Chapter 5

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, but I do own Riley.

Percys POV

I was talking to Annabeth about are strategy for the upcoming capture the flag game when I heard the first rumor.

A couple of Apollo kids came by whispering and pointing at me.

"Did you here what Chiron said?..." one of them whispered. "That girl might be..." the other whispered. "It's either that or Athena..." the third one whispered.

It was so frustrating! Wouldn't of my dad sent a sign to me!

I couldn't concentrate on the plans so I excused myself from Annabeth and went to my cabin. I thought of how weird it would feel to share the cabin with someone besides Tyson, my half-brother that just so happens to be a cyclops.

I shoved the thoughts of a cabin mate out of my mind. I headed toward the sword-fighters arena to train. I did this whenever I had a lot on my mind.

I was whacking at straw dummies with Riptide when I got my first glimpse of her, but it was only a glimpse so I didn't see much. She was facing the other direction so I only saw the back of her. She was wearing worn in jeans, sneakers, and a T-shirt that said 'Girl Power' on the back. Her hair was a chocolate brown and she had curls like Annabeth's. Good, that means that she's most likely Athena's. Most my hope of that was shattered when I actually saw her face.

It was at dinner when I really saw her.

I was sitting at Poseidon's table all by myself, because Tyson was away at the cyclops forges. I was still a little bit jealous over that, why does he get to see Poseidon's underwater castle and I don't?

It was easy to pick her out at the Hermes table, she was sitting between the two Stoll brothers. She was looking at her cup in amazement, and I remembered when my cup magically filled with anything I wanted it too, even blue cherry coke, which was the first drink I chose.

I didn't really see her face until she looked up and that's when my hope shattered. She had the same eyes as me, except that there was one thing different that I couldn't place. She even had some other features like mine, but I couldn't...wouldn't...believe it. She probably just got them from her mom!...Or dad!

Then Mr. D cleared his throat.

"Before you happy little campers go dream your happy little dreams, I have an announcement to make Rita Jackson has found her way to our camp. All of you make her feel as welcome as possible." He said in his usual tone.

I looked up at the girl in surprise, was her real name Rita Jackson! Or was Mr. D just messing up on purpose?

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry, Riley Johnson." He didn't sound like he as sorry at all, but I now why he messed up the girls name. He usually always calls me Peter Johnson on purpose."And on other notes, were having a capture the flag game tomorrow. Also don't forget that if your out of bed after curfew the harpies have permission to eat you."

I went to bed stiff and when Grover asked me what was wrong I snapped.

"NOTHINGS WRONG! Why would you think somethings wrong! Everything's great! Just GREAT!" I shouted at him.

Grover mumbled a few words of apology and ran off, while stalked off to my cabin, feeling worse then I did all day.

Riley's POV

"What happens when you don't know who's your farther?" I asked.

"You don't have to know which god he is to send him offerings," Travis.

"Wait, why are you burning the food?" I asked. "How is that a good offering, it's burnt food!"

"They like the smells, you'll see. Or should I say smell." He said.

I had no idea of what he was talking about, but I follow them to the campfire and when I got close enough I understood what he was talking about. The campfire didn't smell like burnt food like I expected it too. It smelled like cheese and fruit, barbecue and bread, and it all surprisingly smelled good together.

I decided to throw to of my ripest strawberries into the fire, the first one for the offering and the second one for a plead to tell me who he was. Was it him who told me to come here? Would he ever tell me who he was? Oh please, tell me who you are!

When I went back to the Hermes table I noticed that some tables had no occupants and one of the only had one person there. I wonder why? I studied him, and gasped(mentally), he had the same eyes as me! The only difference was that he had different features in his face and black hair.

He met my gaze and we both looked away and blushed, well I blushed, I didn't really know why I blushed, I just felt embarrassed for some reason. Probably because I was just staring at him like an idiot.

Mr. D stood up and cleared his throat so the tables would stop talking. Every one stopped at once and focused their attention on Mr. D.

"Before you happy little campers go dream your happy little dreams, I have an announcement to make Rita Jackson has found her way to our camp. All of you make her feel as welcome as possible." He said.

I looked up in confusion. He wasn't talking about me was he? Then I noticed that everyone was looking at me, even the boy with black hair, but his expression was surprise. I blushed a deep red, I hated it when people looked at me.

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry, Riley Johnson." He sounded like he wasn't sorry at all. "And on other notes, were having a capture the flag game tomorrow. Also don't forget that if your out of bed after curfew the harpies have permission to eat you."

I trudged back to cabin 11 when I was finished eating. I felt so full and worn out that when my head hit the pillow I was out like a light. My last thoughts were about the mysterious boy sitting all by himself at that table.