Chapter 4: That Guy

Edit: Percy is around nineteen, because he's older than Nico by four years, because Nico is fifteen here. And also, let's pretend that The Lost Hero and Son of Neptune never happened yet. Kay, on with the story!

I was staring at a boy with black hair, brown eyes, and olive skin. He looked around fifteen. He was tall, and wearing a black t-shirt, black jeans and a black jacket. Emo much? But... he was kind of cute... NO! I will not think like that! Ugh. This camp is turning my brain into mush.

He was sitting on the sand, at the edge of the water, drinking Pepsi. His arm was resting on his leg that was propped up, while his other leg lay on the sand. He was looking out at the sea, like he was searching for something. Without thinking, I sat down beside him.

He was startled, to say the least. He jumped up and spit out the Pepsi in his mouth. By the time he sat down again, I was laughing uncontrollably. I didn't know I could get a reaction like that! I should probably startle people more!

"Hmph. Thanks for that." The boy said, looking completely annoyed.

"You're so welcome. Tara Reilly." I said, while giving him my hand to shake.

He begrudgingly took my hand and said, "Nico Di Angelo. What are you doing here? It's... eleven. I think." He said, all while trying to decipher what his watch said in the dark.

"Couldn't sleep. I just found out greek mythology is real, and I'm supposed to be tired? I'm still pumped with adrenaline. And besides, I want a weapon." I said the last thing with such longing that he burst out laughing.

"You're an interesting girl, Tara Reilly. Most girls I know would want their 'beauty sleep' and would be disgusted by weapons and fighting because they don't want to mess up their hair or make-up." He said, when he was finally able to stop laughing.

"Ick. Make-up? Who wouldn't want a weapon? I mean, come on, weapons are awesome!" I said disgusted by the thought of girly-girls that don't like weapons.

"See? Interesting." Nico said with a sort of amused smile. "Want a Pepsi?" He asked, handing me a can.

"Thanks. Carbonated sugar. The best thing to give a girl with ADHD who can't sleep." I said, dryly, taking the soda anyway.

"Sarcasm. Nice." He said as we settled into comfortable silence.

Nico broke the silence by pulling something out of his belt. It was black, and it was frightening. Yet so, so awesome.

"This is my sword. It's made of Stygian iron. Scary, isn't it?" He asked, running his fingers over the blade.

"Yeah. But at the same time, it's so cool! Ugh, when can I get a sword? Or dagger? Or arrows? I want a weapon so bad!" I said, nearly whining.

He laughed again and said, "You sound like a five year old." And he burst of laughing again.

"Yeah. You know how girly-girls love shoe-shopping?" I asked him.

"Yep." He said, stopping his laughter.

"Well, weapon shopping is myshoe-shopping." Then he burst out laughing again.

I slapped his arm, somewhat annoyed that he kept on laughing at me. I grabbed his arm and looked at his watch.

"Ah! It's already midnight! I need to get back to my cabin." He waved and continued laughing.

And with that I ran off to Cabin 7.

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When I reached my cabin, the first thing I noticed were the people that were staring at the me through the windows. Oh god, did they see the whole thing?

I stomped into the cabin and yelled, "What the hell were you guys doing?"

"Watching you and Di Angelo flirt." One of my younger siblings, Kayden, blurted. Hector, the second oldest in our cabin next to Will Solace, immediately put his hand on her mouth.

"We were not flirting! We were talking and drinking Pepsi!" I shouted angrily.

"Really? Cause it looked like you were flirting." My fifteen year old sister Kelsi said.

"God, can't I just have a nice conversation with a guy without people saying we were flirting?" I asked.

"You can. It's just that you were flirting." Kelsi retorted.

I stopped for a while. Were we? Hmm... "I don't think we were..." I said hesitantly.

"You so obviously were. Right, guys?" Kelsi said, asking my other siblings.

Everyone nodded and agreed, even the boys.

"Ugh. Does he think we were flirting?" I asked, not really sure I wanted to hear the answer.

"No. Probably not." Hector said. "Guys don't really know that they're flirting unless they really think about it after." He continued. "This just means that you sub-consciously like each other."

I threw myself on my bed and groaned into my pillows. This was not how I expected my first day at camp to be, I thought, as I drifted off to sleep.


Oh, yeah, the harpies. Let's pretend they... floated to a magical land full of demon bunnies for them to keep as pets? Yeah, let's go with that.

Yay! Nico! :D Should I put pictures of Tara's brothers and sisters on my profile? I've got too many pictures there as it is... Ugh. Bye now! Buh-bye! See ya later!

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