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Willow's POV:
As we took our seats right next to each other I couldn't help but stare at the raven haired boy sitting on Dina's other side. He had this odd look about him, like he knew everything and we were all just second best. I wonder who his godly parent is. I was so buried in my thoughts that I didn't realize anyone was talking to me until Dina screamed in my ear.
"Willabel!!! Wake up!!"
"Huh? What happened? Grover? Percy?" I reached for my forearm to find my knife wasn't there. Wait, why is everyone laughing? Oh, I'm not at camp. Crap, did I say that out loud? I hope Dina didn't hear me and I hope she doesn't ask who Grover and Percy are.
"Dina would you please not yell like that in the future? And Willow, would you please keep your mind on this planet?" She was referring to my regular visits to la la land.
"Yes Clarke, we promise." Dina and I said in unison.
"So, Willow, can you please tell me the chemical signature of calcium carbonate?" We were studying chemistry, can you say easy?
"CaCO3." I automatically answered.
"And Dina, can you tell me where we find calcium carbonate?"
"Marble and limestone." She forgot chalk and sea shells! I thought we studied this one!
"It's also found in chalk and sea shells, among other thing." Who said that? Artemis? So he his smart. I wonder how he knew that. Maybe he covered that at his last school.
"That's right Artemis. How did you know that?" asked Clarke.
Well," he answered, "I've already received a PHD and have the highest registered IQ in Europe. I have attended a private boarding school in Ireland since kindergarten. Many psychiatrists have tried to dissect my mind but they have all failed. Would you like to be the next to fail?" Clarke looked taken aback, not only by the length of this speech but also at the information it had contained.
"Well, OK. Would you like to be moved up to a higher grade?" Clarke asked.
"No, I am under strict orders from my mother to interact with children my age. Also, she wants me to work on my creativity. She says I don't do enough art. If only she knew." He had a smug smile on his face. I wonder what he was talking about?
"Alright, well why Emily, could you grab Artemis a new main lesson book? Artemis, a main lesson book is basically a fancy notebook that we use to create our own text books. You will have to copy everything we do in class into it and decora…"
"I know what they are thank you. I did a lot of research on Waldorf schools before I came here." Dina was glaring at him like a serial killer. I wonder if she really doesn't like him or if this is just the pessimism that accompanies her "super model" days.
"Is this kid real or his he a prank?" Dina whispered to me. I couldn't tell her the truth, that he was really a demigod, so I just said, "Maybe, I don't know."
I was so distracted that I spent the rest of main lesson in my own personal la la land. I'll have to ask Emily or Sophie for the notes at snack. Dina doesn't take them anyway.
Dina and I walked over to our bags and pulled out our snacks. Or rather, I pulled out snacks for both of us, acorn pancakes for me, sent from one of my dryad friends back at Camp Half Blood, and a banana and a croissant for Dina. I wonder how I'm gonna get her to eat this time.
"Willow, I want to go talk to Artemis, OK? And I am NOT eating that. You already stuffed one of those buttery nightmares down my throat today," she said, looking at the croissant in my hand.
"OK, I'll come to, I want to be friends with him! And just so you know, your gonna eat, whether you like it or not.. " She glared at me and we walked over to Artemis who was already looking at us with a bemused smile.