Chapter 4
hiya ppl! im sry I haven't updated in a while… so im updating now… obvious much?? ok u no the pic of Ingrid I was bugging people about? well some ingenious person told me to put it as my avatar… THE GODS HAVE BLESSED YOU MEISAWSOME! ya so its my avatar. I no I shudnt be making sutch a big deal about a dumb pic but I HATE going half way to something and just stopping it drives me insane even If its tinsy. ill keep the pic up for a while, and if its not there any more send me a pm and ill put it back up. da original pic goes down to her waist but it wudnt fit. I just realized I never made it clear that its winter in the story so I better start now…
After a good ten minutes of trudging up a steep hill, in knee deep snow, the summit started to even out and the shivering pair found themselves looking at a tall blue farmhouse, strawberry fields, a few Greek style buildings, the woods, and a few of the most mismatched buildings Ingrid had ever seen . The snow had only fallen lightly there and there were small twinkling lights every where. It was a strange,
Patchwork-like place yet it was beautiful.
"Oh my gods, I can't believe I'm home…" Orlando murmured. "After three long years, I'm home for good!" The sight of his home seems to give him newfound energy. He grabbed Ingrid's arm "Come on! I'll take you the Chiron and Mr. D!"
and then he sprinted down the hill, past a climbing wall with lava at the bottom, past volley ball pits where satyrs like Orlando played against some kids wearing orange shirts, and then into the farmhouse. There were to men playing cards in the parlor.
One of the guys had shaggy brown hair and a beard; he was in a wheel chair but he looked pretty fit. The other guy was chubby, pink in the face, with curly hair that was so black it looked purplish, and smelled of alcohol and sour grapes. Orlando straitened up right away.
"Mr. D sir, Chiron, this is Ingrid Snowdrift, the half blood I was assigned to for two years."
"Oh, amazing, another brat to look after! And it took you long enough." said the fat guy.
Wow, now that's rude. Ingrid thought indignantly and she opened her mouth to say something but Orlando kicked her leg warningly.
"That's Mr. D the camp director, don't mess with him, he's a god" he muttered
"Well he brought her, and that's what matters" said the wheel chair guy, cheerfully "now this way to the den, and I'll show you the orientation video"
Ok thought Ingrid, trying to take in the information from the movie she had just watched. So wheel chair guy is Chiron, a centaur that's like, a zillion years old.
Mr. D is not just an obnoxious, fat, dunk, but is the King of obnoxious, fat, dunks. I'm half god and Orlando has hooves.
"And these are
the cabins" Orlando's voice broke into her musings. They were
standing in front of twelve mismatched buildings arranged in a U
shape.
"Which one will I be in?"
"Hermes" said Orlando, pointing at a wooden cabin at the end of the row. "that's where all the undetermined kids go"
They walked up to the door of the wooden cabin and knocked.
Nothing
They knocked again
Still nothing
Ingrid got impatient and hammered on the door
"Yo! Is any one home!?" she yelled
a tallish boy with reddish brown hair opened the door bringing and heavy metal music escaped the room. It was a miracle that you couldn't hear anything from the out side.
"Sorry about that" yelled the boy over the stereo "I couldn't hear"
"I wonder why" Said Ingrid, grinning.
"You a new kid? Well you better come in" he looked past her. "Orlando! Long time no see, are you back for good now?"
"Hey Connor, Yep, unless they send me out again obviously, but I don't think they will for a while." Orlando grinned and the boy led them inside. To put it simply, it was messy. Bunk beds were unmade; sleeping bags were laying discarded on the floor, playing cards, magazines, dirty clothes, candy wrappers, and crushed soda cans as far as the eye could see. Ingrid grinned, she'd fit in just fine here. Conner led them to a boy who looked exactly like him but a little taller. "Hey, Travis! We got a newbie and Orlando's back in town!"
"Cool, regular or undetermined"
"Undetermined" Orlando answered
"I'm still here you know!"
"No… Really?" said Travis "C'mon ill get you some toiletries and a sleeping bag"
"From where"
"Well, I was thinking Aphrodite… they normally have spare tooth brushes so nothing will be to gross, and they are so unsuspecting. How good are you at pinching stuff?"
Ingrid grinned. When she was living with her dad in a one room apartment with never enough to eat she had taken to pick pocketing and stealing from small fruit stands, and when she had been fostered, she had kept it up, just in case. "No problem"
"Then lets go shopping" Travis winked at her.
Travis, Connor, and Ingrid walked out casually, through the cabins.
"And that's the Artimis cabin, no one stays there…" said Connor, pretending to be showing her around."
"And here is Aphrodite"
"Wow, it's so…glamorous…" gasped Ingrid, faking admiration, and wide eyed innocence.
"You wanna' take a closer look?"
"That would be amazing" she gushed.
"Ok come one then."
They walked up to the cabin just as some campers came out. Connor quickly went to go talk to them, steering them away.
"No, let me take you to the stables! You might trip and fall in horse manure… no no, manure means poop…yes it is disgusting, but don't worry I'll make sure you don't fall" He threw a look over his shoulder to Travis, 'You SO owe me' he seemed to say
Travis caught his foot in the door just before it closed.
"Ok" he stressed "You have to be very carful at this bit, you don't want Aphrodite to notice you coming in, or she'll get angry, its different for a Hermes kid, sneaking into things is what we were born to do but--"
But Ingrid wasn't listening, a strange feeling of sureness came to her and she just felt that she would be fine in that cabin. She started to creep in. Travis looked alarmed and followed her"
"Ingrid, what the hell are you doing?" he whispered
"Chill, its fine"
He sighed "they keep their spares over here" he said pointing to a pale pink cabinet.
She opened it grabbed a few bottles of lavender scented shampoo, jasmine conditioner, rose shower gel; you get the picture, from the backs of neat rows. She gave Travis a thumb up. He had a bundle of stuff in his hands, and they sunk back out and ran back to the Hermes cabin. Once they were safely out of "enemy territory" Travis said angrily "Dude, what were you thinking, just barging in like that!"
"I did the same thing you did!"
"Ya, but I'm a child of Hermes! I've been doing this for ages and my dad protects me when I do it!" He was trying to sound angry, but he didn't. He sounded more… impressed. "It doesn't make sense. Maybe you're a child of Aphrodite! You definitely look it--"he cut of when he saw Ingrid's scowl "—or you could be a child of Hermes…"
"Nah" said Ingrid "I was raised by my dad, I have a female Olympian parent"
"Well, maybe you're just lucky!"
"Mmm, let's go rescue Connor then find Orlando"
Only a few seconds out the door, they found Connor sprinting up to them with Orlando next to him, laughing hysterically.
"Have fun?" asked Travis
"Definitely, you know that place behind the hay stack where they shovel all the manure for the gardener to collect? Ya well I told them that's where they keep the "pink" saddles and the second the walked there… well, let's just say they had a little fall…" he said laughing "its classic, not very imaginative, but it gets them every time!"
"You should have seen the look on their faces! So surprised! You'd think years of this happening they'd start to expect something!" they collapsed laughing as a group of angry looking Barbie dolls tried to run to the showers, but kept tripping in their 3 inch, pink, pencil heels. Then all of a sudden, the most random thing happened. A ball of fire fell from the sky into the lake, sending boiling water in all directions. Naiads and campers alike freaked out and scrambled out of the water as a white minivan bobbed to the surface.
Ingrid turned to the others "Is that normal here?" She asked, stunned.
"Um…no?" said Conner looking bewildered.
"No" Orlando agreed "definitely not normal"
They ran to the lake to see what was going on.
Hahaa! im back on track. no riting 2moro though cuz its my sisters birthday but on Saturday (day after 2moro no duh) I can rite more. Next chapter :shes gonna meet the hunters, u meet Orlando's idol and she gets claimed… maybe. I dunno but that's what im aiming for but it might not all fit. but the first two thingies will happen for sure. note to Alison- I miss u like mad allredi but stop pretending to b ramdom people and posting weird reviews "Harhar?" or ill block anonymous reviews (MUAHAHAHAAAAAAA)