Chapter 1

"Jordan!" Chiron said. "You can do this! Just use your power!"

Jordan Stoll closed her eyes. She'd been stuck at this hell hole for the past billion hours. Ok, more like 30 minutes, but with Chiron pushing her, it was hard. She was only 12. She should be hanging out at the mall with her friends or in seventh grade! But no, she was here at Camp Half Blood training with Chiron.

Plus, she was banned from the mall after stealing the showcase car.

"Focus," Chiron commanded. "You're the daughter of Hermes – one of the few who have power."

Jordan balled up her fists, put her arms next to her, and glared at Chiron with her icy blue eyes.

"Chiron, go easy on her," Conner Stoll said, standing in the back. "It's hard!"

"Yeah!" Travis said, munching on a doughnut.

Jordan turned back towards the can of Pepsi sitting at the end of the room and closed her eyes. She focused on the can levitating and coming near her. Conner, Travis, and Chiron gasped. Jordan opened her eyes and saw the Pepsi can coming near her. She smiled and it shot towards her hand. She caught it and turned towards Chiron, smirking the "Hermes Smirk".

"We made a bet," she said, shaking it in her hand. "That will be ten drachma's."

Chiron frowned and pulled her wallet out of his quiver. Conner and Travis smirked and began whispering. Chiron pulled out ten drachma's.

"I don't see why you need this," he growled. "You steal everything."

Jordan took the ten coins and looked at them, making sure they weren't fake. "I make bets," she said, studying the coins.

"With who?" Chiron asked in complete shock.

"The Aphrodite cabin. That's why Drew's been placing loans for makeup."

Chiron thought for a second, and then he nodded with a that makes sense look. "Tomorrow at our normal time, I got something better planned."

"What are we going to do?" Jordan asked, putting the drachma's in her pocket. "Build ginger bread houses?"

Chiron rolled her eyes. "Just be here with your sword, your shield, and some armor."

"Sir yes sir!" Jordan yelled, saluting and standing in military position, trying not to laugh.

Chiron face palmed and walked away. Jordan, Conner, and Travis acted like they were walking back to the cabin. It was 12:30 at night and the Hermes cabin had tricks up their sleeves.

First up: doughnut launcher in the Ares cabin.

Conner and Travis opened their bag to reveal four launchers, courtesy of Hermes himself. Piper McLean stuck her head out from behind the Hypnos cabin. Conner waved her over and she walked out, dressed in Jason's hoodie, jeans, and high tops given to her by Jordan, Conner, and Travis for the pranks.

"Nice jacket," Travis whispered.

She elbowed him in the ribs. The reason Piper was here? She beat Jordan at a secret bet (to keep each of their reputations good, of course). She grabbed a gun, tip toed behind a tree, and brought back boxes full of doughnuts.

"Maia!" Jordan whispered. The wings sprouted out. She flew over to the window, picked the lock, and opened four of them. She waved them over.

The other's turned their shoes on and flew over to a window. Piper handed Jordan a box and shot to the other window. Conner got his loaded, hit the microwave button, and launched it into the center of the bedroom.

In a matter of seconds, Clarisse had already smelled the sticky, sweet, warm, delicious doughnut. She rolled over and saw it on the ground. If everyone wouldn't have been dressed all in black, they would've been screwed.

She sat up, put her feet on the floor, and squinted at it. She tilted her head, still squinting, when Brian woke up and saw it too. He sat like she did. They both started glaring at each other.

"It's mine," Brian growled.

"No, it's mine!" Clarisse growled back. The two lunged for it.

Jordan shot one in and hit Hannah on the side of the face. Jordan snickered silently along with everyone else. Hannah woke up and saw it when Xavier jumped up and tried to snatch it from her.

Not a good idea, Xavier.

One by one, or should I say doughnut by doughnut, people started to wake up and fight for doughnuts. They would shoot some, then watch, shoot some, then watch. There was literally a pillow fight and a sword fight between some of the half asleep Ares kids.

Finally, they shot off all of the sweet goodness and left, closing the windows on their way to leave. It was probably 1:15 when they got back to their cabins. As they fell asleep, all of them forgot that they smelled like doughnuts.