Sorry it took me so long to finish this. I've been kinda busy. But it's here now lol. Remember to review!


Before long, it turned dark and the dinner horn sounded in the distance. Luke could hear all the campers' happy cheers and shouts. Truth was, he didn't want to go eat out there with all those kids. But he was starving, so he called Annabeth and they started walking towards the pavilion. When they got there, most of the campers were sitting down at the picnic tables. Luke noticed that some of the tables were really crowded while others were empty. He guessed it was because the kids were sitting at their parents' tables. He still didn't know who his parent was for sure so he and Annabeth headed towards where Grover was sitting with all the other satyrs. Grover looked at him. The look was a mixture of sadness, surprise, hurt, and curiosity.

"Where do we sit?" Luke asked. Grover's face didn't change, but he pointed to a table full of campers. They were all fooling around and looked like they were having the time of their lives. "Hermes' table." Grover stated bluntly. Luke nodded, and lead Annabeth in that direction. When they reached the table, the kids stopped playing around and looked at Luke and Annabeth. "Undetermined?" Someone asked. Luke had absolutely no clue what that meant, but he nodded anyway. Some of the kids let out a quiet moan, and others were silent. They were watching to see what he did.

It was an awkward silence, and Luke wasn't sure what exactly he was supposed to do. Luckily, Annabeth was starving so she was the first one to speak. "Can we sit down? I'm really hungry..." As soon as she finished saying that, kids starting moving down to give room. How is it that they listen to a little girl and yet they stared at him with scorn? Ah, well, as long as Annabeth could eat, Luke didn't mind what happened to him. Both he and Annabeth squeezed into the little space they had on the bench. Some of the guys across from them were sticking peas up each other's noses and other stupid stuff. Annabeth didn't seem to mind, in fact, she seemed entertained. Then dryads and satyrs started putting platters of all kinds of food onto the picnic tables. They also started placing glass cups as well.

Luke watched as kids started commanding which drink they wanted, and to his surprise, the drink filled with the drink they ordered. Chiron raised his glass of juice and yelled out, "To the gods!" All the campers around Annabeth and him raised their full glasses and echoed his phrase: "To the gods!" Then, in turn, all the campers scooped part of their food into a bronzier and watched as it burned wonderfully. Luke guessed it was an offering to the gods. He put some chicken fingers and fries on Annabeth's plate, and told her to scoop some of her fries into the fire. She nodded, and went to do it. He watched as she, a brave little girl, put some of the french fries she really wanted to eat into the bronzier. Luke piled his plate with fries and a burger, and did the same.

While he and Annabeth ate, the guys across from them were telling them all about Hermes' cabin. Apparantly, all new kids that weren't 'claimed' yet would go to Hermes' cabin along with Hermes' kids. The guys talked about the girls at camp, the other cabins, the dryads, the satyrs, and the gods themselves. By the time Luke and Annabeth were done with their food, they pretty much knew all the could about Camp Half-Blood. "So what is your skill?" An older guy named Justin asked Luke. Luke thought about it for a moment. "I guess I'm good with swordplay..it's all I've ever done." "Cool, dude. But that doesn't help me figure out whose kid you are. Anything you could tell me that would help?" Well, Luke did have a guess on who his dad was.. but he wasn't really happy about the choice. His dad probably wasn't one of those big gods.. those strong and good-looking gods. He probably wasn't Zeus' son, or Hades', or Poseidon's, or even Ares'.. "Well, to be honest, I think I'm a son of either Apollo or Hermes."

Luke confessed. Justin's eyebrows rose when he heard that. "Oh really? Why do you say that?" Luke was starting to lose his patience.. "Look, can I figure all of this out another time? I just don't want to at the moment." Justin nodded and said, "Sure dude. Sorry, I wasn't really being considerate. You and Annabeth wanna sit with me at the singalong?" "Singalong?" Annabeth asked. She hadn't said much since she had eaten all of her food. Justin looked at her and smiled. "It's when all the campers sing at the ampitheater. We sing camp songs and do fun things like s'mores." Annabeth's eyes were sparkling at the thought of s'mores. She looked at Luke expectantly. "Sure, we'll sit with you." Luke told Justin. When another horn sounded off, all of the campers rose and headed towards the amiptheater. At the amiptheater, a huge bronzier was in the center, and there were steps all around. Kids started picking seats under these huge banners that hung over certain areas. "Where do we sit?" Luke asked Justin. "Underneath that one." Justin pointed to a gold banner with a caduceus and two snakes encircling it. It reminded Luke of the hospitals in New York City.

The three of them found a seat, and Justin told them about what was going to happen once everyone was seated. Kids filed in around them, and some of the campers in Hermes' cabin sat next to them. Once everyone sat down in their respective seats, Chiron went over to the the burning brazier in the middle of the ampitheater. He yelled out with his booming voice, "It's time for our favorite time of day: Singalong! After a long, hard day.. we can get together and sing about what matters most in life. So let's raise our voices and sing our songs!" One of the satyrs play a reed pipe, and soon everyone was singing a tune that Luke wasn't familiar with. But he looked down at Annabeth and saw that even though she didn't know the song, she was still really happy. Maybe he hadn't screwed up as much as he thought...it certainly felt like family.