Chapter 2

As I sprinted across the camp, nobody looked twice at me. Like I said, I'm a nobody. And nobody knows me. I almost ran right into the line of fire going through the archery range. Chiron grabbed my by the collar at the last second. I let in a sharp inhale as the arrows went flying past.

"Turning into Percy, are we? I would think that as a daughter of Apollo you would be a little more aware in an archery range." he set me down.

"Sorry, Chiron, but I'm really late. Could you scold me later, maybe?" I asked.

He laughed. "I wasn't going to scold, Rina."

"Yeah, thanks gotta go bye!" I said as I continued on my way (looking before running this time).

I didn't stop until I got to the Hades cabin. Or, rather, shack. They were still in the process of building actual cabins for all the other minor gods. Another one of Percy's ideas. Amelia lived in a small one person room big enough for a bed, dresser and small desk.

The outside looked like an old charred tool shed, but that was because she had accidentally lit the place on fire. Long story.

Hades didn't even have a shack before Amelia came to camp half-blood two years ago. She was the only known child of Hades (besides Nico, but he does his own thing).

I shoved open the heavy black door. "I'm here!" I informed her.

She lay on her back bouncing a flaming bouncy ball off the wall. "It's about time!" she glared. "There are some serious problems I need to talk to you about."

"The Connor thing?" I asked with a sigh.

"Yeah. The Connor thing." Amelia sobbed.

Amelia has had a massive crush on Connor Stroll, son of Hermes since she laid eyes on him.

"How do you even tell the Stroll twins apart anyway?" I asked.

"I just do! It's kind of obvious to me. When everyone else see's 'the twins' I see perfect Connor and idiot Travis." She brushed her black, pixie styled hair out of her eyes.

"Well...I don't know...talk to him? It's not like I have experience with these things!" I forced a laugh.

"I don't know. I just want something to happen for a change. It's not like he and I are strangers, so I do have a little bit of a chance..."

"Yeah. And I have none. I really hope you two end up together." I said.

"So...hey, how'd your little duel thing go? Did you win?" she asked.

"Yeah, actually... It would have gone by a lot faster if I could use a bow. But you know, that could actually kill somebody." I made a face.

"But you still won! Good job, girl! Who were you up against, again?"

"Jensen Howell..." I whispered.

"WHAT?! No way! You won in a sword fight against the offspring of the god of war?!" Amelia exclaimed.

I looked at her, proud. "Yeah."

"No way. He must have let you win."

"What? Why would he do that?" I asked, getting angry.

"Duh-no. Maybe he's sweet on you." she winked.

I burst out laughing, "Yeah. Okay Amelia. Like that's ever gonna happen."

"Well then, tell me; what did he say to you after the match?"

"Well, after he got over the fact that I'm a chick-"

"Acted. How much you wanna bet he knew it was you the whole time?" Amelia budded in.

"Hush. Then he congratulated me for winning, then offered to get me some nectar and...Oh gods Amy, I think you're right." I said, eyes wide.

Amelia laughed, "Of course I'm right, girl! He fancy's you. He so does."

"But that's impossible! Guys don't like me, people don't even notice me! I'll bet nobody here at camp even remembers my name. Nope. I refuse to believe it."

Amelia rolled her eyes. "You are so stubborn, Rina! Why is it so hard for you to believe that a guy likes you?"

"I duh-no, maybe because I suck and aren't much to look at?" I said sarcastically.

"Are you kidding me? You're beautiful! And you do not suck. You're the best archer I've ever seen, you rock at combat, and you're an amazing friend. Just accept it. He likes you, you like him. You're going to have a beautiful demigod wedding and live happily ever after!"

I scoffed, "First off: who said I liked him? And secondly, since when do demigods ever live happily ever after?"

She gave me a stern look. "Since now. Now be happy dang it!"

We laughed together, "Alright, whatever you say, Amy."

I sat at the Apollo table when dinner time rolled around. Everyone at my table was singing. Again. I was beginning to resent the camp. Oh, it was wonderful and all, getting trained for quests and being with the people you loved. But it was the same thing every day. And it was only ever training. Other kids got to go on quests and fight monsters and stuff, but me and my friends were always stuck here.

Thira waved from the Athena table. I gave her a smile and then we both turned back to our food. Thira had deep tan skin and long brown hair, and much like the other Athena's, deep wise eyes.

I let my gaze wander to the Ares table, were all the Ares kids were holding up their plates like shields and throwing chunks of half eaten food at each other. Typical war demigods. I watched with a smile as Jensen caught a flying cookie out of the air and popped it into his mouth. Not too soon after he was back to throwing chicken nuggets at his cabin mates.

"Don't you dare touch my cake, O'Brian!" I heard Clarisse yell from the Ares table. I laughed. At least they had something more exciting to do each day.