"So, what's the name of it?" James asked out of nowhere. We had been walking for a while, and we had all been fairly silent.
"Name of what?" I asked. I knew I wasn't having a kid… so what was it?
"Your bow, genius." He smirked. Elizabeth had always been pretty silent when James was around, I never figured out why, and that statement was definitely in play today.
"Um… I dunno. I think it would be better to name it after I know how it shoots, I guess" I hadn't really thought about it that much, but James was right. All of the famous weapons had names, like Riptide or Backbiter. But then again, most of those were swords.
We stepped to the target range first. It was a blur of bright orange tee shirts walking around, trying to retrieve their arrows, or trying to get their aim just right.
James and Elizabeth stood back behind the cone line while I set the first arrow in. I aimed toward the center, and… let go.
The arrow soared through the air like a bird, coasting in the sky… but in a dream. Then it slowly stuck into the ripe, center of the bulls eye. James and Elizabeth were dumbfounded when I turned around. Then Elizabeth squealed, "Do you know how far that target is?"
"I don't know, maybe 100 feet at the most. What's so great about it?" Everyone in our cabin had hit at least one center arrow in our life here, and especially me, for coming here for so long.
"Yeah, but still, Daphne! How it stayed at that angle in the air for the whole time there, and with the same speed! Can you make me one of those, please?" James exclaimed.
"No, when you can be trusted with sharp and pointy tools, you'll make one of your own bows." I said sternly. It was almost like the bow's powers had flown into my pride levels.
Right then, I noticed Chiron and Percy were standing behind James and Elizabeth. "Oh, hello Chiron, Percy! I didn't see you guys there." I blushed and started to feel woozy, worried that they would think of me negatively. I wasn't sure why, I just over react like that sometimes.
"Did you think that I would miss one of the best archer's of Camp Half-Blood shooting her first arrow, from her first hand made bow?" He teased.
"Um, I don't know…" I was worried that I looked stupid in front of the camp hero, Percy.
Percy chuckled, "Well, it wasn't just him. I wanted to see what the young people here were capable of," Omigod, I thought, 'the most famous demi god in the camp wanted to see what I could do… holy crap, he considered me as one of the young people! What did I do wrong with the bow?'
"Well, thank you. It's my first bow I've ever made, so it wasn't terribly good, was it?" I asked, my hands around my back, blushing.
"Daphne, I want to talk to you, in the Big House, after supper. Now c'mon Percy, I'll talk to you about this now. Have a nice afternoon, Apollo kids." And with that, Chiron galloped off with Percy running behind.
James, Elizabeth and I just stared at each other for a few moments, our eyes glancing back from James', to Elizabeth's, to mine. I could guarantee that we were all thinking the same thing, "what would Chiron want with Daphne? Why is Percy involved in anything?" and in their case, "Why didn't they choose me?" but the thing was, none of us knew the answers to any of those questions.
Breaking the silence and stillness, I shifted the quiver of arrows on my shoulder and said, "We should head back, I bet we all have some unpacking to do," my eyes were still facing down to my sneakers, and without looking up or waiting for a reply, I walked off back to my cabin.
After I got back to my cabin, I climbed up into my bunk and laid down on my stomach, looking out my special window. My face was sober and still, same as the room.
And I liked it that way.
Just a few minutes later, Elizabeth came in, ruining the calm energy in the room. She climbed on the ladder that led up to my bunk, which was under hers, and she said, "Why did you run off like that? It wasn't like it was a bad thing or anything, it was kinda good! Gods, Daphne, you really need to comb your hair, it looks like a rat went looking for cheese in it or something!" She continued making oblivious comments about my physical appearance, but I really wasn't paying attention. I zoned out, still facing the window, thinking again of what it could be that Chiron wanted. I desperately wanted to know, but there was no way for me to figure out until dinner. I zoned back into Elizabeth's conversation: "And did you pack that really really cute pair of leggings you got last year? I totally want to try them on and see if they still fit me, an-"
"Will you please shut up?" I snapped, turning my head towards her.
Her face muscles softened, and got that look in her eyes when she was being scolded, like a puppy, and snaked back down the ladder. I sat up and jumped off my bunk, "Elizabeth," I said, "I'm sorry I yelled at you. You know how I can lose my temper like that." She looked up at me, smiled, and said, "Of course I forgive you, Daphne. Now c'mon, dinner and your fate is in two hours, and we need to do something about that hair!" She exclaimed, reaching over and lifting up a piece of hair. We both laughed as she got up and got her brush.
*Author's note: Sorry that I didn't post the last chapter for like, months. I didn't know how to upload chapters cause this is my first fan fic and… yeah. Thanks for adding me to your story alerts, it makes me feel happy :p more chapters are on the way!*