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A Tour To Remember.

"...And this is the arena, where we all practice our fighting, and stuff. Lots of fun," Percy said, gesturing towards a large clearing where a few campers wearing orange T shirts were fighting with swords and spears.

I nodded along, looking at them interestedly. So far Bob...I mean Percy, had shown me the javelin range, the canoeing lake, the archery range, the stables (which he seemed to adore), the sing-along amphitheater and the armory. Truth be told, I was liking this place very much.

As we walked past the strawberry fields, I noticed campers picking bushels of berries and people having goat legs prancing around while playing reed pipes. Satyrs, I think they were called.

It had become apparent to me that Percy was a very well-respected camper in this place. Everyone seemed to acknowledge him whenever he was around and stare at me, as if to say, Who is this girl and what is she doing with Percy?

Percy then pointed towards an outdoor pavilion framed with white Greek columns on a hill overlooking the sea. There were at least twenty stone picnic tables. However, there was no roof.

I looked at the structure confusedly and then asked, "What happens if it rains?"

Percy chuckled and said, "It doesn't rain here unless Mr. D wishes it to. (sigh) I remember asking the same question when I first arrived."

Mr. D. He was...an interesting person. Or god, I should say. I had met him when Percy and I had left the infirmary. He was sitting in the porch, facing three other satyrs, and was playing some card game I didn't know the name of. The satyrs seemed to be deathly afraid of him. It made me wonder what he did to those poor boys...

Mr. D, I had come to find, was actually Dionysus, the god of the vine and wine. He was a short guy, with a purple, pudgy face, and was wearing a gaudy Hawiian shirt with tiger prints and shorts. He was very unpleasant too, and I couldn't have been more relieved when we (meaning Percy and I) had left the building.

Soon after, we reached the cabins. There were around twenty five, I think, twelve of which were arranged in a U shape, while the others formed a rectangle across the U. They were nestled in the woods by the lake, and they were the most bizarre collection of cabins I had ever, ever seen. Cabin four had tomato vines on the walls and a roof of actual grass; Number nine looked like a tiny factory; Number seven was so shiny, it was hard to even look at, and Number five was bright red with a real nasty looking paint job. There was absolutely nothing in common between these extraordinary buildings, except for the fact that each had a large brass number above the door.

Even though each and every cabin was unique in itself, my attention went straight towards one of the cabins in the rectangle. It was a beautiful shade of navy blue, with black curtains and purple torches. It had intricate designs and wordings on the walls, and there were huge stones engraved with inscriptions surrounding it's front.

I stared, open mouthed, at the cabin. Even if it looked a little scary, I loved it. Absolutely loved it. I started towards it, but then was pulled back by Percy, who shook his head and said, "Don't do that. You have to wait until you're claimed, or something bad might happen."

I eyed him sceptically, but let him pull me towards the U. We passed cabin one, which was the biggest and bulkiest of the twenty five. Frankly, it looked like a commercial bank. It had polished bronze doors, that shimmered like a holograph, so that from different angles lightning bolts seemed to streak across them. Next to it stood a similar looking cabin, but it looked more elegant, somehow, with slimmer columns having vines of pomegranates and flowers creeping around them.

"Zeus and Hera?" I guessed, raising an eyebrow. Percy nodded, and then smiled at a boy sitting by one of the Zeus cabin walls. "How you doing, Chance?"

I looked at the boy curiously, and my breath hitched when he stopped polishing his sword and looked up. He was one of the cutest guys I had ever seen. He was around my age, with messy black hair, like Percy, had startling electric blue eyes. His face broke into a grin and he got up to greet us.

"Hey, Perce. I'm doing fine. Who's this?"

I blushed slightly (I have no idea why) and smiled at him. "My name's Xylia. I'm new?"

His smile widened, and he nodded. "The girl with the neat tricks? I heard about you.."

I grinned cheekily. "Yup. That's me."

His fingers brushed against the lightning bolt on his sword hilt, and in front of my very amazed eyes, the sword shrunk to form a silver ring with a lightning bolt on it. He slipped it on and then looked at me. "So, you liking this place?"

"Definitely," I admitted. This place was the closest I had felt to home, ever. I loved Camp Half-Blood.

Then I noticed that Percy had not said a word to either of us for the past few minutes. My eyes shifted (a little unwillingly) from Chance to Percy, who, I found, was looking behind me, at a girl with honey blonde hair and stormy grey eyes. She was sprinting towards us with a smile on her face.

"Hey, Annabeth," Percy grinned as she came up and hugged him.

"Hi, Percy, Chance," Annabeth nodded to each of them and then turned her eyes to me. She blinked and then asked me the general question. "Who are you?"

I smiled at her warmly and said, "I'm Xylia. Nice to meet you."

One of her eyebrows went up. "Xylia? The girl with the wicked tricks?"

I stared at her. Is that what everyone was calling me? The girl with the tricks? Oh, wow.

I nodded. "Yeah. That's me."

Annabeth grinned at me. "Sorry about that. But it is nice to meet you too." She then turned towards Percy and said, "Come on. We have to go. Swords lesson, remember?"

Percy yelped like a little girl and then started running towards the arena. As he went away, he turned back and said, "Sorry, Xylia. Chance, can you take her to the Hermes cabin? I gotta go."

Chance nodded his head and grinned. "Sure thing, dude. Don't worry."

"Thanks, Chance!" Percy yelled before disappearing. Chance chuckled cutely and then turned towards me. "Come on. Let's go to the Hermes cabin."

...

Compared to all the other cabins, the Hermes cabin looked the most like a regular, normal cabin in a regular, normal summer camp. The threshold was worn out, and the paint on the walls was peeling off. The symbol over the doorway was what I recognized to be a caduceus.

"So this is the Hermes cabin," Chance said uselessly, gesturing towards the obvious structure in front of the two of us.

"I noticed," I said wryly, feeling a little scared. Chance blushed slightly (aw) and then pulled me into it.

Inside too, it looked like a regular cabin. It was extremely messy, and there were bunk beds lining each wall, one row for the boys, the other for the girls.

As soon as I stepped in, I attracted the attention of each and every camper inside the room. I looked around at the campers' faces - some were grinning idiotically, while some were wearing mischievous smirks, as if they were just waiting for an opportunity to pick my pockets.

"Xylia, this is the Hermes cabin. Hermes cabin, this is Xylia," Chance announced from behind me.

I smiled at all of them a little uncomfortably, unused to all the attention. Then suddenly, I felt an arm thrown around my shoulders from each side.

"So how do you like our cabin, trickster?" Connor asked from my right, smirking.

"Pretty cool, huh?" Travis piped in from my left, also smirking.

I just rolled my eyes and then shrugged their arms off of me. "Which one's my bed?" I asked the two idiots on either side of me, ignoring their mock hurt expressions.

"This one," Travis said, patting a bed to my left. "Extremely comfortable. You'll love it."

"Here's your backpack," Connor said, offering it to me with a wicked grin on his face. I eyed him warily, and then proceeded to check each and every pocket, remembering that Hermes was also the God of Thieves. I found everything intact and untouched. I looked back at the brothers cautiously, who just looked back with saint-like expressions.

Chance rolled his eyes at Travis and Connor, and then looked at me. "Remember, lunch is at noon. Don't be late." Then he proceeded to leave.

"See you later?" I called out (a little hopefully, I admit). He just smiled and nodded cutely, and then walked out of the cabin.

I smiled to myself and then turned around. The campers were still staring at me deviously, which caused me to become a little unnerved. Nervous laughter bubbled out of my mouth, and I lay down on my bed, pretending to sleep. Oh, this was going to be one eventful summer.


So this is the third chapter. I hope you liked it! :)