I woke up in my bed in Camp Half-Blood. I was lonely.
No one at the time joined me in Hades cabin. Nico was off exploring the world around him and had left me here.
At least I didn't have any dreams. I hate dreams!
Anyway, this is my story/dairy. It is about my quest. My quest to help my dad.
My name is Julie. Julie Peter. Julie with golden hair, blue eyes, freckles, turning 12 in a week, and wearing bright purple t-shirt and light blue jeans.
I know, it doesn't sound like I'm Hades daughter. I get that a lot.
Anyway, I went down to the mess hall to eat breakfast. It was a normal day, all alone at Hades' table.
Sometimes this nice kid named Percy would sit next to me, since it was just him and Tyson at Poseidon's table.
After breakfast I would go to Ancient Greek class, then I would polish my armor, and then work on my sword skills, and then I would go to my Greek Mythology class.
At lunch I was called to the big house. As I was walking over, I got scared I did something wrong. I knew Dionysus was not kind with punishments, and I began to get really, really nervous, and I went though everything I might have done wrong.
I almost wanted to run to my cabin when I saw Chiron waiting for me.
Okay, so this is my first fan fiction and I'm still figuring out how to do everything, so I'm sorry if this story is bad. Please give me a review, I might update again later today.