Chapter 7

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

All I was thinking as the arrow whistled through the air was, HIT THE MARK! HIT HER! HIT! HIT! HIT PLEASE!

Clarisse didn't even notice that I wasn't unconscious anymore, she just kept running thinking she had already won.

Oh, oh, oh, was she wrong. I almost started rolling on the floor laughing when the arrow hit her on the back and she turned to see who hit her. Her expression was hilarious when she saw that I was the one who hit her.

"But...you...no!...your!" She stuttered for a second, then her eyes filled with fury. She charged at me for the second time. Then I finally noticed something was wrong...she should be on the ground withering in pain!

Armour! No fair! Stupid arrows! I thought as Clarisse charged at me again. I didn't know what to do now. Should I run? Should I fight? should I scream? What do I do? She was getting closer and closer with her spear held high above her head.

I chose to run. What else could I do? I was so happy that I was faster then her. If I wasn't I would surely be dead by now.

"I'm gonna get you and when I do you gonna wish you were never born, new girl! Clarisse screamed after me. Clarisse was gaining on me! I wouldn't be able to run for ever!

When I was about to give up and let her kill me, I...tripped over a tree root. Clarisse stopped running after me and looked at me like I was the stupidest thing she had ever seen.

"You...tripped?" She said before she burst out with laughter. then Clarisse finally noticed that she still had the flag in her hand. She stared at it for a while before saying, "Oh my gods!"

She ran the other way toward the boundary line, but she was to late, the boy I was curious about, passed the boundary line. Our team erupted with cheers.

Then Clarisse turned toward me, "You're gonna pay for this," she snarled at me.

I stood up and tried to run, but I crumpled to the ground with a cry.

Luckily, Chiron had heard my cry and had come galloping over. He looked to me from Clarisse then he stopped to look at Clarisse.

"Clarisse, what have you done?" Chiron asked sternly.

"Nothing...yet," she answered. He looked straight into her eyes, trying o see if she was telling the truth and he turned to me, so he must have believed her. ...BELIEVED HER! She chased me through a dark forest and possibly broke my leg!...Unless she usually does that and is nothing compared to what she's done before...

"Well, I'm afraid it's time to test my worries," Chiron said.

"Worries about what?" I asked, my voice sounded so little...

"About who is your godly father," Chiron answered.

"Oh," was what I brilliantly/quietly said. "Um...how is a broken leg going to help see who's my father?"

"It won't, but healing it will," He answered. I guess he understood my utterly confused look, because he answered the question that was floating around in my mind.

"We all think you might be a daughter of Poseidon, we hope not. If you he'll in the water..." he didn't have to finish, I knew what would happen if I healed in the water. I would be moved to the Poseidon cabin, and possibly be part of a horrible prophecy. See, I took one educational class without sending the teacher to the infirmary. How do you think I new all this stuff?

Chiron carried me on his back to the lake. More people then I thought would followed. Chiron lifted me off his back and nodded toward the lake.

"You...want me to step in it?" I asked.

"Don't worry, it's clean as a lake gets. plus if you're a daughter of Poseidon you won't be wet..." he prodded.

"Um...okay" I stepped into the lake. "How far do I have to go in?"

"Just touching," he answered.

I looked around at the campers, their faces showed that they were mad, happy, curious, and some were a mixture. They waited, watching me, but I realized when I fist touched the water, that no matter how long they stood there watching me, nothing would ever happen.