CHAPTER 4:

JAMIE

So you're probably wondering what I drempt about. Well, here it is:

I just got home, and daddy, thankfully, wasn't there yet. He was probably getting drunk at a party or selling drugs. I walked into my room and began my homework. It was hard, since I have ADHD. My mind went elsewhere.

When I changed into my pj's, I looked at the giant scar on my stomach. It didn't heal any. I sighed, and changed. I went into my room and brought out a pencil. Then I heard I car door slam.

Uh-oh, Daddy's home.

"JAMIE! GET DOWN HERE!" He yelled. I whimpered and walked down the stairs. He looked dizzy. He was drunk.

"Yes, daddy?" I asked him like a sweet little girl. He walked up to me.

"Where's my food?" He asked. Oh no.

"You didn't ask for foood, sir. I'll make you some, though." I said. He frowned.

"Jamie, Jamie, Jamie. Do yuo expect me to ask you?" He asked angrily. I shook my head.

"Answer me!" He yelled and slapped me. I stumbled, and gripped my cheek.

"Please, no, Daddy!" I pleaded. He smiled evilly.

"It's not your decision! Now go make me food!" He yelled as he gripped me and threw me at the kitchen door

"Y-yes, daddy!" I got off easy. I ran into the kitchen and started to cook.

When I came out with pasta, I saw my dad, with a woman that had on a dress that showed way too much cleavage. They were whatching a very innaproprate movie.

"Um, daddy? I brought you some pasta." I said. They turned to me and he smiled. The woman popped a bubble gum and smiled too. I smiled forcefully back.

"Well?" Daddy asked, angrily. "Bring it here! Amy is hungry, tonight." I had a feeling he meant hurry up, she is hungry. And not for the food. I ran to them and set the food down.

"Here you go daddy, ma'am." I said.

"Come, whatch the movie with us. And if even see you blink, you won't have a good night." He said. I gulped as I sat down next to the woman. They were both drunk. Because when I whatched things a 10 year old like me should never watch, they kept doing innapropriate things to eachother.

The lady layed her head on daddy's lap and propped her feet up on my lap. Her dress was so short it looked like she wasn't even wearing anything. On top of that, it was see-through excpet her underwear. I sighed and whatched the movie.

When I should have been asleep, I silently packed all my important things. I headed out the door and to Kathryn's house. I ringed the doorbell and Mrs. Knapp answered.

"Oh, Jamie! Are you okay? What happened? Was it your father?" She asked. Tears ran down my cheek. I nodded.

"Save me." I said as I gripped her hand.

(A/N: BTW, I hated writing that. I felt dirty and disgusting. Especially when I wrote, 'Underwear'. I felt like throwing up!)

So Kathryn and her parents adopted me. My dad went to jail and I am still the kid of the news. I had to show my scars and tell them what he did to me on live telivision. From then on, at school, people always looked at me with either pity or disgust. It's not like I wanted all of this.

I'm just glad the kids here don't know about this. That's why I love it here, for one of the reasons. My scar never healed, and never will, no matter how much ambrosia will be put into my body.

If you have never experienced a knife, you don't want to.

"Wake up, Jamie! Wake up!" I heard a farmiliar voice say, as he shook me. I slowly opened my eyes. It was Connor. He had tears streamung down his cheek. [I sure hope you're a man, Connor. Or our marriage will be totally freaky and the kids will be freaked out.]

I smiled and hugged him.

"Oh, Connor! I had the most horrifying dream! My dady was h-hurting me and I couldn't get away! Just-just promise me you'll never let me get hurt!" I pleaded. He nodded.

"As a best friend, I swear on the River Styx!" He said. Thunder boomed in the distance. I released him and smiled, with tears on my face. His shirt was wet.

"Sorry I messed up your shirt." I whispered. He chuckled.

"S'okay." He simply said, wiping the tears from his face.

"Let's go. I hear we have a head counselor meeting." He said. I raised and eyebrow.

"But my cabin doesn't have a head counselor." I said, and he laughed.

"Well, since there's only you, and you're the... oldest out of all of you in your cabin. I think you're the head couselor." He said, trying hard not to laugh. I rolled my eys and slowly got up. I was okay.

We walked to the Pavilion, and I sit down at my table. Some people give me sad looks, and some mouth things like, Are you okay? or What happened? I just smile.

"Alright, campers. We need to decide who goes on the quest, besides Annabeth." Chiron said. I saw that both Travis and Connor were there. But Travis is older than Connor. Weird.

"Well, the prophecy said, A daughter of Hestia, so Jamie needs to go." A girl with dark brown hair and green eyes said. She must be from Demeter.

"Yeah, Katie, but it also said, A knife to her neck. We can't risk Jamie dying." Connor stated.

"You can't change a prophecy, Connor." A girl with brown choppy hair and kaliediskope eyes said.

"True, but we can't risk it." He said.

"Well it said someone will go to the Isle of the Blest. That could be her." A boy with oily brown hair and elfish features said.

"So you're all saying you want to risk Jamie dying-"

"Woah, woah, woah!" I interrupted. "You're seriously negosiato=ing if I should go without me? You're acting as if I have nothing to do with this, and I'm the one who's most about it! I mean gods, atleast let me give my opinion!"

They all frowned. I smirked. Ha-ha, now they know.

"Well, what's your opinion?" Annabeth asked. I smiled.

"I wanna go." Some people smiled, while Connor just gave me a brotherly glare.

"Well, if she's going, then I'm going!" He said.

"Alright, we can do that." Annabeth accepted. Connor smiled, and so did I.

"No! I am not letting my little brother go on a quest without me!" Travis asaid. How selfish.

"Well, you can go." Annabeth said.

"Okay!" He said joyfully. Oh, gods. Now we're in for it.

"Wait, so that's four people. Who's the fifth?" Kaleidoscope eyes asked.

"How about I join you?" A feminine voice said. We looked at the entrance, and some people gasped. This girl looked like a punk barbie doll. She had spiky black hair, electric blue eyes, olive skin, a 'Kill Barbie' t-shirt, a leathr jacket, black ripped skinny jeans, and comabt boots.

"Thalia!" Annabeth screeched. She ran to this Thalia girl and hugged her.

"Why aren't you with the Hunters?" She asked. Thalia smiled.

"I quit!"

"Why?"

"Are you questioning?"

"Yes."

"None of your business!"

"Fine! Geez."

"Hey, where's Nico?"

"He doesn't really come to camp, but-hey! Ooh, someone likes Nico!"

"NO! I can't be curious? He's my cousin! I. DO. NOT-"

"Love me?" A boy asked. All of a sudden in the Pavilion. He was against the wall, his right foot on his left and his arms crossed. His face was in the shadows, but you could see a smirk apon them. He looked like a boy Thalia. Must be Nico.

"N-Nico?" Thalia stuttered.

"Sup, Thals?"

"What are you... er... doing here?"

"I was just dropping by when I heard, 'Someone likes Nico! Someone likes Nico!' Pretty funny stuff, actually."

"Whatever."

"Whatever?" In a gush of wind, he was in front of Thalia. "That's all you gotto say? What? Too hipnotized by my awesomness?" He shadow traveled to where he was behind her.

"I know, right?" He whispered in her ear, loud enough so everyone could hear. Then his straight face turned into a huge childish smile and he burst out laughing.

"You want a piece of me, di Angelo?" She asked him. He stopped laughing and stood up.

"Bring. It. On." He smiled devilishly. Suddenly, Lighting struck where he used to be. He had quickly moved to the right. How does he move that fast? He suddenly started to do a chant. Then, there was a crack in the ground. A skeleton with a sword came a Thalia, and flicked her forehead. Then it dissapeared.

Everyone laughed but Thalia, who was just publicly humiliated. Campers started to gather around.

"DI ANGELO!" She screamed angrily. She pulled out a spear and clicked her bracellet. A horrifying shield appeared. It had a face on it. A snake-haired lady, screaming. I learned from the greek myths that this was Medusa.

Nico and everyone else whimpered and backed away. Nico brought out his sphear. They fought, using skeletons and lightning. I just then realized, Thalia ws a daughter of Zeus and Nico was a son of Hades.

"Stop that this instant!" Chiron yelled at them. They didn't stop.

"NICO! THALIA! STOP!" After a few more yelling, they did. Chiron was furious and trotted up to them.

"You two have kitchen duty. Nico, I do not care if you need to go back to the Underworld, or Thalia, if you need to do anything, you both have kkitchen duty. I will not tolerat this. It already happened with Percy and you, Thalia, and I won't let it happen with you, Nico!" And with that a furious centaur stomped-or trotted, off.

Oh, how interesting of a day this has been.

A/N: Sorry it was so short! I have a sore back from bending down, typing all day. I'll update as soon as possible!