Chapter One
I look around the cabin and sigh slightly. Will looks at me.
"You okay sis?" He asks, flopping onto the nearest bed, probably his. I shrug. He chuckles slightly. "Lot to take in huh?"
"I'll say. Which bed is mine?" I ask cautiously. He points to a bare bunk on the right side of the cabin. It seems plain compared to the others. Most have posters of movies, family photos. I set my bags onto my bunk and turn to Will.
"So, what now?" I ask curiously. He grins broadly and stands up.
"Change into your camp shirt and meet me out side. Bathroom is through there." He chucks me a bright orange t- shirt and nods to a door on the far side of the cabin, and disappears through the front door.
I sigh. I unzip my bag and take out a photo.
Its a picture of me and my mom. I am sitting on her lap reading a book. She is braiding my hair down my back. I was 7 at the time.
Its one of the last pictures I have of her before she got sick. She got sick a few months after my ninth birthday. There was a tumor in her brain. Until the end she was delirious, saying that my father would save her.
Only now I understand, that maybe she wasn't delirious. My father being Apollo and everything.
I sigh and lay the picture on the bed and walk to the bathroom.
The lights turn on automatically and I jump, seeing my reflection. I look pale and haggard. There is a gash on my cheek from the thorns in the woods. I groan as look at my hair, knotted and full of woodland objects. I look like a wood nymph... Actually I probably don't. I pick the twigs and leaves out of my hair, combing my fingers through it.
It smooths out a little, but I give up and pull it into a messy pony tail.
I walk out to meet Will.