Rainbow Veins
Chapter I - Cammie - First Appearances
CAMMIE
Long Island, New York.
Dandelions and daisies littered the quiet, grassy hill leading into the woods. A lone bumblebee drifted lazily from flower to flower, its soft buzzing the only real sound. A taxicab pulled up beside the hill, stopping abruptly in the middle of the road. A small, red headed teen clambered out, clutching her knapsack and hat to herself. After paying the taxicab driver, along with a generous tip, she lugged her gigantic backpack to the base of the hill. Cammie's lips pursed in confusion. This was not at all what she had expected". She really wasn't sure what she was expecting, but it wasn't this.
Cammie had moved from school to school all throughout her life, always getting in trouble for some reason. She was a hard worker, getting mostly A's and sometimes B's, but never a genuinely bad kid. She was just always in the wrong place at the wrong time. She half expected this to be a trick from her father, maybe sending her to a reformation boarding school. But no, it was just some stupid hill overgrown with weeds. She had nothing against nature, in fact, she rather enjoyed it, but where she was made no sense to her. Cammie's father had called the camp: 'Camp Half Blood'. It seemed like an odd name for a camp. She was sure she had most of her blood. Certainly more than half.
She sighed, and trudged up the hill, stopping midway to pick up a dandelion. She closed her eyes and made a wish. She wished for a number of things, as her father taught her. She wished for her father's wedding to go well, with his soon-to-be wife, Brenda Collinsworth, and that he'd finally be happy again. She wished that her new home would treat her well, and that Brenda's children would be better suited to her father and not disappoint him like Cammie felt she did. She took in a breath, then blew out, sca"ttering the dandelion's feathery seeds.
She watched the feathered fairies twirl and glide in the air, seeking out their new homes.
New homes they would learn to love.
Cammie had been told by her father that 'Camp Half Blood' would be her new home for a few weeks.
She wasn't sure how she felt about the subject of having a new home. She was expected to express her happiness on the situation and thank her father. But honestly she felt indifferent about the whole situation. She had felt like she was being thrown out of the house when her father had told her about this so called camp.
Her father was getting married in the summer, whereas she was spending it in some camp that didn't even exist! It made no sense! Surely he would of wanted his own daughter at his wedding? When Cammie had protested, her father had expressed his concern for the trouble she would bring to the wedding. He didn't want trouble knocking on his doorstep.
That had hurt.
Did her father really love her if he was sending her away for being a troublemaker?
Endless thoughts and doubts ran through her head as she continued to walk.
She reached the bottom of the hill to see a tall archway, the words 'Camp Half Blood' were faded on the wood. She tipped her head to the side and raised an eyebrow. A random Grecian style archway scattered in the beautiful New York countryside? That was something you didn't see everyday. It was certainly not what she had been expecting. She inhaled deeply, trying to keep her nerves down, before drawing near to the arch.
It seemed deserted of people, perhaps she was the only one there? However, in the sky, it looked as if winged horses were flying. Cammie rubbed her eyes, "That's not possible," she murmured. She set down her bag, to get a closer look. It had to be some sort of weird bird, not a winged horse. What was it called again? Oh, yes, a Pegasus. Suddenly, behind her, Cammie heard a shout. She turned quickly, but she would regret it. A loud shot fired through followed by her deafening scream, as an orange splat appeared on her white blouse.
AN: Cat here! This is our first fanfic so please be kind! It's only short and sweet. Reviews are welcome!