Chapter two: Back to camp.
When we finally arrived at camp after half an hour, Nate and i initiated in a race to the bighouse. I took of as soon as it started, leaving Nate in the dust. I laughed at his futile attempt to win. I was the smartest, fastest and the best at sword fighting. And we both knew it. He had no chance of beating me at anything. Well, maybe eating.
So, of course, being the best, i won. Mr.D, Chiron, and my dad were waiting at the bighouse for us. I ignored Mr.D and hugged my dad.
"Well, if it isn't my little Nikki." he said, grinning at me in a goofy way, which he always does. I rolled my eyes at his goofiness, and then i turned to greet Chiron, who was sitting in his wheelchair.
"Hi Chiron." I greeted him. He smiled, i think i was his favorite student ever, well, besides my mom and dad, of course. He was the best teacher ever.
"Hello Nikki." he replied. Everyone calls me Nikki, i have no idea why. I think Nate was involved somehow. I have been called that all my life.
Nate, mom, and the twins finally arrived. Nate gave me the evil death glare thingy, and i smiled a smile that was so sweet, it was creepy. That's my specialty. I'm very good at it too. Nate can't do it and just dosen't understand how i manage to do it. Make of that what you will. ( A/N It is really my specialty, some of the kids in my class are scared of me. My sister too. Maddie from school is really, really, scared of me and wont even touch me. :))
"Wonderful, little bittle wittle Nikolai Johnson and her family are here." Mr.D said sarcastically. Man, what would i do to get back at him? My name is soo not Nikolai, where does he come up with these horrible names for us? And also, he knows i hate being reminded that i was shorter than anybody else my age. I really, really wanted to kick him in his soft spot, he deserved it. However, he was a god, and could seriously turn me into something horrible, like a slug or a rat, so i contented my anger with smiling my 'special' smile at him, full force. He looked like he didn't notice, but i could've sworn i saw him sweating nervously. Contented with my success, i turned away from him and saw that a black sedan was coming up the hill. I smiled. Bonnie and Bobby were finally here, along with Uncle Nico and Aunt Lauren.
Nate and i ran up the hill as quickly as we could, while Bonnie and Bobby ran down to meet us. Needless to say, we were both overjoyed to see each other again.
"Hey, guess what?" Bonnie said once we finally reached each other. It was obvious that she was excited and wanted to tell us something.
"What is it?" I asked, i wanted to know. Bobby rolled his eyes in a its-nothing-exciting sort of way, and his little sister shot him a death glare so evil, he recoiled. She got that from her father.
"Dad gave me a sword-pen. Look!" she said, taking a pinkish-purple sharpie pen out of her back pocket. And then she uncapped it. It turned into a long sword. It worked just like my dads sword, Riptide. I wish i had one of those, but all i have is a normal two-and-a half-foot celestial bronze sword. Boring!
"Awesome!" I replied, then we began talking about what happened since we last met, which was when we went to Disneyworld together during spring break. Suddenly, Bobby yelled out. He had come up with an inspiration for a prank, which was not at all unusual. He had always had quite a wonderful imagination.
"Let's put meat in a satyr's food!" Satyrs are very strict vegetarians. We all laughed, and just like that, hand in hand, we went of to find meat at the mess hall to prank a poor, innocent, and unsuspecting satyr with.
