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Cabin 7

Chapter 1: Zooey gets personal with a basketball

Zooey Page was lying down in a strawberry field watching the sun set on another day at Camp Half-Blood. By this time tomorrow the camp would be packed full of hyper active children on summer vacation, ready to learn such things as archery and swordplay. Zooey had been looking forward to this day for months and finally it was here. The past year had gone by so slow with each day more boring than the last. She missed her half siblings and her friends. Even her enemies for the gods' sakes! Not many people stayed at camp year round. Most of them had families to return too. Some of them just weren't as appetizing to the monsters and could get by with only coming for the summer sessions. But with Zooey's father being a pretty powerful Olympian she was stuck at camp year round; and then add to that the tiny little fact that she didn't' have a home or family to return too.

The conch horn sounded, alerting the few campers there that it was time for dinner, successfully knocking Zooey out of her daze. Zooey got up from the ground dusting dirt off of her shorts and started making her way to the dinning pavilion.

"Hey Zoe, think fast", yelled Matt Hall, of Hermes, as he threw a basketball towards her with full force.

"Ow!" Zooey did not think fast enough.

When Zooey was finally able to think coherently it was not of what one would call pure thoughts. She looked around to find her attackers. Her eyes fell on a very guilty looking teenage boy from Hermes and a half amused half terrified looking boy from Hephaestus.

"Sorry." Matt winced. "I really thought you were going to catch it."

Zooey just glared at him. "Uh can we get our ball back?" asked the Hephaestus camper, Jason Arnold.

"What this ball?" she asked picking it up. "Sure you can have it back."

Eyeing the ball cautiously Matt said, "Jason, you know I'm not sure I want it the she is going to give it to us."

"You have ten seconds to pray to the respective gods of your choosing before I send you to Hades", Zooey warned twirling the basket ball on her finger. "Just so you know."

"RUN!" Jason screamed.

Zooey chased them all the way to the mess hall, where she had to stop. It would not have been in good character to commit murder in front of Chiron and Mr. D. Well in front of Chiron at least. Mr. D. probably wouldn't notice or care if she killed them; in fact he was more apt to be grateful to have two less campers running around. Mr. D. was short for Dionysus, god of wine and some other disturbing stuff. He did not want to be here any more than the campers wanted him to be. But they were stuck with each other unfortunately. It all happened last year when Mr. D. was chasing around some wood nymph that his father, Zeus, had declared off limits. As punishment for defying his father he was sentenced to a hundred years of directing Camp Half-Blood. Zooey really felt sorry for the wood nymphs, what with being sexual catnip for the gods and all.

She gave the boys an 'it's not over' glare and sat down at her cabin's table next to the only other Apollo camper that was there. Her name was Cordelia Meyers and she was only nine years old. She showed up at camp two weeks ago. Apparently the monster attacks started getting pretty bad at her boarding school in Ireland; which goes to show that the monsters are going to try and get you no matter what continent you live on. So her mom had a little talk with her and told her some interestingly bizarre things about her father and what that meant for her life. Needless to say she is going through a little bit of culture shock at the moment. Zooey could not help but to feel sorry for her. "What happened to your face?" Cordelia asked, pointing to the black bruise that was forming next to her eye, when she sat down. Well at least she used to feel sorry for her.

At that moment Mr. D. stood up, looking extremely bored, and reminded everyone that tomorrow morning is when most of the summer campers would start to arrive so they needed make sure that their cabins were clean. That was no problem for Zooey considering it was only Cordelia and herself staying in cabin seven and neither of them was that messy.

Cordelia began to look anxious all of a sudden. "What's up?" Zooey frowned at frowned at her.

"I'm just nervous about meeting our other cabin mates." She whimpered. Zooey motioned that they should get line to sacrifice a portion of their dinner to the gods.

"Don't worry about it they're all nice and normal", said Zooey. "Well for the most part." She added as an afterthought thinking of one of her half brothers who in her opinion happened to be about as far away from normal as you can get.

"I still don't get why we have to burn half of our food", grumbled Cordelia as they approached the fire.

"It is to show are appreciation to the gods." Zooey told her tossing in a piece of salmon.

"How can I appreciate someone I don't know?" questioned Cordelia following the older girl's actions and throwing in some of her fish.

"Well…" thought Zooey. "You're alive aren't you, so for now how about you just be appreciative for that until know."

Later that night they went to sleep full of anticipation for the next day.

Finally!!! I finished the first chapter. Go me!

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Jayme