It was lunch now. I tossed half of my plate into the fire, sacrificing to my dad, and sat with my siblings. We chatted a bit, ate, had a good time. Nico sat next to Will. Chiron didn't even bat an eye at this. Eventually, a feeling started welling up inside of me. I'd never really 'fit in', per say. I don't mean in the way 'I attract monsters.' I mean in the 'I'm the only kid on my dad's side that can read' way. Even though I came to camp after living on the streets of Boston, I still didn't feel welcome.

"What if I ran away from camp?" The question surprised even me, but it had already been asked. Will furrowed his brow.

"Why would you do that?" I shrugged.

"I never really fit in here anyways."

"Are you… gay? Like Nico and I? Because we won't judge-"

'It's not that. I just… don't belong here, sort of. I can't explain it."

"There's always Camp Jupiter- you could try that for a bit if you worked it out with Chiron." I shook my head.

"I don't know," I said, exasperated. "I can only try, I guess." I stood and walked away, heading back to my cabin before my next activity started. I mostly laid on my bed. I read a book I'd been meaning to- The Titanic- and I'm aware how cheesy that sounds, so don't mention it. Seriously. Don't.

My cabin mates walked in, talking in a rapid-fire mix of Greek and Italian, myself only catching the small snippets of their conversation. I looked up from my book. Some smiled at me and continued their conversations, mostly leaving me out of it. Will sat at the foot of my bed.

"You doing okay?" he asked. I thought for a moment, then shrugged.

"Not really sure- I mean, physically fine, but mentally? Emotionally? Ha, no." Will laughed.

"Well, let me know if you need anything, sorella."

"Will do, fratello."

"I didn't catch you at archery. Where were you?" I frowned.

"What time is it? I was just reading a bit. I told myself I would leave at one-thirty." Will had a worried expression on his face.

"It's nearly two, Alyssa." My eyes widened.

"Oh."