A/N- Hey guys, again. Like I said before, I was really disappointed with my last chapter so I decided to write up a 'Part 2' because the other one was so short... hence the title 'My Encounter with Nico's Nose: Part 2'... so here it is R&R xx Heartbeat

Disclaimer: I do not own the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series, or any of the characters in this story apart from Astra-Rose Alkmene.

Chapter Four

My Encounter With Nico's Nose: Part 2

Astra-Rose Alkmene

"How dare you call me BOB!" The Hawaiian dude shouted.

?Did he just read my mind?

Chiron sighed. "She doesn't understand about the gods Mr. D..."

"Then I will show the brat!" Bob exclaimed. What a strange man...

Suddenly vines grew from the oak floor boards and strangled my legs, creeping up my body. I gasped. Then it clicked, the monster, Chiron, laver wall, Nico's sword... and now THIS... These were all proof that what Chiron had told me was all true. The gods were real.

"Yea... go figure. You're a slow one." Bob snorted, and then released the vines from my limp body, slowly dissolving them into the floor.

"And who are you?" I questioned.

"Not Bob that's for sure. My name is Dionysus, god of wine." He held his head high, proud of his label.

"And you can read minds?" I asked.

"All the gods can." He sat back down in his place at the card table.

"That's Mr. D, D for Dionysus." Chiron explained.

"Oh." Was all I said.

"Wait, then why are you telling me this? Why am I here?" I continued.

"Rose, you know how you don't know who your parents are?" He didn't wait for my reply.

"Well, I assume one of you parents is a god or goddess." He sighed.

It occurred to me that this wasn't the first time he had been through this process, telling someone like me who they really are I mean.

I squinted my eyes in confusion, my mind racing. One of my parents is a god... It was a lot to process.

"Travis! Come in here!" Chiron yelled.

A boy in his late teens entered Big House. He had mid long wavy blonde hair, milky brown eyes and a mischievous grin planted on his lips.

"Hey Chiron, Mr. D," Travis nodded towards Bobs direction.

"How can I help?"

"Show Astra around camp and in the Hermes cabin please Travis." Chiron demanded, clearly in authority.

"Sure. No problem." Travis beamed.

I walked in his direction.

Outside it was still mid day and I couldn't wait to see around camp. Travis seemed really friendly; he showed me all of the sights.

First he showed me the laver wall. It was like a climbing obstacle- except when you fall instead of hitting the ground you get swallowed up by the running laver. Such fun, something I will try my best to avoid in the near future.

Next he showed me the swords arena; it was just large flat land, covered with rough soil to cushion your fall. It had long benches for an audience and was situated next to the armoury. The swords arena has the distinct smell of a mixture between sweat and blood. In the near distance I caught sight of a couple Ares kids duelling one another. The first one would strike while his opponent blocks, then she strikes and so on.

"Come on Astra, we need to move quicker. We don't want to be late for dinner." Travis led me to the archery grounds.

It was just a long clearing in the trees with dart boards lined up beside each other. I was surprised not to see the Apollo kids taking some shots and hanging out around the area.

Travis then briefly showed me the arts and crafts shed. It was rarely occupied and only used by the Athena cabin.

The lake was beautiful, I loved swimming, and the water glinted in the setting sun. It had been a long day. I was extremely grateful of Travis showing me around. It was rather sweet of him.

"Come on Travis, we better get moving to the eating pavilion, I so hungry." I exclaimed.

"Yea, we better get going." He chuckled.

We raced to the dinning pavilion, (I won, heh heh...) and took our seats at the Hermes table.

The dinning pavilion was made up of numerous long tables which each of the cabins sat in: Athena, Aphrodite, Ares, Zeus, Poseidon... and so on. I glanced over to the Hades table where I saw Nico sitting alone, picking at his meal. My heart sank. I kind of felt sorry for him, I mean not having any siblings and all. Then I noticed he had some sort of cast on his nose, I must have hit him harder than I thought. *Sigh* Note to self: apologise to Nico for breaking his nose. Aw I felt terrible now.

All the Hermes kids look freakishly quite alike. They all had sandy blonde hair and big brown eyes. I clearly stood out. I guess I learnt one thing today; I'm clearly not a Hermes kid. Although it was only temporary, I was instantly accepted as part of their family. During dinner, Travis also introduced me to some of his siblings, Conner, Luke, Lilly, Tina and Sam. I must say, the Hermes cabin must have been one of the biggest. Hermes was god of travel after all; well I guess he got around a lot.

After dinner I met up with Nico. He seemed pissed about his nose.

"Nico!" I shouted after him.

"Hey Rosie." He mumbled.

Okay, a little more than pissed. Oh well, what can I say. Where was I? Oh yea... apologising- not really my thing. This is a one off thing and you won't catch me doing it any time soon. Trust me.

"Look, you have no idea how bad I feel about this, no matter how cliché this sounds, I am terribly sorry for braking you noise..." I gave him me best puppy dog eyes look.

He smiled.

"I forgive you..." He said.

We both cracked up laughing! This was way more cliché than I thought! I mean, the girl brakes the guy she likes' nose. That is pretty cliché... WHAT! I. DO. NOT. LIKE. NICO. DI. AGELO! BAD ROSIE!

Anyway... *Mentally rolls eye*

I grabbed his shoulder for support as the laughs escaped my soul. It took a whole five minutes for us to stop laughing, as they say, laughing is contagious! I finally got my-self back together, as did he.

"You want to go to the bonfire?" Nico asked.

"Sure. I've never been before, but it's always good to try out new things." I smiled.

We headed in the direction of the blazing heat, burning in the pit. Campers huddled around the fire burning marshmallows. I'm guessing this was a camp tradition. My suspicions were right.

The light of the fire destroyed every inch of darkness of the night.

My mind came to peace with the world.