Percy's POV
The cab dropped them off at the foot of a small hill. The sign read 'Delphi Strawberry Service'.
"This is it?" Theo muttered. "I came all this way for a 'Pick-your-own-strawberries' convention?
Without a word, I walked up the hill and saw Camp Half-Blood spread out in front of me. The woods that were packed with monsters. The climbing wall with lava pouring down it. The Big House, where one of my least favorite gods was waiting to turn me into a dolphin.
Home sweet home.
With Theo trailing behind us, Nico and I jogged towards the Big House. Chiron (in wheelchair form), Mr. D and Grover were playing three-player pinochle on the porch. Grover kept chewing on his cards and bleating nervously.
When he saw me, he jumped up. "Percy, you're back! How did it go?" Then he noticed Theo behind me. "Um, I guess…"
"Hello, Johnson," Mr. D interrupted. "I see you found another one. Ah, well, just my bad luck."
Chiron wheeled himself over and shook my hand. "Good to see you, Percy." His eyes strayed over to Theo. "Nico," he said, "please take Theo to the orientation film. You know where it is." Nico led Theo off.
"Don't you have training to do, Percy?" Chiron said. I caught the hint and walked off towards Cabin Three.
I had a bad feeling. Chiron wouldn't meet my eyes, and I got the feeling that there was something he wasn't telling me.