Note: all stuff having to do with Percy Jackson belongs to Rick Riordan, NOT ME

I awake in a tent. Someone is standing by my bed. I sit up. "Where am I?" I ask, rubbing my head. "Camp Half-Blood, safest place for Demigods in the whole world." That's my answer. The person turns around and I see a handsome guy with these dazzling light brown eyes and light brown wavy hair. "Uh, hi," I say shyly. "Hi, I'm Dakota," he starts, "You are?" "Alia!" I blurt out. I feel my face blush red. He looks at me. "You're new here, I understand your insecurity," he says with a smirk, knowing the real reason why my face is all red. I smile shyly. "Um, so-" I begin. "Chiron will get here later to show you our orientation video, after that, ask me all the questions you want to ask." I blink rapidly. "Um, is this guy's nickname Chiron, or is he the Chiron from the Greek Myths?" I ask Dakota. He smiles. "You'll find out very soon." Then I heard a noise. Soft, but audible. My head turns towards the door. Dakota made no sign that he heard it, so I guess it's safe to assume that he didn't hear anything. "Um, can I come in?" a voice asks. "Sure come in," Dakota answers. A head peeks into the tent. Some guy with horns growing out of his head. Small horns to be more specific. He sees me looking at him. He breaks out into a grin. "Welcome to Camp Half-Blood!" I smile back. "Thanks." He walks in. I look down and see that he has goat legs where human legs are supposed to be. "Are you a satyr?" I ask him curiously. "Uh, yeah, look at the legs and horns," he says with a hint of sarcasm. Then he regards me with a new different look on his face. "You know, most new campers' eyes pop out of their sockets by now, or their jaws drop open when they see me, why are you different?" he asks me. I just shrug my shoulders. "You just don't surprise me," I start, "it's almost as if I know you somehow." He looks at me curiously. "Ugh, never mind," I say with slight disgust. I hear a soft "clop" "clop". The satyr looks around behind him. "Uh, Chiron, I was just leaving." "You can stay Gerard," say a new voice. I see a hoof stick into the tent followed by three more. I see the towering figure of a centaur. My mouth drops open and I get out of bed and kneel to him. "Th-the Chiron, wow, it's an honor," I stammer. Dakota, the satyr, and Chiron look at me in surprise. "I normally don't expect that response from a new camper," Chiron says with a nervous laugh. Dakota snorts. I glare at him. So much for awesomely hot boy that seems so kind. Then he gives me the innocent look. "I think this girl might just catch on to what's going on in this camp, I don't think there's any need for our usual orientation video," Chiron states. Then he turns to look at Dakota and Dakota stands to attention. Well, as close to attention as a kid, who looks like he has ADHD, can stand. "Dakota, why don't you show-" he stammers off, not knowing my name. "Oh, sir, my name's Alia Thorn," I tell him. He nods. "Yes, show Alia around." Dakota nods and grabs my arm. Uh, well, let's start by, I took karate since I was seven, so for about eight years I've been taking it, not very smart to grab my arm. I take my free hand and grasp his upper arm and flip him over onto his back. A few campers stop to look. "You just got your ass kicked by a girl, don't take it too personally," I say sweetly. His eyes are shut, but when he opens them, I can see they're full of laughter. He laughs and climbs to his feet. "Ha ha, ok, I won't touch you anymore, just follow me, ok?" I nod with a grin on my face. We start walking around the camp. I see some campers shooting arrows at targets. "That's the archery area, we normally get help from the Apollo kids with that stuff." I ran scenarios through my mind. Apollo. Archery. The God? Yeah, probably. Maybe these kids are Apollo's children. I get it! I nod in understanding. He gives me a look and we keep on walking. "I take lessons in healing from the Hermes kids," he states, "That's probably the only reason why I was able to keep you alive." I can see he's trying his hardest to be modest, but it's not working. I give him a playful shove. He jumps out of the way just in time. A few minutes later and we make our way over to the Climbing wall. "Is that real lava?" I ask. "Uh yeah, that's kind of the point." Well that was a pitiful joke. I get to see this incredibly amazing camp over the course of a few minutes. Cabins and everything. Awesome Pegasus stables. Even the arena.

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