Chapter Five

(Oh my gods! A disclaimer!)

Disclaimer:

If I owned Percy Jackson, would I be sitting here writing fan fictions about him? NO. I'd be writing an actual book. Now you can read chapter five in peace…

I crossed my arms as I looked at all of my things. I was moving from the unclaimed cabin to the Apollo cabin. Thanks gods, this place was cluttered. As I gathered all of my belongings, I slowly thought over what had happened in the past hour. I had been claimed by Apollo, told that Drake, Percy, Annabeth, some person I don't know, and I were going on a quest to help the gods decide if the minor gods got a spot on Olympus. And they were right, too. If we didn't get them spots, this could be World War Three. Great. Just great.

And then again, Aphrodite has plans for me and Drake and to be honest with you, I don't like it. He's my best friend. Yeah, that's very awkward for me and probably for him, too.

The only good thing is that my dad is there for me. He's not like some of the other gods. He visits a lot and helps out at the camp every once in a while. It's pretty awesome, you know?

No one else was in the unclaimed cabin at the moment. They were probably hanging out and doing as many activities that they wanted to do before requirements began. If I came back alive, I'd be doing those, too.

Swiftly picking up my bag, I went out the door and headed for the Apollo cabin. I opened the door and only saw one person in the large cabin: Lailie Fodder. She has black hair and big bright blue eyes that had specks of gray in them. She looked up and said, "You were claimed?" in a small voice.

I nodded and looked around, "Um, free beds?"

She blinked and stood up, "Yeah, the one I was sitting on. Has an awesome mattress."

I smiled at her and set my stuff on the small bed. It was a lower bunk, but I didn't mind.

"So, when were you claimed?" She asked quietly.

"Just an hour ago," I replied, walking around the cabin and trying to figure out whose bed was whose.

She cleared her throat, "Cool."

"Yeah," I said, "I guess it it…"

She nodded and walked over to what I assumed to be her bed. "Lailie?" I asked.

"Just call me Lay," she said.

"Lay," I corrected myself, "Are you the one who agreed to go on the quest?"

Her eyes widened, "Yes," She whispered, "I was chosen… but I don't know. I mean quests scare me."

I smiled, "You should come, I need to know at least one person in this cabin."

The door opened and a boy named Mark walked in, "Claimed?" he asked when he saw me.

"Yeah," I replied.