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They stared at me in horror.
"What's going on?" I demanded. "Seriously, what is going on?!" I was starting to really freak out.
"Maybe we should explain Acacia's power first. Acacia's mom is Odyne. She's in Hermes cabin because we haven't made a cabin for her, and we probably won't. Odyne is the goddess of pain. She can hurt people if she touches them with her bare hands. That's why she wears her gloves. Even lace gloves like the ones she wears protect people. We're not sure still about some stuff though. Like now your hands….." Annabeth trailed off.
"Well we don't know if I can hurt people though, right?" I said weakly. Acacia's head snapped up to stare at me, then Annabeth.
"Place your hand in mine. If you cause pain, obviously it will hurt me. If not, you just got free, painless tattoos." Annabeth said. She extended her hand. I cautiously placed my hand in hers. Almost immediately she screamed out. I recoiled and whimpered slightly. I didn't like hurting people.
"What did it feel like?" Acacia asked.
"Like someone poured hot acid on my hand." Annabeth replied slowly.
"What's this mean for me? I have to beware touching people? What if I forget to wear gloves and I touch someone?" I started crying (again). This is turning out to be the worst day of my life. Annabeth glanced at Acacia.
"Last year, I was messed up. I thought my life was ruined. I- accidentally kissed my boyfriend and touched his face, without my gloves. He was killed. That was the worst day in my whole life." Acacia's eyes began to well up. I walked over and gave her a hug. She stiffened. I expected it to hurt, but I was fine. She seemed to be, as she hugged me back while we both cried. After a while we only were sniffling. I had forgotten Annabeth was still standing there.
"Do you have any gloves you can wear?" Annabeth suggested.
"Yeah, one sec." I dropped my duffel bag and dropped to my knees and started searching through it. Near the bottom I found my fingerless black elbow-length lace gloves. I was happy I had worn a frilly black and grey dress, because the gloves went with it. Wouldn't have worked with neon.
"It's getting late. You guys should get to the cabin. See you tomorrow." Annabeth said before walking back to the silvery cabin.
"Who's cabin is that?" I asked.
"Athena. Goddess of wisdom and battle."
"Oh." She seemed angry at me. We walked into a cabin with fading green paint. The bunk beds inside were packed. There were a few kids in sleeping bags on the ground. Acacia walked to the very back of the cabin. There were two empty bunks. One at the top and one at the bottom. The bottom bunk looked lived in. it was unmade and the pillow was at the other end of the bed. The top bunk was clean and the bed was nicely made. I wondered why the kids sleeping on the floor didn't come back here. I asked Acacia.
"They're all scared of me. They'd rather sleep on the floor than near me." She said laughing. We silently changed into our pajamas. I found an oversized shirt and some sweatpants.
"Do you sleep in your gloves?" I asked.
"No, I mean you can, but mine are kinda itchy." She said. I chucked my gloves into my bag. Jumping up and grabbing onto the top rail, I pitched myself onto the top bunk.
"Night." I said.
"Nighty-night." Acacia replied. The cabin went dark, and I slipped into subconciousness.