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"He's the one. He must be."The first words he's heard me say. Strong sentence, really, but I had hoped every new camper that came here was the one.
But when I met Percy Jackson, I had never felt something so different. Something that made him just... Stood out— No, not his eyes, though I'll admit they are gorgeous.
And it wasn't something like power. Sure, he radiated power, but that's mostly big three demigods anyway.
Right. It was a spark of hope.