Chapter 9:
While we walked through Camp, towards the Cabins, people kept staring. Some of them waved at us and others just stopped in their tracks to look at us. I could feel Calypso gripping my hand tighter. She must have been nervous. I didn't care so much anymore if people looked. I kinda got it. How many times had it happened that someone came back from the dead and would then just take a stroll through Camp with his immortal girlfriend? If the rolls had been reversed, I probably would have looked too.
But Calypso wasn't used to any of this. Not Camp, having so many demigods around her, having them watch her with every stop she made. It must feel really strange for her. "Don't worry." I whispered to her. "They just aren't used to seeing someone this beautiful. Let them take a while to look and get used to it." She smiled, but kept looking down. It was so cute to see her being a little shy and insecure. Mostly because I knew the other side of her. We kept walking until we stood before Cabin 9.
"Wow, it looks like a tiny factory!" Calypso said. I smiled at her. "Yeah, it kinda does. You wanna go inside?" She looked a little unsure, but then turned her head to look right into my eyes. "Yes, let's go." We walked to the door and opened it with a lot of gears turning and smoke hissing. We walked in and the door fell shut.