(Written by Phoebe, thus in Pheobe's POV)

I screamed, terrified. There was no sound in response, not even an echo. My 6-year-old mind was working rapidly, trying to find a way out of here. I ran into the closet, hoping that the monster wouldn't look there. That was where I found another girl. She had blonde, should-length hair, and upturned nose, and other elvish features. "Help," I said.

The girl hugged her knees to her chest. She was my age, and equally terrified. My mind began to wonder, like it always did. "I'm Phoebe," I said.

The blonde girl looked up. "Tabbatha," she said, not leaving her fetal position.

We sat in darkness for two minutes, holding our breath. There was no sound outside, so maybe the monster was gone. I should've stayed there for about another hour, but by now I really had to pee. Darn my addiction to kool-aid. I stood up and reached up for the knob on the door. It was really high up, and my fingers could barely reach it. Pushing my raven black hair out of my face, I reached up again and grabbed it.

Tabbatha looked at me. "What are you doing?" she asked fearfully.

I gave her a serious look. "I gotta go potty."

Tabbatha stood up. "Don't leave me here alone!"

"Okay," I said. "Come with me!"

Tabbatha looked exasperated. "Fine!"

I turned the knob and came face to face with a giant snake thing. I squealed in terror as it lunged towards me.

"Phoebe!" cried Tabbatha. She did something that was so stupid I could not believe it. She jumped onto the snakes back.

It hissed and bucked like a bull. Tabbatha laughed, enjoying the ride. I reached behind me and blindly grabbed a broom from the closet, and then I charged. The broom handle went right into the things eye. It went blind and wailed. Tossing it's head around. Tabbatha flew off, screaming. She landed on her back on the concrete floor, and began to cry. Oh yeah, why didn't I think of that. I sat down and cried too. The snake snickered and began to slither towards me, when there was a war cry from around the corner.

Three kids ran in with scary looking knives. There was a blonde teenager that looked a lot like Tabbatha, with elvish features, a scary-looking girl that looked a lot like a model I had seen on TV, except she had black-eyeliner and a lot of chain necklaces and bracelets. There was also a girl that looked about our age, maybe older. She had gray eyes and blonde hair, but she wasn't helping the other two fight.

She ran over to Tabbatha and looked sympathetic. She helped her up and gave her a hug. Through my tears, I saw her run to me with Tabbatha behind her. Tabbatha and the blonde girl each grabbed one of my hand and helped me up. "Come on," said the blond girl, pulling me and Tabbatha behind a corner.

We got out of sight of the monster and could not see how the fight was going. The blonde girl smiled at us, and we could see she had lost her two front teeth. "I'm Annabeth," she said, enojoying the company of someone her age.

"Why was that monster chasing us?" I asked. Tabbatha peeked around the corner, then turned back to us.

"I don't know," Annabeth admitted. "We just know that there's something special about us. We have something in common."

Just as she said that, the other two kids rounded the corner, proudly sheathing their knives. "Well that was fun," said the blonde boy.

The scary girl eyes Tabbatha and I. "Who are you?" she asked, kneeling down to come face to face with us.

"I'm Phoebe," I said, my eyes big.

"I'm Tabbatha," said Tabbatha smiling.

"Well," said the boy, also kneeling down, "I'm Luke, and this is Thalia and Annabeth."

Annabeth nodded, her hair bouncing on her shoulders.

Thalia stood up. "We'd better go," she said, shouldering her backpack.

Annabeth frowned, "But Thalia, we just got here."

"Annabeth, we can't stay in a place too long, monsters can and will come."

Annabeth sniffled. She turned to us "Bye," she said.

"Bye," said Tabbatha and I in Unision.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

I sat up fast in my sleeping bag. Darn, why did I remember that day so much. I always dream about that day that I was first attacked 6 years ago.

Everyone in the Hermes cabin around me woke up. "Ah, what is it now," said Connor, standing to get the door.

When sunlight poured in, my eyes had to readjust. First I saw a silhouette, then I made it out as a girl, then she was a girl with blonde hair, then she was… Tabbatha.

Everyone in the cabin gave Tabbatha a death glare.

"Tabbatha!" said Travis, joining his brother. "How many times do we have to tell you, you don't have to knock to get into your own cabin!"

"Well," said Tabbatha, eating a Boston cream donut, "I just thought you'd like to know that breakfast us starting!"

"Ugh," said another Hermes kid standing up. Everyone followed his lead, and we all made a mad scram for the cabin bathroom, because nobody wanted to be spotted in their PJ's making their way to the bathroom house.

Darn, I was last in line. Tabbatha, who was already dresses, came to me and smiled. "Oh, right," I said, remembering our plan. We helped each other a lot. I climbed into a giant laundry bag which was used to carry clothes back and forth from the laundry room. After making sure it was empty and getting in, I started potato sack jumping to a laundry wheelie cart and lied down on top of it. Tabbatha wheeled the cart out of the cabin, whistling as though this were just another laundry run. About five feet away from the Laundromat door, she made a hairpin turn and flew towards the bathroom.

Naturally, she crashed into the PULL door, thinking it was a PUSH one because of her dyslexia and laziness to try to rearrange the letter in her head. The bag flew to the ground. Just my luck! It landed at the feet of a cute Apollo guy. At least I think he was cute from what I could see out of a small hole in the bag.

"Doing laundry?" he asked Tabbatha, hoisting the bag I was in on his shoulder.

"Umm," said Tabbatha, "Sure. I just need to make a quick stop in the bathroom."

"Oh," he said. "Well I can take this to the laundry room for you so it can be waiting for you when you get there."

"Oh,"he said. "Are you sure? You shouldn't be carrying a heavy load like this around."

I had to bite my tongue to keep from popping up in an angry rage and shout, "HEAVY LOAD!?"

"Really," said Tabbatha, "I'm fine."

The guy shrugged. "Okay," he said, and dropped the bag.

I squealed in pain, landing on my shoulder. "What was that?" asked the Apollo guy.

"Mice," said Tabbatha matter-of-factly.

The guy shrugged once more and went into the guy's bathroom. Tabbatha sighed in relief and rolled me into the girl's room, where I emerged from the bag. "Intersting experience, "I noted, crawling into a stall.

"We would've gotten punished for misuse of laundry bags, again, if that guy found out," said Tabbatha checking her hair.

"Yeah," I agreed. "We can thank Hermes for giving you such a great ability to lie."

"Mmhmm," said Tabbatha, "And we can thank whoever your mom is for giving you sch great ability to hide."

That was the thing, I was undetermined, but I was determined to get determined some time soon. I walked out of the stall when I was dresses, and Tabbatha and I made our way to the pavilion like any other day. Too bad I didn't know that this would be the biggest day of my life.