"Athena spawn, the first to jump? Unheard of." The boy looks at her. "There's a reason why she left them, Clarisse," he says. His voice is deep, rumbling like a storm. "What's your name?" I don't know why I hesitate. But 'Annabeth' just doesn't sound right anymore. "Beth," I say firmly. Three sets his hand on my back and says, "Welcome to Camp Half-Blood."