a box. A brown cardboard box. In the middle of the floor. With MY name on it!

"No Annabeth, don't do It." my brain tried to tell me. I didn't listen (I know ANOTHER shocker) I put a 2/5 on the Hermes cabin check box, set the clipboard on top of the box and picked it up. It wasn't that heavy but I could tell that something was inside that I shouldn't tell Chiron about.

I walked into my cabin. I set the box down on my desk and five different papers flew different directions. I sighed and walked out of the cabin doors, heading to the Big House.

Chiron and Mr. D were playing Pinochle when I walked in. I handed Chiron the clipboard, smiled, and left. He looked shocked at first then just continued his game. It started to get hot. I could feel the temperate raising as I walked towards my cabin. I saw a satyr and Juniper talking. As I walked by a heard a satyr and Juniper talking hastily. "…Zeus….bolt….solstice from the satyr and"…Dead…..half-blo…..for…..sure" from Juniper. I tried to look innocent as I continued past a few more steps. My adrenaline grew. Great things could be in this box. Great deadly things. I took a deep breath and stepped through the door. The box was still there. So were the papers that fell. I brushed the thought to the back of my mind and focused on the box. I peeled back the tape and flipped up the flap. Inside where five objects. Five books. I slowly reached into the box, grasped the first book and lifted it out of the box.

On the cover was a picture of a boy, with black hair, about my age, holding a sword in his right hand and a horn in his left. He wore blue jeans and an orange Camp Half-Blood Tee Shirt. He was waded up to his knees in water with the Empire State Building in the background. The title of the book was written in Ancient Greek. "The Lightning Thief". Just that didn't sound good. I flipped the book over and read the back. It said:

"Percy Jackson is about to be kicked out of boarding school…again. And that's the least of his troubles. Lately, mythological monsters and the gods of Mount Olympus seem to be walking straight out of the pages of Percy's Greek Mythology textbook and into his life. And worst he's angered a few of them. Zeus's master lightning bolt has been stolen and Percy is the prime subject."

"Now Percy and his friends have just ten days to find and return Zeus's stolen property and bring peace to a warring Mount Olympus. But to succeed on his quest. Percy will have to do more then catch the true thief: he must come to terms with the father who abandoned him: solve the riddle of the Oracle, which warns him of betrayal by a friend; and unravel a treachery more powerful than the gods themselves."

I flashed back to how I heard that satyr and Juniper talking. Zeus's master bolt has been stolen…and this is a story about it. This boy has a camp Tee-shirt. The Oracle. This boy, Percy, needs to show up soon. I say to myself. I sat down at my desk, got comfortable, and then opened up the book to the first chapter:

I Accidentally Vaporize My Pre-algebra Teacher

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