Chapter 1:
"Ouch!" I shouted, I jerked into a seating position to see someone poking me with a stick. I blinked and saw a girl with brown hair and grey eyes, who reminded me of someone.
"Who are you?" she asked, snapping me back to reality.
"Um, I'm…" I struggled to remember my name, which is weird, I don't who I was.
"Well, I'm waiting." she said, arms crossed.
"I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know?"
"Look, I can't remember anything, okay."
"Fine, I buy it. Now stand up."
I stood up and saw that I was wearing a pair of jeans and an orange t-shirt with the word 'blood'.
"How did you get here? Are you a demigod?" she asked.
"Like I said, I can't remember anything." I frowned.
"Right, follow me then."
I blinked for five times before following her.
The farther we walked, the louder I heard something like metal swords clanging.
"Hmm, you might need this back." she said without even facing me then threw a disposable ball point pen.
"Are we going to some school?"
She turned around and stared at me like I was supposed to know the answer, a look I've gotten many times before by someone, I just can't remember who. "Uncap it, hero."
I did, and three feet of celestial bronze sprang to life.
"I found it in your pocket while you were sleep." she confessed, and giggled as if remembering something funny. "And then again you talk while you sleep."
The sentence stung me, but I wasn't offended or anything, it just seems familiar.
"Well, what did I say?" I asked curiously, suddenly scared it was humiliating.
"Something like, 'Who are you? Where's Annabeth? Give me back my blue cookie! Mom!" she said then broke into a laugh, she tripped over some twigs and I instinctively caught her. She stopped laughing. She said something like "Thanks," but I wasn't sure, I was busy thinking about what she said, 'Annabeth'.
We finally stopped walking and stopped at a gate full of vines you can't see the inside, she pulled a vine and the black metallic gate opened and revealed a huge landscape with cabins, people wearing purple shirts, and a lot of wolves.
"Reyna!" a girl with black hair about seven years old ran toward my direction. This made me question if I was a girl, which was really scary. "Who are you?" she added as she looked straight at me.
"I… don't k-know." I stuttered as I stared into innocent, curious and identical green eyes. I really didn't know what to do, because the little girl ran to Reyna and I just put my hands on my pocket, where I placed the pen, but now, I felt a piece of crumpled paper. I took it out, I had trouble reading it because the words kept spinning, but I read it anyway.
Percy,
Hey seaweed brain, I listed out your chores so you won't 'forget' about it this time:
Prepare cabin for inspection
Teach campers on the sword arena
Be thankful that I accepted your invitation to hang out with you tonight at Long Island shore