"I wonder what cabin she's in?"

"Would you shut up? Why does it even matter? She'll be in yours till she knows for sure."

"I know."

"Suuuure you do. But, don't worry. She seems nice."

"Nice? She hits people in her sleep!"

"Well, if you hadn't been sitting in here and recording her in her sleep…."

"Hey, hey, hey! I do what I do for a reason. If it ever comes down to me being desperate to get revenge on her, I need some sources."

"You're impossible."

"Why, thank you, m'lady."

I was starting to get vibes that these two people didn't like each other very much. It was time for intervention. I slowly opened my eyes and sat up. As soon as I did so, I wanted to lie back down. It was the same 2 kids from my dream, except now I was starting to wonder if it was really a dream…

"So, Sleeping Beauty, finally decided to wake up.", the boy said cheerily. He had a smirk plastered on his face and one of his eyebrows looked like it was ready to fly off his head, it was so high. He had light brown hair and twinkling blue eyes. The girl was standing beside him. She had darker hair that was cut right above the shoulders and dark chocolate colored eyes that shone with annoyance. She was tapping her hands on her side, obviously not wanting to be here with the other kid.

"How long have I been asleep?", I asked cautiously. Then, I continued, "And where the heck am I? Who are you? Why did you bring me here? What is this cabin thing? I have to stay in YOURS? Aren't you a guy? Isn't that a bit strange? You don't even know me, but I'm staying in the same CABIN as you? What kind of place is this? Is there a director here? Who runs this place? What crack is he on?" I had so many more questions, but Mr. Mischief interrupted me.

"Whoa there, cheetah. All those questions will be answered in due time. Let's start off slow. I'm Daniel Daltnut, age 13. This here is my other half, Tacy Mueller." Daniel looked at her and wiggled his eyebrows, suggestively. She just rolled her eyes and blew hair out of her face. "You wish, Daltnut. You wish. Anyways, like Senor Stupid already said, I'm Tacy. What's your name?" She offered her hand. I still didn't completely trust them, but they seemed okay. "Trinity. Trinity Theeves.", I said slowly, with a challenging look in my eyes. Even if these kids were being nice now, they basically kidnapped me. I just wanted to let them know that I didn't want to be there. "So, I'm gonna go ahead and give you a tour and answer most of your questions. Then, I'll let Dumbo here show you to your cabin. And, don't worry. When I first came, I didn't want to be in HIS cabin either, but it turned out all right, I was only in there for 2 nights anyways. I got claimed right away. But, within those two days, I had my hairbrush, wallet, lucky necklace, earrings, backpack, and sheets from my bed, that I happened to be sleeping on at the time, stolen." She cast a glance towards Daniel that held tension mixed with many other hidden emotions. He just gulped and looked away. Whatever had happened between them wasn't gonna be forgiven easily by Tacy. But, he didn't seem so bad to me. Sure, he steals a few things. So do I. Looks like we have more similarities than I thought. With that thought on my mind, Tacy led me off to give me a tour. When we got out of earshot, she huffed. "Gods. He is so annoying!"

I looked at her with a teasing smirk. "You like him.", I said matter-of-factly.

She turned on me with disbelief in her eyes. "How-How did you…Who told you?", she demanded.

I was shocked. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. You actually like him? Dude! I was just teasing!"

Her eyes turned from shock to embarrassment quickly. "You were? I-I-I mean…You WERE! Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. Of course you were! Well…Um-uh so was I! Yeah! I was teasing to. Uh huh. That's it. Him and me? Pshaw! No way! Never!"

I gave her a knowing look. "Oh, Reeeeeeaaaalllly?"

She just sighed and looked at the ground. "No. I've liked him for 2 years now. But, you can't tell anyone, okay? I'm begging you! Daniel and I are like sworn enemies, according to everyone else. Besides my siblings, you're the first one to know."

"Really? Cool. Anyways, though, you have siblings? How many?", I asked, getting curious.

She sighed in obvious relief of dropping the subject. "11."

"11? Dude! That's awesome! All from the same parents?", I asked, wide-eyed.

"Uh…no. Same mom, but different dads."

"O-kay. That's a little strange, but whatever."

"Well, that's kinda it, you see? That's why you're here."

"Huh?", I was now getting extremely confused.

"Lemme explain…", she went on to explain that I was half-god! My father was one of the Olympians and that's probably why I'd never met him. Soon, I would be claimed as one of their kids and move in with the other siblings from that Olympian, but until then, I would stay in the Hermes Cabin, number 11, because he was the god of travelers and cross roads, which meant that he cared for new-comers. She also made it her point to mention though that Daniel was one of his kids and all of his siblings were exactly like him, so I needed to watch out. By the end of the conversation, it was late and I was exhausted. I felt closer to her, somehow, and I now felt like I belonged at this camp. I slowly made my way over to where Tacy told me Daniel would be waiting. I found him and he showed me to his, and now my, cabin. I walked in and was immediately hit with a pillow. I opened my eyes and took in everything around me. There had to be at least 40 kids in the room, but there were only 10 bunks totaling 20 beds. I could see crumpled sleeping bags all over the floor, which had obviously been stepped on and run over by the ongoing pillow-fight. There were bare mattresses pushed up against all the walls to clear the space in the main area, I guess. But, most of them were knocked over, stained with who knows what, or just about torn apart. The kids in the room varied from ages 6 to 19, but most of them looked similar. They all had that same mischievous manor that radiated off of their faces and shone in their bright eyes. There were a few that obviously didn't fit in and were just curled up in the few bunks trying to get some sleep in the mad house, to no avail. They must have been the unclaimed, as Tacy had put it. Awaiting to find out who their godly parent was. Daniel stepped in behind me and closed the door. He picked up a pillow that he almost tripped over and threw it back into the main fight area. The campers raced towards it like a pack of hungry dogs. He gave me an apologetic look and sighed exasperatingly. "Sorry about this, but our old counselor was just killed on a rescue mission, kinda like how Tacy and I got you, and we are without a leader right now. The cabin's been in even more chaos than usual, and that's saying a LOT.", he gave a funny grin and winked at me knowingly before turning to address his cabin. He cleared his throat loudly, trying to get their attention. The campers just kept on whacking each other with the pillows, stuffing covering the air. He cleared his throat again. Nothing. Finally, he took a deep breath and yelled loudly, "HEY! Guys! I have an announcement, so shut up and listen!" Every eye in the cabin, including some of the older kids, turned towards Daniel. He obviously held some authority in here. "We have a new camper. This is Trinity Theeves." About a dozen hands went up. Daniel just ignored them and spoke even louder. "Before you ask, no, she's not permanent. Unclaimed." All at once, the hands went down. I heard a few groans and sighs across the room and prepared to be shot down with complaints, but to my surprise, Daniel was looking at them with a look that only he could pull off. Once again, his eyebrows were raised high, high, high, but this time his mouth wasn't twisted into a smirk, but more of a sneer, as if daring anyone to say anything rude. The cabin remained quiet, confirming my thoughts that they must admire, or fear, him. He suddenly turned towards me and put on a fake smile. "Well! Welcome to Cabin 11! You can have that bunk right there." A wail rose above the group of campers. It was one of the younger kids. "But, Daniel! That's MY-" Daniel turned towards him with a look that was challenging, yet gentle at the same time. The kid gulped. "But, she can have it." I smiled at him, apologetically and mouthed a thank you to him. He just sighed and put on his best scowl, which coming from a 7 year old, was so cute that I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing. Daniel turned back to the crowd. "Okay, everybody. It's almost 'lights out'.", he smirked and raised an eyebrow. All the other campers shared the same grin and a knowing look with each other. I could tell that it would NOT be lights out for this cabin for a looooong time, if ever. "Sooooo…I have to take roll and return it to Chiron, ASAP. Here we go. Tim?"

"Present."

"Ivy?"

"Present."

"Mary?"

"Present."

"Charlie?"

"Present."

"Zac?"

"Present."

"Jane?"

"Gift!" The whole cabin snickered at this. The culprit, Jane, just smiled proudly. Daniel just shook his head, with a smile and finished the list. Afterwards, he gave the list to the kid whose bunk I stole and told him to take it straight to The Big House. Boy, were these people creative with names. Then, Daniel grabbed a pillow and stood by the door. All the other kids grabbed their own pillows and put on a grin of determination. I looked around confused, and the girl named Mary caught my eye. She came over with a smile on her face and picked up a pillow that was on the ground nearby. She offered it to me and said, "Here. You're gonna need this. Just follow Daniel's lead." With that she grabbed her own weapon of fluff and walked away. Not a moment later, the door creaked open with an out of breath 7 year old in the doorway. It was the kid, called Bradley, that I already had a history with about the bunk. He didn't even have time to fully look confused around the room before getting smacked with Daniel's pillow. Daniel removed the pillow to reveal Bradley with a shocked look in his eyes. Even I didn't see that coming! Almost all at once, the cabin screamed, "OMEGA!" and charged. I found myself quickly joining into the fun. After a few minutes, I got a moment to catch my breath, sitting on my bunk. I looked out the cabin window around to all the other cabins with their lights turned off and the silhouettes of silent, sleeping campers shining in the moon light and though to myself how glad I was that I was in this one instead of those. And the truth was…..I was beginning to get used to the crazy ways of the Hermes cabin.