ANNABETH
It had been 2 days since Mila got to camp and she still hadn't been claimed, plus she was fifteen, she should've been claimed practically instantly.
When she finally was claimed it was dramatic, just like her dad.
It was archery class, and Mila hit the target rightin the center, so powerfully the arrowhead got stuck deep in the target. The arena started glowing gold, and there it was, a golden glowing lyre, right above her head. She's the daughter of Apollo. We knelt and I said: "Hail, Mila, daughter of Apollo, god of music, lord of the sun." She looked astonished. "Apollo?! He's such a drama queen!" The glowing lyre above her head glowed a little brighter and said, "Excuse me! It's drama king, thank you very much." Mila looked confused. "Wait, you're not mad I complained, but because I called you a drama queen?" The light made a sound likke a scoff. "Well I expected you too, you are nothing like me!" Mila nodded. "Tru dat." She said. "Well, I'm out," Apollo said, "I'm gonna get pulled over, if I don't go. BYEEEEEEE!" The symbol faded and Will coughed. "Well that was awkward."
"Agreed." Mila said
She looked at her watch. She said, "It's freetime." And ran out the arena door.
A/N: Hi! I know it's short, but I needed to switch POV's so I had to end it. The next chapter will be longer (I hope), so pls don't flip. Bye!