Chapter 4
I went over to Hestia's flame and sat down beside it. I looked at my ridiculous costume and started to mess with the leaves. I stared at the fire for a while, and began to think deep thoughts.
I wonder if Annabeth will ever speak to me again. I wouldn't blame her if she didn't. Actually I would. I wonder what the meaning of life is. I wonder if this is a punishment from Dad or Zeus. I wonder why Shane is here. I wonder what's for dinner.
I was on a roll with thinking deep thoughts when I realized that chocolate ice cream doesn't exactly fill you up the way you think. I started toward the dining hall but stopped halfway.
Shane is probably there, stealing away my future wife. And she is probably enjoying every minute of it. But wait, I can't let him do that! I am Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, and the ruler of all Camp Half-Blood! Okay, maybe not that last part, but who cares!
I barged into the dining hall, and yelled; "I am Percy Jackson!" at the top of my lungs for the world to hear. Everyone looked at me like I was some maniacal creature from the depths of Tartarus.
I laughed softly and inched toward Annabeth and Shane's table. Shane was laughing into his napkin and Annabeth had her head on the table.
"Hey guys, whatcha doing? I've been hanging out in my cabin for a while; chilling. Hey, make some room, Annabeth. There's room for everyone at this table," I said in a very loud and over excited voice, and started scooting between Annabeth and Shane.
"Hello Percy," Shane said and smiled an evil smile at me. Annabeth looked like she was going to be sick.
"Percy, what are you doing? You're supposed to sit at your own table, not ours," Annabeth said exasperatedly.
Well then, be that wa- did just say ours? WHAT? Shane is Zeus' son, not Athena's! I am going to have nervous breakdown in about two seconds if this is true.
"You're Athena's son? I thought you were someone else's…" I said, rather confused.
"Nope, he's Athena's. For now, at least. He hasn't been claimed yet," Annabeth said as she went back to eating.
"Congrats," I said, rather forced-like. I couldn't believe this. Shane said he was Zeus' son! This isn't making sense! I am still hungry! I need an aspirin…