Making Waves 8

Sasomeii

I was not kidding to Yo-Yo. I didn't fit in with the other Half Bloods. It was awesome not being attacked every five feet, but still. It wasn't my place. I just knew it. Only he knew because he was the only one who would really care, anyway. Whatever.

That night I had a vivid dream. I was accused of something I didn't do. But who would frame me? Clarrise, maybe? But no. It would have to be someone I trusted. The thought of Yo-Yo doing that scared me. A lot. But no, he would never do that. Would he?

I couldn't risk it. I could not trust anyone. And this wasn't my place, it was his. I saw him acting all goo-goo over that Apollo chick. This was my mission.

The next evening came slowly. As I was eating, one of my half sisters came walking up to me. She grinned warmly at me, and her gray eyes made me think she was thinking a million things at once. Sliding beside me, we started talking battle plans. Well, she did most of the talking. Suddenly, her eyes lite up and she shook me.

"Brilliant!" she hugged me.

"Don't hug me," I hissed lowly. I hated people touching me.

"Whatever," this chick had 'tude, at least, "anyway, it's Sasomeii, right?"

"How many other Sasomeii's do you know?" I knew that this wasn't a girl you wanted as an enemy, but I was moody.

"Quite a few," she shot back, "I'm Annabeth." We shook hands.

Nice meeting you, too bad I'm running away, I thought.

We kept our eyes on our food for a long time.

"You're running away, aren't you?" she suddenly asked.

"How did you know?" even for a child of Athena, that was kinda' impressive.

"Because I've run away a lot," she replied, "Thalia told me she thought it, and I agree totally."

Thalia, I knew, was the highly important Daughter of Zeus. I never even knew she paid attention to me. She had been visiting Camp with the Hunters while Artemis was on some mission.

"It's true, you know," Thalia herself slid beside me, though that was against Camp Rules, "need some help? If anyone knows how to run, it's me."

"Nah, I'm good," standing up, I went to the table of armor that had just appeared.

I was being to reconsider that, though, when I couldn't even fasten my sword.