So this is my first story sooo….. please be nice
Disclaimer
I do not own the percy Jackson and the Olympians but I do own Pam : )
I have never been the one complaining. Well actually I usually am. But that's just what things don't go my way. Going to camp half-blood was one of those things that I didn't get my way. As I pulled up in a shiny black car I knew I was in for trouble.
I looked around and only saw trees, trees, and more trees. This was not going to be a fun I thought to myself. As I walked through camp the campers kept staring at me like that some alien. It wasn't like I was wearing anything weird. Just my normal black skinny jeans and black lace top nothing out of the ordinary for a girl that lived in an orphanage over life.
"Welcome, welcome" said a half horse half human dude I think he said his name Chiron or something like the. "You must be pomegranates" I twitched "call me Pam" I said quietly. I hate my name, who the hell names a kid pomegranate. I think my parents wanted torture me, well not that putting me in an orphanage isn't torture enough. "Very well Pam, this way" Chiron led me to a table full of people "Annabeth this is Pam you can show her to the Hermes Cabin that would be greatly appreciated" I gave Chiron a shocked look no way was I going to Hermes cabin. If he wanted me there then he would have to drag my cold dead body.
This is what I have now but there's more to come