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Chapter 2

Walking in to Camp Half Blood is like walking into the most boring stereotypical woodland camp you have ever seen. Just kidding. As you walk under the sandstone archway, there were Greek letters and I could read them, they moved in front of my eyes and spelled out 'welcome'. You can feel the welcoming aura slap you in the face and then kiss it all better... I wish it could but it really can't. My hair was a mess, all tangled and had a few stray leaves in it from my previous encounter. The smell of pine needles explodes and makes your nose a little sore. I'm not kidding, I got cut by one once, it stung like hell. The browning pines capture your attention at the sheer mass of them and the gentle breeze makes them sway as if they were leaning against each other for a daily gossip. The grass is an Irish green and is as tall as my ankles. There is very little sunlight except for a few streams sneaking through the branches so you could say it was dim. Not dark: dim. From the peak of the hill you could see a little, blue wooden house standing out above all other colourful buildings that varied in size. I think they were cabins. There was an open area with a gravel pathway that led to an open amphitheater and a dining pavilion, which is basically a big dining area, and the architecture was all Greek yet oddly modern with the gleaming marble columns that sparkled in the sunlight. Another thing I noticed that there were little tiny people wearing orange tops with a black Pegasus on them from what I could make out.

"Hey Kristin do you see that?" Luke asked, staring slightly to the side as if he was analyzing something.

"What?" I smiled seeing his heart eyes.

"Two words for you hunny. Cute. Boys." He squealed and jumped up and down like a little girl at Christmas.

We were at the West-field in London going Christmas shopping as a family. It was such an amazing day for me. I remember wearing my hair in cute little pigtails and I wore a denim dress with rainbow colored tights and the shiniest little black boots. All the shops we passed had gleaming Christmas trees and colourful bulbs bringing back the Christmas spirit. It truly felt like the perfect day.

"You can have whatever you like," Daddy had said. "Go wild."
I squealed loudly and ran to the nearest doll shop and scoured the shelves until I laid eyes on the most beautiful doll my 5 year old eyes had seen. She had glass sapphire blue eyes and a white lace play suit down to her knees. She had a light complexion and her hair was golden and fell down her shoulders in ringlets almost perfectly. I loved that doll so much and dad bought it for me. He told me not to open it until Christmas and I waited; the excitement burning inside. I tossed and turned all night, my dreams filled of the happy man with the red coat and beard. On that Christmas morning, I ripped open all my presents and was filled with delight when I turned my head slightly and noticed the guilt festering in my parents eyes as they watched me in my final happy moments. I didn't know they were going to leave me. After all, what little girl doesn't envision the perfect family?

We had finally reached the bottom of the hill when I bumped into one of the not so tiny anymore people. He had a mess of black hair and the brightest sea-green eyes. He had a defined jaw line that looked as though you could run your finger along it and cut it. You could see he was toned as the shirt revealed his tanned arms. The boy looked around 17 yet I couldn't help but feel like I knew him from somewhere. I'm sure his face seems so familiar.

"Hey dude, I don't suppose you could tell me where Chiron is could you?" I smiled sweetly just to make sure I could get the information I needed. Innocence was the best method for that. The boy's eyes widened at my accent and for a moment he looked startled.

"Yeah he's in the big house." He pointed to the blue house I spotted earlier and turned to face us again, "Hey I don't suppose you're from London?"

"No crap Sherlock. Here's an award for the smarts." I narrowed my eyes and glared at the older boy while he looked hurt. "Anyway me and my friend here shall be going." I paused for a moment before adding a small "Thanks."

I walked towards the "big house", Luke by my side. The air was chilling slightly and I shivered underneath my coat, goosebumps forming on my arms.

"Hey Kristin?" Luke asked, staring ahead.

"Whats up?"

"That guy was cute."

I slapped Luke around the head, not too harshly and laughed. "Dude he was literally as straight as the straightest ruler. Sorry to crush your hopes and dreams."

Luke pouted and glared at me. "Ugh. He was cute though you gotta give me that. But I can most definitely argue against his fashion sense. Girl he needs a better wardrobe. And trust me, this orange colour they are wearing? Yeah we all know black is so much better"

I laughed again until I realized we had reached the steps up to the blue house. "Well here goes nothing."

I sucked in a breath, nervousness surging through me and knocked on the door, waiting for it to open and as soon as it did my jaw fell open in shock.

"Mr Brunner? What the hell are you doing here?" Stood at the door was my old p.e teacher from high school. He had brown hair and eyes, cut short ; he looked around 40 years old?

His reaction was the same as mine, except a litle more knowing, more fatherly. "Welcome to camp Kristin and" he paused and furrowed his eyebrows, "Luke was it?" He smiled at us both warmly.

I looked at my teacher and my brows raised when I found a horses body from waist down. "What the hell? Why have you got a horse as as legs? Wait I had a centaur for a teacher? What? No this can't be possible. Well it can but I can't see it happening to me. Hold up I had the Chiron as a teacher? No. I am not seeing-"

"God Kristin be quiet will you, you seriously need to get you're arm checked out." His sentence trailed off towards the end and the three of us stood in an uncomfortable silence while I glared at Luke and Chiron looked at my arm.

"Kristin what happened my child? Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine" I said waving my other, non-damaged arm "It's just a little blood and... poison. Lots of blood and poison." I looked at my arm and then at Luke. "You know what maybe I should go to the infirmary. This little sucker needs to be sorted out. Luke, you coming?"

"And possibly get germs from other people? No thank you." He subconsciously brushed his hand through his hair and turned to face Chiron. "Would you mind showing me around? Its seen Kristin is the only one who knows her way around here and wont help her gay friend."

Chiron chuckled and nodded his head at me before setting off with Luke, both of them chatting loudly.

"Right then." I muttered, "Lets get this thing sorted,"