Hey guys, gals, and non-binary pals! (Pride Month!) Sorry I haven't updated, my summer is actually a lot busier than expected. But I'm back for my Queenly duties! So, let's get started (if there is anybody with a catch phrase I can use- I need a new one- review or PM me pleasssssssssssseeeeeeeeeeeee) - Queen
Isla's POV
As we ate Lunch, I caught my friends staring at a couple demigods I hadn't met yet. How do they already have crushes? Its been one day! I decided to stop staring and finish my food, until I was so rudely interrupted by a grape hitting me in the eye.
"Ouch!" I yelped. That did NOT feel good.
"Leo!" Yelled Ace. I held my hand over my stinging eye. How could a grape hurt so much?! Probably one of those gadgets they make in the Hephaestus cabin. I tried to stand up, but I couldn't exactly see, and almost tripped over the bench. Luckily Annabeth caught me, well, more like had to. She was sitting at the table right behind us since the tables are in alphabetical order. She, Ace, and a yelping Leo (Annabeth dragged him there with us by his ear) guided me to the infermary.
"Holy Zuess! This is the second one of you travellers to end up in the INfermery!" exclaimed Will as he patted the table next to him. Annabeth guided me there and I sat on the top.
"So, what happened?" asked Will as he inspected my eye.
"I don't know. Ask Ace," I said. I hadn't even seen exactly what had happened.
"Well, Leo catapulted a grape with some weird machine parts he pulled out of his toolbelt which hit poor Isla here in the eye." He explained.
"Hey! It was an accident!" Leo defended himself.
"Did you even apologize?" Demanded Ace haughtily. The boys started bickering after that. It looked like it might turn into an actual fight until Annabeth stepped in.
"Di immortales! What are you two doing? If anybody should be angry, it's Isla here! So you two shut your annoying mouths and apologize!" Annabeth ordered. It looked like Leo might say something back, but decided against it.
"Sorry, Isla," the boys said in unison.
"It's fine, guys. I'm all fixed up, this stuff works like magic. Thanks, Will." I said as I started to walk out the door and back to lunch. I am not one for drama, so I just walked away from the three.
"Hey! Wait up! Izzy!" yelled Leo after me.
"It's Isla, you idiot. Now she's going to hate the both of us!" retorted Annabeth. I just kept walking. I decided I'd rather sit with Sam at the Poseidon table. It was practically empty.
"Hey, what happened?" asked Sam with a mouth full of PB&J sandwiches.
"Nothing much," I said.
"It didn't look like nothing much." He said in-between gulps.
"It's fine, really, I just wanted to see an old friend. I'm going to go grab Chloe so we can all have lunch together." I said.
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"Guess the gang is back," said Chloe as she sat down across from Sam and I.
"Yep. How is your day going?" I asked as I looked down at her foot.
"Oh, it's going okay," she responded. We all talked about the events of our first day. Heck, it was only half over. Apparently the fateful game of capture-the-flag was tonight. Chloe practically choked down her food.
"Holy Hades, Chloe, slow down!" I said.
"I can't," she said in-between bites. It almost looked like Sam and her were mirroring eachother.
"Why not?" I asked when she finally finished.
"Because. I'm a daughter of Nike, which makes me especially competitive." She explained.
"Since when did this new 'trait' of yours kick in?" asked Sam.
"Yesterday, right before I was claimed," she said.
"That's so odd. Usually don't you already carry the traits of your godly parent?" He asked.
"If I knew I'd tell you man," she said. There was an awkward silence. Both were staring in opposite directions.
"Okay, you two, what is going on?" I asked.
"Uh, what do you mean?" Sam said, looking at his empty plate, blushing.
"Both of you! I can tell you have crushes, just not who!" I exclaimed.
"Shhh!" They both said. Luckily, no one heard my outburst.
"Sorry, but my question still stands though," I said in a loud whisper.
"I don't even really have a crush," said Chloe, although clearly something was up with her. I wasn't sure what.
"And you, Sam?" I asked.
"It's only been a day, it's probably a stupid crush. It's not like I'm in LOVE or anything." He said. He wouldn't look up. He was playing with the hem of his shirt.
"Fine, I'll get you two to tell me some other time," I said, slightly annoyed. The conch blew, signaling the end of lunch. I decided to walk back to the Shack to finish the rough draft of the song I was working on.
