Here ya go. Sorry if it kinda took awhile, but I for some reason I was feeling kinda depressed, so I was scared that if I let myself go with the writing, you'd be reading about the sudden deaths of Suze, Percy, Annabeth, and Grover, as well as the triumph of the Titans, so...yeah. Oh, btw, I was looking at my chapstick, an there was a warning that said "Keep out of reach of children eight and younger" what, seven-year-olds don't get chapped lips too?

Disclaimer: I do not own these books

Claimer: I DO own my cookie...but I ate it. So I guess I'm back to owning nothing.

I was practically bouncing in my seat- no, I was bouncing in my seat, and it was getting me quite a few odd looks. Really, I couldn't care less. There was only ten minutes left, then I'd be out of here and on my way to the biggest adventure ever.

You might think that it was sort of wierd that I'd be so exited about this when there was a fairly good chance I was headed toward certain death, but I had been in deadly situations before, and this was all so amazing. Plus, Annabeth had mention that there were four other mediators already there- Nicki, Jesslyn, Erin and Kiley.

Class ended, and I all but ran out of the room. Pace yourself, I thought. My feet slowed, but I fel like I was going to blow up-forget pacing myself. I rushed to Father Dom's office, where I knew Percy, Grover and Annabeth woud b waiting. I flew through the door.

"Hey, guys! Ready?"

Everyone jumped at my sudden appearance, but recovered pretty quickly.

Annabeth grinned,"Someone's exited."

"Well, duh," I turned to Father Dominic," Ready?"

"Yes, I believe I am." He stood up slowly, and I rushed out the door.

"Well, come on." Eventually, we all made it out to Father Dominic's car. See, at first, i had been all for just taking a plane, but i'd abandoned the idea quickly when Percy explained that he couldn't ride in them. So, the new plan was for Father Dom to drive us to the point where we could get public transportation the rest of the way, and we'd go from there. I knew he wasn't very comfortable with leaving it up to us, but he couldn't drive us all the way to Long Island and he knew it.

We talked casually through the fibe and a half hours. I'm not kidding, we were in the car for that long. Father Dominic had insisted to take us at least all the way to Reno, Nevada, considering we would basically be crossing all the way across the US. It was a very tedious drive, made all th more so by the fact that id never been more exited about going somewhere in my life- wait, no, scratch that. The one place I was most exited to go to in my life was Disney World. But this was a close second, for sure.

Finally we were there. I jumped out of the car as soon as he put on the brakes, stopping to wait for the others and listen to the usual "be careful" and "don't hit people" warnings from Father Dom.

Finally, though, we stood alone on the sidewalk. It was a fairly busy street, and people bustled past us as we contemplated our next move, which ended up being pretty simple- get moving toward our next destination. We hailed a taxi, using some money that my Mom had given me for the "school trip". I stared out the window as we rode along. My greatest adventure ever had started.

We went along like that for days, catching cabs, buses and trains, grabbing sleep whenever and where ever we could- I thought it was great. I hadn't seen Jesse at all, which was a litttle wierd, since he seemed so determined when he said he was , whatever, I didn't care or anything. Yeah, right.

Finally, we were through New York and on the final stretch, a ferry to Long island. Going through New York had gotten me a ittle nervous, beacuse there was a always a small chance of someone recognizing me- which would definetly be bad.

So, in the end, here I sat, waiting. I tell you, when you're toward one of the most exiting things that could possible happen, moving along at snail pace on one of these things is totally not good for the nerves. At all.

It took about all of eternity, but we were finally back on land. I followed Percy, Annabeth and Grover. Geeze, my feet werestarting to hurt. I really wasn't cut out for all the walking we'd been doing. Breaking and entering? Easy. Hand-to-hand combat with the undead? No problem. Hiking? No way.

So,I was totally relieved whenIgot tothe top of a hill and looked down to seewhat I wasguess wasour destination.

Annabeth grinned," WelcometoCamp Half-Blood."

I grinned back," This is cool."

And it was definetly cool. Like, the coolest thing I'd ever seen- which is really saying something when your me. But I was still tired.

"So, I'd really love to look around and all, but right now my feet are seriously killing me, so can you guys just show me where I'm staying?"

Annabeth looked kinda disapointed," Sure, I guess. We set up a cabin."

Percy started walking toward the camp," This way."

"I'll, um, just go tell Chiron we're back." Grover said, going off in another direction.

As we went through camp, Percy and Annabeth pointed out and explained several different things. It was interesting enough that I actually managed to pay attention.

Then we were staning in front of a large ring of intricate cabins. My eyes widened.

"There's a cabin for each God ad Goddess," Percy explained," The Hephaestus cabin built one a Mediator cabin for you guys."

Sure enough, a white cabin stood off to the side from the rest. I was kinda impressed that they'd managed to throw together a whole cabin for us and all. But I'm pretty sure Hephaestus was, like, the god of building stuff, so that sorta made sense.

I suddenly started to feel a little nervous," So, are the other Mediators in there?"

"They should be."

I nodded and hesitantly opened the door to the cabin.

"Hi! Are you Suze?" A tall girl with long brown hair was standing in the doorway.

"Yeah,who are you?"

"I'm Nicole, but call me Nicki. We've been waiting for you to get here."

"Nicki can introduce you to everyone, we're gonna go." Annabeth said from behind me. I nodded. Nicki and I walked to the back of the cabin, where six bunk beds were sitting. A pale girl with short, blonde hair sat on one of the top ones, eyeing me.

"This the new girl?"

I had a few problems with her tone, but held my tounge. I was kind of hoping wouldn't make enemies with any of these girls, since 'd be fighting with them and all.

Nicki glared at her," Yeah, she is. Got a problem with it?"

"I'm fine as long as she stays out of my way."

Okay, forget making friends. I put my hands on my hips, but Nicki shook her head.

"Don't bother," she whispered," She's not even worth it."

I sighed, but nodded.

"Okay, she's Jesslyn," Nicki continued, poitning to the bitchy blonde girl," And Kiley, and this is Erin- we've known each other since, like, third grade."

She gestured toward a shy-looking girl sitting cross-legged on a bottom bunk, then to the girl sitting next to her. I studied Kiley closer. She looked young, probably youger than me, with olive-toned skin and shoulder length curly brown hair.

Erin looked about my age, but she was short, with raven black hair and a tan. She was staring at the window with a bored expression.

Nicki kept talking, telling me which bunk was whose. Aparantly, I was getting the only one left, the one under Erin. Oh, well, it could be worse- like getting the one under Jesslyn, for example. Luckily for me, that one was occupied by five backpacks, and a couple duffle bags. I guess no else wanted to share a bunk with her either- can't say I blame 'em.

I sat down uncertainly on mine. "So, Kiley, how old are you?"

She smiled shyly," Me? fifteen."

I was right, she was younger than me.

"What about you?" she asked," Oh, and where are you from?"

"I'm sixteen, and I'm from California."

It went on like that for about an hour, discussing how old we were, where home was, and each person's individual story of how they got here.

I found out that Erin was seventeen,and Nicki was sixteen. They were both from Tennesse, and Kiley was from Minnesota. Jesslyn didn't participate much in the conversation- no suprise there- but I did find out that she was nineteen and from New Jersey. The two huge duffel bags were both hers- apparantly, she had refused to come unless she could bring them.

I leaned back on my bunk bed, smiling. I had a feeling this might actually be sort of fun.