Hey guys sorry I haven't updated my Asthma is not doing to good but I'm back. By the way do you want Ulfr to get a girlfriend if so tell me.
"Clarisse-" Annabeth tried to say.
"Stay out of it, wise girl."
Annabeth looked pained, but she did stay out of it. I was nervous, both Percy and I get into fights all the time, but these girls looked strong, and we were outnumbered. Still I got ready to fight.
I dropped my scythe/tablet on the ground and Percy handed the Minotaur horn to Annabeth then Clarisse rushed Percy the other two went after me. I ducked under ugly number one punch and punched her as hard as I could in the stomach and knocked the wind right out of her, but my hand hurt bad like I punched a wall. Ugly number two grabbed me by the neck and dragged me to what looked like an outhouse I struggled but to no avail.
They dragged me and Percy into the girls' bathroom. There was a line of toilets on one side and a line of shower stalls down the other. It smelled just like any public bathroom, I was thinking-as much as I could think could think when I was trying to escape the grip of ugly one (who was still holding her gut) and two, that if they put my head in there I would change into that snake thing and eat them alive.
"Like he's 'Big Three' material," Clarisse said as she pushed Percy's head toward one of the toilets. "Yeah, right. Minotaur probably fell over laughing, he was so stupid looking."
I was considering changing when something weird happened. Water filled the pipes and shot every ware hitting, Clarisse, ugly one, ugly two and me. The presser increased and started to push us out the door but I grabbed a stall and held on till the water stopped.
The entire bathroom was flooded. Annabeth hadn't been spared. She was dripping wet, but she hadn't been pushed out the door. She was standing in exactly the same place, staring at Percy in shock, I wasn't much better.
I said "How did you..."
"I don't know." He said
We walked to the door. Outside, Clarisse and her friends were sprawled in the mud, and a bunch of other campers had gathered around to gawk. Clarisse's hair was flattened across her face. Her camouflage jacket was sopping and she smelled like sewage. "I'm going to kill you" she snarled.
"You want to gargle with toilet water again, Clarisse? Close your mouth." Percy said.
I turned to him and slapped him up the head.
"Ow" he said "what was that fore"
"You blasted me with to toilet water!" I said.
"Ya sorry about that."
Annabeth showed me and Percy a few more places: the metal shop (where kids were forging their own swords), the arts- and-crafts room (where satyrs were sandblasting a giant marble statue of a goat-man), and the climbing wall, which actually consisted of two facing Walls that shook violently, dropped boulders, sprayed lava, and clashed together if you didn't get to the top fast enough.
Then she told us to head back to are cabin, on the way I thought about who Percy's godly parent is my first guess would be Poseidon or one of the other sea gods. I also wonder if I have a godly parent or is I was born from two snake people or if I was like the Minotaur and a human and snake had a baby.
When we arrived back at cabin eleven, everybody was talking and horsing around, waiting for dinner. For the first time, I noticed that a lot of the campers had similar features: sharp noses, upturned eyebrows, mischievous smiles and all smelled the same like the open road and mail. They were the kind of kids that teachers would peg as troublemakers. Thankfully, nobody paid much attention to us as we walked over to my and Percy spot on the floor and sat down with my tablet wondering what the righting was.
The counselor, Luke, came over. He had the Hermes family resemblance, too. It was marred by that scar on his right cheek, but his smile was intact but something was still off about it.
"Got you two some sleeping bags" he said. And here, I stole you some toiletries from the camp store."
"Thanks" Percy said.
I got up and told Percy I was going to get some fresh air and left. I walked outside and willed my tablet into the scythe and looked at the blade and wondered what I should call it. It was as black as any shadow so I decided I would call it void.
A horn blew then Luke came out and led us over to the dining pavilion.
At the pavilion, torches blazed around the marble columns. A central fire burned in a bronze brazier the size of a bathtub. Each cabin had its own table, covered in white cloth trimmed in purple. Four of the tables were empty, but cabin eleven's was way overcrowded. I had to squeeze on to the edge of a bench with half my butt hanging off with Percy sitting across from me.
Chiron pounded his hoof against the marble floor of the pavilion, and everybody fell silent. He raised a glass. "To the gods" he said.
Everybody else raised their glasses. "To the gods!"
Wood nymphs came forward with platters of food: grapes, apples, strawberries, cheese, fresh bread, and yes, barbecue! My glass was empty, but Luke said, "Speak to it. Whatever you want-nonalcoholic, of course."
"Charry coke" said Percy.
"Sprite" I said.
Said drinks appeared in are cups and we drank.
I grabbed some short ribs and grapes and bread and was about to dig in when everybody getting up, carrying their plates toward the fire in the center of the pavilion. I wondered what they were doing but I followed them.
As I got closer, I saw that everyone was taking a portion of their meal and dropping it into the fire, the ripest straw-berry, the juiciest slice of beef, the warmest, most buttery roll. Luke murmured, "Burnt offerings for the gods. They like the smell."
I nodded but when my turn came I did not know who I should sacrifice for. I decided to do Hermes as a thanks for letting me stay at his cabin and dropped the biggest rib I had in but it smelled nothing like burning food. It smelled of hot chocolate and fresh-baked brownies, hamburgers on the grill and wildflowers, and a hundred other good things that shouldn't have gone well together, but did. I could almost believe the gods could live off that smoke.
When everybody had returned to their seats and finished eating their meals, Chiron pounded his hoof again for our attention.
Mr. D got up with a huge sigh. "Yes, I suppose I'd better say hello to all you brats. Well, hello. Our activities director, Chiron, says the next capture the flag is Friday. Cabin five presently holds the laurels."
The ugly children of Ares cheered at this.
"Personally," Mr. D continued, "I couldn't care less, but congratulations. Also, I should tell you that we have two new campers today. Peter and Gulfr Johnson."
Chiron murmured something.
"Er, Percy and Ulfr Jackson, "Mr. D corrected. "That's right. Hurrah, and all that. Now run along to your silly campfire. Go on. "
Everybody cheered. We all headed down toward the amphitheater, where Apollo's cabin led a sing- along. We sang camp songs about the gods and ate s'mores and joked around.
At the end of the night we went to bed, I thought of my mom and happy times and fell asleep.
