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CHAPTER FOUR: Too Many Distractions!

It had been nearly a week since "the incident" as Eddie referred to it upon his and Elsie's arrival back to camp- which surprisingly was not as happy as I had hoped. For one, Jason opened his big yap and after I got a good long lecture from Chiron, Eddie treated me to another with a smiling- albeit guilty looking, Jason behind him. Worse than a thirteen year old know it all telling you "how reckless- not to mention irrational" your behavior is, is his seventeen year old cousin cracking jokes about it every five minutes. But surprisingly what bothered me the most was the fact that Sparky McSpark had been quite true to his word and upon his friends' arrival began ignoring me completely, I on the other hand didn't seem quite so capable and sadly nothing I did ever seemed to be so discreet.

"I say Rune, where is you're mind today?" Mr. D asked he had discovered within an hour that Chiron seemed to be unbeatable no matter the game ("some horrible idea of a clever joke on Nike's part no doubt!") so that I had become his permanent opponent.

My face darkened a shade, I had been watching Leo and his friends playing Ultimate Frisbee- and had been imagining various ways a tree branch and the "golden boy" might cross paths (or at least that annoying ninny Josie Selmas) and I had been caught in the act by Mr. D.

"Um- sorry, Mr. D I suppose I'm still worried about that prophecy-" I lied quickly.

"Oh that! I highly doubt will ever hear a great prophecy ol' Lyre Head has such a flair for the dramatics!" Mr. D laughed.

"But he is the god of truth and prophecy" I stupidly interjected quite unable to stop myself. Mr. D turned a dangerous red for a moment.

"May I remind you that contradicting a god is just as dangerous as praying to a stranger." Mr. D said calming his on self down with a jab at my experience.

"Sorry Mr. D" I said trying to remember that unlike Elsie- retaliation was most definitely NOT an option.

"Yes well just be glad I haven't reinstated your kitchen duty" Mr. D said returning back to the game. I sighed and followed lead reminding myself that imagining bodily harm was not a good idea during my time with Mr. D.

Things passed on quietly after that with Mr. D winning as usual and before I knew it, it was time for me to head into the big house for a special training session with Chiron.

"Evening Rosie, how was Mr. D?" Chiron asked politely I just looked at him. "Ah, so he's in his usual mood. Well I hope you're not too exhausted, we have quite a lesson ahead of us. Jason told me you tested your limits while I was gone." I was really going to kill that blabbermouth when I saw him!

"I was trying to break up a possible fight" I defended. Chiron laughed.

"Yes Annabeth told me Jason and Leo didn't seem to take to one another well" Chiron chuckled before looking at me seriously. "But I must stress that testing your powers without some sort of supervision was highly dangerous." That was dangerous, playing cards with Mr. D was dangerous, praying to a stranger was dangerous- I was a regular daredevil lately!

"Sorry" I mumbled- I did an awful lot of that lately too.

"Never mind it, that's what these lessons are for. Rachel has not uttered a prophecy yet which for the moment gives us an advantage. Have you been to the archery fields lately?"

"Yesterday, I'm still getting bull's-eyes" I said.

"Well, I'd like you to start focusing on your distance shots as well. As for your powers, I want to start exercising it; I've asked a few of our satyr friends to join us today for practice, I want you to try to enter them one and continually add one and see how long you can last-"

"Where's Monty?" I asked suddenly, he hadn't returned with the rest and when I stopped by to ask where Monty went Coach Hedge told me that Monty was on official business which was none of mine.

"Monty's mission has nothing to do with Camp Half-blood and I do not have the liberty or the information to disclose his whereabouts." Chiron said which was more frustrating than Coach Hedge's huffy response.

Needless to say with my mind on my favorite sarcastic Satyr my training did not run so smoothly. Chiron cancelled early and sent me to "clear my mind" which by that point had imagined poor Monty as a Cyclops' breakfast (I'm not sure why I assumed satyr's would be a morning meal instead of an afternoon or evening one). I took off towards my cabin on the west end near the Charites area to my silent cabin, but the silence wasn't a comfort and my mom's cabin just brought up a whole nest of new distractions.

I really wanted to talk to my mom right now, but out of all the gods it seemed as if she was the only one not available to talk. The last time I'd seen her was when she brought me to camp after- I had to stop thinking about it, I just wound up angry and I suppose that was a dangerous thing to do I supposed.

"Rosie, what are you doing here?" Jason asked. I hadn't realized it but I had managed to wander over near the Apollo cabin. He suddenly turned from all smiles to a rather guilty expression. "Look I'm sorry about ratting you out but my dad's the god of truth- lying isn't exactly my forte!" He said quickly.

"Aren't you worried about Monty, I've tried to I.M him but I can't get through, Chiron says it's none of his business and Coach Hedge told me to butt out!" I said annoyed.

"I'm sure there's a reason, we'd know if he'd- if something bad had happened." Jason said running his hand nervously through his hair.

"I guess" I conceded.

A/N: Sorry it's been so long and sorry this is so short. I started working on an original novel (PM if you'd like to read it) and to be honest I wasn't sure I wanted to finish after I read "Lost Hero" and found out how far off the map I was… this as you can see needs a new name but I need help coming up with one so if you have an idea…. Please let me know. I'd also like to thank all of you for reviewing it really meant a lot, The-Not-So-Goddess, Futurewriter22, and Kimi that saved this story from fanfiction oblivion!