Okay... So the guy's name is Geoffrey...or Geo. Weird name. Well, I guess I shouldn't talk, since I don't actually have a name.
"Nice to meet you, Geo. So...what are you doing in a forest?" I said, smiling nervously. Well, he did just walk out of the woods... Doesn't hurt to be cautious, ya' know.
Geo blinked, frowning.
Did I say something wrong?
"Why you?" he finally asked, shrugging.
Okay, he answered a question with a question. Well, he did have a point. I was in the forest, too... Lie, or not lie? I probably won't ever see this guy again, so it wouldn't hurt to tell the truth, right?
"I...need to relax. So I came out here." I admitted, smiling sheepishly. Okay, his turn to tell the truth. "Now, why are you out here?"
He bit his lip, shrugging.
"Live here... Af̱tó eínai to spíti mou."
Again with the Ancient Greek?
"Okay, you live here. Out in a forest crawling with monsters? And why do you speak Ancient Greek so fluently?" I asked curiously. "Because I don't understand that language, only English."
Geo looked surprised, staring at me curiously. Like I was some odd science experiment. Suddenly, I felt dizzy.
"I'm not a stupid science experiment! Let me go, freaks!"
I sighed, shaking my head, which just started to hurt a little. What was that in the first place...? It was my voice, I know that for sure...
"Don't know Ancient Greek? You demigod. Brain hardwired for it." Geo said, surprised.
I shook my head, blinking.
"Sorry, I don't know it like the rest of them. I don't understand a word of it." I admitted, running my hand through my hair in exasperation.
Mostly every single person here spoke it, especially when they didn't want me to know something. Campers tried to teach me it, I have a lesson for twenty minutes a day on it, but I just don't get it. I can't remember the alphabet for it, can't say a simple word right, and can't even read it. They just look like strange symbols to me.
"Very odd... You have ADHD or dyslexia?" he asked me, as if he already knew the answer. His chocolate brown eyes were staring at me in a calculating manner, making me slightly uncomfortable.
"No, don't have either one..." I replied softly, shrugging.
Am I supposed to? I mean, every camper I met so far, besides the Athena kids, hated reading stuff in English. They were surprised when I said I didn't have either one, they looked at me like it was a bad thing. I thought it was a good thing, honestly. I could read and write easily, I could pay attention and sit still for a pretty long time, so it's good, right?
His eyes widened in shock.
"You sure you demigod? Not mortal who see through Mist?" he asked quickly, like it was really important.
Oh, the Mist thing. The magical stuff that makes mortals see things differently than us. I could see through it fine, I guess. A few days ago someone summoned a hellhound as a prank, I saw it as a huge black dog with long teeth. So I could see through it. Anyway, why was he asking all these questions? I'm pretty sure I'm a regular, ordinary demigod that hasn't been claimed yet. Yeah, I haven't been claimed yet. I should be, they said all demigods should be claimed before they're thirteen. I'm fifteen. Pretty late, huh? They tried guessing, but they don't have a clue. I tried archery, almost killed someone because of it. That rules out Apollo. I suck at growing plants, so I'm not Demeter or Dionysus. I hate fighting, I can't control water or lightning, and I can't summon the dead. Ares, Poseidon, Zeus, or Hades is out of the question. So they think I'm a daughter of a minor god or goddess, like Nike or Bia.
"I'm pretty sure I'm a demigod. Daughter of a minor god or goddess, maybe." I answered sadly. "Not that I want to be one, though. I don't even want to be here."
"Demigods feel at home here. Not you?"
"Not at all. I hate it here. I feel as if someone is going to kill me every time I turn around..."
I sighed. Why was I telling this guy my problems, anyway? I don't even know him. All I know is that his name is Geo and he lives out here.
"What are you anyway? A demigod?" I asked suspiciously, narrowing my eyes. For all I know, he could be a monster in disguise, getting ready to eat me.
Geo's eyes glinted in worry. He sighed, shrugging.
"Demigod, son of Nike." he admitted, though I didn't really believe him. Maybe my instincts were just going haywire or something. He could be just like me, doesn't like the camp so he lives here.
Wish I thought of that before...
A/N: Chapter 3. Pretty short, but it's mostly a filler. Yup, Pen is 15, and not yet claimed. Plus, she had a little flashback thing. Mysterious, no?
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