"MOOOMMMMYYYYYY!" shrieked Christi, shielding her face with her hands and kicking the sheets frantically.
Doctors burst through the door. "What's wrong?" "What's the matter?"
Christi screamed. Couldn't they see the thing on the end of her bed? With the black, prickly body and the glowing red eyes? She howled in pain as it took an agonizing step onto her foot. "MOOOMMMMYYYYYY!" A doctor patted her arm. "Christine, what's wrong?" "THAT!" she screeched. "GET IT!"
The doctor waved to the nurse. "Get a wet cloth. Christine, can you tell me what you see?" "It- it's black with pokey things…it has glowing eyes! It hurts! Get it offffff!"
"It's alright, it's alright."
"NOOOO!"
"Hallucinations," muttered a doctor.
Christi felt it crawling up her leg and she wiggled out of bed. Nurses held her down as she watched with wide eyes as the thing…creeped…up her leg.
Thursday, 4:09 pm
Dear Diary,
My Capture the Flag team won! I'm so happy! When Vinney Thompson lifted the blue flag in the air and ran with all his might, I instantly fell in love. His long, black hair flapped in the wind and his abs…oh, dear gods, those abs. Ahh! But there's one problem…Vinney is like, way older then me. And a lot of other girls are into him too.
Guess what? I met a girl today named Charlotte Stoll. She's twelve years old and a granddaughter of both Demeter and Hermes. My dad told me that he knew her daddy: Travis Stoll. Charlotte is really nice and pretty and mischievous! She's going to teach to teach me how to plant Year 'Round Orchids.
Then there's this other girl…Helena. Helena is a granddaughter of Ares and apparently, the daughter of Clarisse. My parents said she used to be mean, but then she pretty much kicked a dragon's butt on the day the campers battled the titans. AWESOME!
Mom told me there was a problem with Christi at the hospital yesterday. She was saying that a porcupine or something was crawling up her leg. She flipped out and wouldn't calm down so Mom went down there and helped. She's cool now, though.
Well, that was the dinner bell, so I'd best be going! Sweetest dreams, darling diary.
Love From,
Hazel Angelina Jackson
Hazel put down the sparkly purple pen she was writing with and tucked her diary deep into her pillow case. She then rolled off her bed and exited the cabin. The air outside was clear and cool, butterflies zipping about the woodchips and flying into the campers' hair.
Clink! Clank! Swords clashed as two campers from the Hermes cabin battled. Hazel skipped down the grey steps and walked over to the flower covered Demeter cabin. She rapped on the door and waited patiently.
A girl with wavy blonde hair, about fifteen, answered. She smacked mint green gum loudly. "What's sup, squirt?" she wanted to know.
"Is Charlotte here?" asked Hazel.
"Yeah. CHARLOTTE!" she screamed.
Charlotte popped out from behind the door. Her short, light brown hair was braided back, her olive skin framed her mischievous brown eyes. She wore khaki short and a plaid red shirt. "Hi Hazel!"
Hazel beamed. "I thought we could go to Zeus' Fist and chat." "Sure," replied Charlotte. "Let me go get my bag." She returned soon after, carrying a navy blue mini backpack and sunglasses.
The two girls strode into the forest, giggling. When they reached the mound of stone grey rocks, the girls climbed up and sat on top. They talked for minutes on end.
"And then Max dumped it on my head!" laughed Charlotte.
"Oh, wow. I so hope that Jay doesn't do that to me. Or Joy. Or…Christi." Hazel's face fell.
"What's the matter?" asked Charlotte.
"Well, my seven year old sister, Christi, was diagnosed with leukemia. On my birthday." "Dude!" exclaimed Charlotte. "That stinks big time. I'm sorry. I'm sure she'll be fine." Hazel blinked back tears and nodded. "Yeah, you're right."
Eager to change the subject, Charlotte said, "And onto the subject of Violet and Kyle." "Di Angelo?" asked Hazel. Charlotte was referring to the children of Percy and Annabeth's old friends: Nico and Thalia. Braden, Aubrey, Kyle and Violet were their kids. Braden, twenty three, and Aubrey, nineteen, both attended colleges in northern New York.
Kyle's last year at Camp Half-Blood was a year ago, but he came back this summer to volunteer as a counselor. He was seventeen and Violet was fourteen and staying in Zeus' cabin.
"Yeah! Tiffany, the Demeter cabin's leader, told all of us, that she caught Violet making out with Robin behind the sword shed!"
".GODS!" screamed Hazel. "Robin, as in, Robin? Juniper and Grover's Robin? Robin Robin? Oh, my gods!"
"I know, right?" giggled Charlotte.
Hazel shook her head. "Whoa."
"Totally!"
"Whoa."
Joy sat on her bed, struggling to read her book. "The kit- kitty cat w- went? Went to the ssssstttttooooorrrrreeee? Store and…b…bought? Bought sooommmee milk. The kitty cat went to the store and bought some milk. Yay!" She clapped her hands.
Jay sat on the bunk bed above her and rolled his Lightning McQueen car over his Lightning McQueen pillow. He was in his Cars pajamas while Joy was in her Ariel pajamas on the bottom bunk bed with the Little Mermaid sheets.
"Joy," groaned Jay. "Please be quiet! I am trying to play cars!"
Joy snuggled under her covers. "I want to go to sleep. Turn off the light, Jay."
"No."
"Turn it off!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!" "NO, JOY! NO!"
"YES, JAY! YES!"
"AHHHHH!"
"AHHHHH YOURSELF!"
Annabeth stood outside their bedroom door, shaking her head. She was aching to tell them to shut up before she cooked them up and ate them. But she also wanted to tell them to stop because there were more important things to worry about. Like Christi. But they were only five.
Annabeth walked into the next bedroom. It was currently unused, as Hazel was at camp and Christi was in the hospital. The walls were light pink. In the right corner, a small twin bed with a white nightstand on which sat a flower lamp, a white dresser and a small bookshelf. Above the bed was the letter 'C'. In the left corner was another twin bed with a mahogany nightstand and dresser. Above that bed was the letter 'H'. Hazel Angelina and Christine Madeline. Her two eldest girls. Jayce Michael. Her only son. Joyce Michaela. Her youngest child and girl. Her baby.
Hey guys! I FINALLY wrote the next chapter! Can I get a "WHOOP, WHOOP!"? Hah! I'm so proud of myself! I took off The Dark Child, in the Harry Potter section and Dragon Slayer, in the Hunger Games section, because they just plain were horrible. Shout out to MJ-D543! She FINALLY posted her story, too, so check that out! I know I say this every time but, I LOVE YOU GUYS! YOU ROCK MY PANTS OFF! You're so sweet and are the very reason I wrote this story.
Warning: I'm working on a new story with Nico and Thalia's kids. Watch for that!
