Author's note: IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! Is fifteen too old to love Percy Jackson? Nope, I don't think so. BTW guys please check out the twitter account I made for Titania: TitaniaAmor. She's going to be posting some cool updates and stuff that won't be featured in the book ;)

Chapter Four: I Become the Not-So-New Girl

Oksana is a freaking liar. As we arrive at archery several people make way for her to shoot first which at first I'm like; oh they're just being nice, but no, Oksana shoots a 95 out of 100 from like thirty feet away.

"I thought you said you were only good at music," I say as she hangs her bow back up on the rack.

Oksana gives a small smile. "Well I didn't want to brag. Children of Apollo are just naturally good archers. Don't worry about it. Here I'll show you how to nock an arrow."

She guides me through the motions and I actually don't completely suck, and by that I mean my arrow doesn't immediately fall of the string like I'd expected it to. Pulling back is the hard part and suddenly become hyper aware that everyone is watching me since I'm the new girl. What the hell, I figure and release the arrow. I reach for my second arrow before realizing where the first arrow has landed, a perfect ten.

"Beginner's luck?" I say as several jaws drop.

"Do it again," says Oksana and I do. I pull back the arrow, which is not an easy task and release. It's not as good as the first one but still a 9/10.

"Are you sure you haven't done this before?" Oksana says and I shake my head.

"Never," I say.

The rest of my arrows are very good as well and I beat everyone in my cabin with a score of 89. Only Oksana and a couple of the other girls in Apollo have better scores than me and even they seem impressed.

"You're dad has to be Apollo," one girl says.

"Maybe giving you such a good score was his way of claiming you," another girl suggests.

Really? Could I have just been claimed? I really don't want to spend another night in the Hermes Cabin and if Oksana and I were sisters it would make camp life ten times easier.

"Claiming doesn't work like that," Oksana says, coming over after hanging up her bow again. "But Apollo is a good bet, I wouldn't be surprised," she smiles. "You wouldn't happen to have any musical skill or poetry would you?"

I shrug. "I played the cello in middle school. I wasn't very good though," I admit.

"Not all of us are good at music," a chubby blonde girl said. "You should talk to Will, our counselor. He could probably figure it out. He spends most of his time in the hospital wing these days."

After archery, my day goes back to sucking as I find I'm no good at rockwall and the children of Hermes seem to be very good at it. By the time rotations end I'm extremely exhausted, like I'm into work outs and stuff but this is ridiculous. Forget my diet, I'm starving! Unfortunately I have to wait another hour until lunch but I notice a buzz going on near the front of the boarders. A jog to catch up with the crowd.

"What is it?" I ask as I approach Oksana who is already on the scene.

"A new camper," she explains. "Lots of us have trouble getting here. Oooh, she looks really hurt."

"Make a path," says a boy with blonde hair and the build of a surfer. He's pushing a stretcher and I see him lift someone on to it. She's bleeding pretty badly. The girl is african american with really dark skin and a buzz cut. Her green army jacket makes her skinny waist almost unnoticeable which is what I hate about skinny girls, not that I'm not skinny, I totally am. I'm hot, like snow melts around me hot, that's how hot. Following the girl is another half goat thing and he seems to be telling anyone who would listen what had happened. I only make out part of what he's saying.

"She fought it all by herself!" he exclaims. "She saved my life too."

Big deal, I think as I walk away from the scene. I could totally fight a monster thing if I had to. Maybe not one like the scorpion in my bedroom but bugs are obvi different. I feel like I might have to fight something in order to get a little attention around here. After my initial arrival, most people had begun treating me like I was invisible.

"It's because you haven't really made a name for yourself yet," Oksana explains a little later. "You have to do something heroic for people to notice you, no offence."

"Does that mean I have to get a quest?" I ask.

Oksana laughs. "It's nearly impossible to get a quest when your new, especially when you're unclaimed. It is odd though, you're fourteen and still your godly parent hasn't claimed you. It's suppose to happen by the time you're thirteen."

I heave a sigh. Why won't daddy just hurry up and claim me already? I've waited long enough haven't I?

Before dinner, Oksana explains to me the rules for capture the flag, a game we're going to be playing tonight. I knew the general rules already but of course at camp half blood there has to be some kind of twist. Oksana leads me to the weaponry shed and I learn that were actually expected to shoot freaking arrows at each other and are allowed to literally run someone through with an electric spear per say.

"We'll work on your upper body strength later but for now let's go with a bow with a lighter pull back," Oksana says and selects a bow from the rack.

The bow is a strong sturdy wood, nothing special except for the pink bead that marks where the arrow should be nocked. I hear the horn for dinner just in time and together we head over to the dinning pavilion but are forced to part and sit down with our cabins. As soon as I sit down, another girl sits beside me, the girl I'd seen a few hours ago being carried off in a stretcher. She looks better and by that I mean, not bleeding or unconscious. Part of me wants to hate her as she starts getting all the attention from the cabin mates who had ignored me for the most part and the other part of me wants her as a friend. I quickly learn the girl's name is Addison.

"Addison where are you from?" asks the tall, skinny Hermes girl.

"San Francisco," she says shyly.

A watch as the Hermes kids exchange odd looks. Obviously something is in San Francisco that they're not willing to talk about.

Addison goes on to answer more questions but I can tell she's really shy and is hardly audible. Thankfully the others seem to pick up on this and quickly lose interest in her, returning to their normal conversation. I'm just about ready for a quiet meal of a day's reflection when Addison turns to me.

"How long have you been here?" she asks.

"A day," I explain and shift uncomfortably in my seat. "Er, uh I saw what happened to you earlier. Are you okay? You looked really injured."

"I'm okay," Addison says softly but she doesn't sound sure of it. "So are you claimed or undecided, like me?" she asks.

"Undecided," I tell her.

I'm about to ask her whether it's her mom or dad who is the godly one but Percy, the activities director calls the camp's attention and gets us ready for capture the flag. This is where the knots in my stomach really start tying. I don't want to go out there and fight people. I'd rather just stick with the Aphrodite cabin and bead necklaces by the lake but of course now my cabin decides to acknowledge my existence by shoving a metal helmet into my chest.

"Shoot 'em in the face," Travis whispers as we line up.

Oh gods, I mutter. The Ares cabin starts screaming bloody murder and I think they might just charge at us all right now. Dear gods on Mount Olympus somebody help me.