I can't tell them. Not yet, anyway. I don't know if I'm ready for this. Percy explained the fighting, the monsters. How there's no running away from it. That's what scares me. I don't like having pressure put on me. I never have. Like, when we had tests at school, I would always fail because my teachers expected me to get the best outcome. My work ethic and classwork and notes were flawless, they said. And so from that moment, I bottled everything up. I closed myself away. I never told anyone anything about me, I never even talked to people in my class. From that day, I don't think I ever even smiled or laughed. That was, until I got to Camp Half-Blood.
Everyone is so friendly here. What's not to like? I mean, except for the responsibility and the monsters and the fighting and the quests. But I digress. What I love the most is that even though we're all 'special', the adults and the dudes up there still treat us like kids, rather than the ancient warriors you find in the stories.
Annabeth and Percy have been really nice to me. Percy told me stories of the events that led up to him first arriving here. It seemed so interesting, I couldn't stop listening. Not that I wanted to, anyway. And Annabeth was so supportive that even though I haven't been claimed yet, I would eventually. And it wouldn't be long. I asked her how she knew that, thinking it was maybe a daughter of Athena thing, but she looked towards her boyfriend as called it a 'familiar intuition'.
(A/N) Okay so this one is a fair amount longer than the previous chapter but is still pretty short, I guess. Sorry about that but anyway, hope you enjoy this and I'll try to update when I can xox
