"So." I said.

After the campfire, I was taken to the Apollo cabin to be investigated by another child of Apollo. Gods, I still can't believe I finally found out who my dad was after all these years. And Apollo seems like a pretty cool god.

"So, my names Jeanette, I'm 15, and I've been going to this camp for nearly a year now."

She had golden hair like mine except it was shorter and frizzy. She talked really fast is a cocky, annoying voice. They looked completely different, but Jeanette remind me a lot of Riley. Riley! I've been so busy with this demigod stuff I forgot about my best friend! I need to contact her after this.

"...Maya!" she she screamed.

I realized that I had been lost in thought again, and I said "Yeah?"

"I asked you if you are especially talented in anything. For example, I write poems. I am terrible, horrible, no good, very bad at singing and playing instroments and I have a tendency to, shall I say, spook patients. So poetry is kind of my only choice. But back to you."

She stared at me and I had no choice but to answer.

"Uh, actually, I'm not really good at any of those things."

I let out a nervous chuckle.

"Excuse me?"

"Well I might have a hidden talent, but I doubt that. I kinda only have one talent, and its none of those."

"What is it?" she asked.

"Uh, art."

She started sweating, like, a lot. After a minute of her standing there looking nervous and surprised, she said "Interesting. Would you excuse me for a moment?"

"Uh, sure."

She quickly scurried out on the cabin and left me there sitting on my new bed. Looks like she has another thing in common with Riley: they both know something I don't a lot.

Five minutes later, she came back with Chiron, Piper, and and beautiful girl with stunning grey eyes and shiny blond hair in princess curls. Why was everyone here so gorgeous and I'm just me?

They stared at me for a long time. The girl with the blond hair finally spoke up.

"Hi. My names Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena. Jeanette here tells me that you are an artist. Tell me about that."

She was Annabeth. The Annabeth. The awesome girlfriend of Percy Jackson. One of the greatest heroes of all times.

"Uh. Yeah. I, uh, paint stuff. My art teacher says I'm good at it."

I know that what I said was stupid, but was in shock. Meeting one of the best demigods in the history of the world face-to-face does that to a person.

"Uh, great. Could I see a painting?" Annabeth asked.

"Well, I don't really have one at the moment, but I could do a little sketching right now."

"That would be great."

I took about 10 minutes to sketch a portrait of my friends: Farkle, Lucas, and of course, Riley. I thought it was actually kind of good and looked pretty realistic. I guess I was getting better at it.

"Wow. That is amazing."

Annabeth them started whispering with Chiron, Piper and Jeanette. After a little while of whispering, they finally decided to fill me in. This time, Chiron spoke.

"Maya, your father is mainly the god of the sun, medicine, archery, and poetry, but he has many domains. He is also the god of art. Now, as Jeanette explained, most children of Apollo are healer and archers and sometimes poets. But there have been very rare cases, not seen since the times of Ancient Greece, where kids of Lord Apollo have an unusual power where the child can create pieces of art so beautiful and mesmerizing that it can make their enemy forget whatever they are doing. It is called ars decor, meaning art charm in Latin. It is in Latin because this power originated in..."

"Yeah, I don't need to know all that stuff." I said.

"But I'm guessing this power has something to do with me?"

"Yes Maya." Chiron said. "You are the first person in thousands of years to have the power of ars decor."

Important Notice:
I know I said a couple chapters back that Corey was a satyr, but I'm changing that. I don't think that it will be a good idea anymore. I will change that chapter so it doesn't say that. Thanks. And please review!