Chapter 1
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Nico POV
I opened my eyes, to see Chiron's worried face looking down at me. What had happened? Oh, I remember. I was at the school, rescuing a demigod...lying right over there. She seemed to have woken up.
"Chiron, what's-"
"Quiet, child. You have been successful on the mission. She's a daughter of Aphrodite-she has just been claimed."
That was LUCKY. I've never been claimed-I learnt it by my own. Yeah, I know. I'm special. No, I really am.
"So, where's Piper?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"Isn't Piper going to, well, guide her through the camp?"
Chiron chuckled slightly. "I half hoped that you would guide her, Nico."
"Excuse me?"
My voice had come out more...high-tone than my normal voice and the girl stared at me as if I was some psychopath. I'm not.
"Please, my boy."
"Uh, sure, Chiron."
I clumsily walked away from my bed and walked to her own. The girl-it was OBVIOUS that she was a daughter of Aphrodite, because she had those kaleidoscope eyes, the trademark of Aphrodite girls.
"Hi."
Yeah, yeah, I know, it was real intelligent. I'm sorry!
"Who are you? What is this?"
Her eyes were full of fear, disbelief, even...anger. I knew that look. I wore that for over an year, when Bianca died. It hurt to think of her.
"I'm Nico. Nico di Angelo. What about you? And this is Camp Half-Blood."
"I'm Jasmine Goldstein and I'm NOT believing a word you say."
I grabbed her hand and yanked her up, a bit harshly. She looked at me as if she wanted to slap me and kill me at the same time. Some girl of Aphrodite, I thought.
"Come on, I'll show you the camp-and your own cabin."