My orange camp t-shirts never lasted over two days. It always got covered with some substance that was impossible to get out . Today my shirt was ruined by cleaning lava. Mr.D decided that I was not behaving well enough and sent me to an eternity with cleaning dishes then he called me Hailey. That mistake got my sentence cut down to just one day of helping the harpies clean the dishes.
My shirt was ruined when my hands slip while scrubbing a pot. The lava sloshed out in a big blob and I quickly scampered out of the way only to find I had a smoking hole in the side of my shirt. The blob of lava had skinned my orange fabric burning a hole in the side. Harpies screeched as the pot fell wit ha loud clang, on the floor and one almost pushed her into the pool of lava now melting the floor.
I went outside and a few moments later Mr.D was next to me rolling his eyes. "Hailey Jones this is the third form of punishment that you have managed to cause destruction from! What is the problem with you?" It was a rhetorical which I answered anyways.
"My clumsiness,"I tell him.
"You have said that the past three times," he reminded me and I look down at my feet. "Since I don't trust you with anymore camp chores I will ask the cabin leaders next meeting."
"I'm sorry Mr.D" I apologized. He was about to walk away when I cough to get his attention. I motioned to the side of my shirt.
"Another shirt,"he said with a look of disgust on his face.
I walked to the Athena cabin. Annabeth would either be there or in the arena with Luke. From across the U of cabins the Ares kids laughed at the state of my shirt that was showing my light blue training bra. "Hey nice bra,"one yelled, I looked over to see that it was Jamie calling after me. Jamie was tall for being the same age as me and already had forming muscles unlike me how had twigs for arms. I walked into the Athena cabin finding Annabeth sitting on her bunk reading a book on architecture.
"Hey Annabeth,"I said but she still kept her eyes on book. "So I ruined another shirt so I'm going to borrow one of yours okay, thanks." I grabbed one of her many Camp Half Blood shirts and switched shirts. Annabeth was still reading and I climbed up and tossed it out of her hands. "I am bored lets try to mutually kill each other."
"Seriously Helen," Annabeth glared at her. "Is Will free? What about Luke?"
"You make it seem like I'm a problem child that you want to get rid of,"I state falling back and acting like I was stabbed in the heart. She threw her pillow over my face and kept hitting me as I tried to block my face. We were both smiling until she finally stopped and pushed me off of her bed.
"Are you two in here?" a voice we both recognized as Luke. Annabeth fixed her hair quickly and I rolled over on my stomach.
"Luke, Annabeth pushed me,"I whined as he entered the cabin leaning against the door frame.
He ruffled the blonde hair and looked up at Annabeth then at me. "I have a feeling you instigated,"Luke said and I hid my face in the crook of my arm.
"She pushed me though," I said lifting my head momentarily.
"She threw my book,"Annabeth said in defense. Luke let out a chuckle and shook his head.
"Alright well Helen it's time for Hermes cabin sword training in the arena,"Luke said and I got up.
"See you at dinner Annabeth,"I said picking up her book handing it to her.
"Yea and next time make sure I'm paying attention the next time you take one of my shirts,"Annabeth stated and I left the cabin catching up with Luke who already left.
The shirt I took from Annabeth didn't last long either. Alice Miyazawa had torn the shirt on the sleeve leaving it dangling. "Oh c'mon,"I shouted and Alice snickered. Her mischievous looks enhanced, I didn't have the sharp nose the children of Hermes most of the cabin didn't. This was just a reminder to all of us kids how much our parents really didn't care.
After sword fighting I put on one of my other shirts that was black that read PIE in white lettering across the chest. The conch horn blew and I lined up outside a few people behind Luke.
At the mess hall she gave her offering to the gods, she had long given up asking whoever her mother was to claim her years ago. She sat next to Luke and became the target of the Stoll brother's jokes. They ate their dinner and Helen got into a competition with Luke to see who could make a grape catapult that flung the grape the farthest. On the bright side I won, on the other hand I hit Jamie. He glared at me and I put my hands up. His face got red but he turned back to his table and I did the same.
A few seconds later mashed potatoes hit me in the shoulder, coating my black shirt in white mush. I turned towards Jamie and picked up the rest of my cooked meat and flung it at him. People cheered and drowned out Mr.D's protests for our food fight to stop. Food was flung back and forth between the two and a few others for about two minutes until a symbol glowed glowed over my head as mashed potatoes landed on my brown hair.
Everyone gasped and began to bow. Even Jamie, who had his mouth hanging open at the claiming above my head. Everyone was bowing even Mr.D and Jamie. I had just gotten claimed covered in mashed potatoes.