Chapter Two
Disclaimer: I do not own the PJO or HoO series by Rick Riodan.
James' POV
"What's that?" Adrienne asks, pointing to the shed beside the Big House.
I sigh and say, "That's the main weaponry; where we store all the weapons that the Hephaestus cabin make and what we find on quests and stuff."
"Jamie!" a shrill voices calls.
I moan and turn to where it had come from. Kate Reynolds was waving at me; she was with her siblings from the Aphrodite cabin over by the volleyball pit.
I weakly wave back. "Hey, Kate." I say.
Adrienne looks at Kate and then at me, a smug look on her face.
"What?" I ask.
"She likes you." she says.
"So?" I ask.
"So? James, a girl likes you! You should go for her!" she says.
I make a face and say, "Kate? Are you kidding me? I wouldn't date her even if someone offered me a million dollars."
She stops walking and places her hands on her hips. She looked like dad, but when she did that, good gods, she had a scary resemblance to mom.
"James Gideon di Angelo." she says.
"Adrienne Bianca di Angelo." I say, crossing my arms.
"When a girl obviously thinks you're cute, you ask her out." she says.
"Let me tell you something about Kate and pretty much all the girls from Aphrodite." I say, grabbing her arm and dragging her along.
"Yes?" she asks.
"They're all stuck up snobs." I say.
"James!" she gasps.
"Well, it's true!" I say, shrugging.
"I can't believe you said that." she says.
I groan and ask, "Well, did you want me to lie and say something else?"
"Well, no." she says.
"Okay then, stop acting like it's such a big deal." I say.
She sighs and says, "Fine."
"C'mon, I'll take you to the Apollo cabin so you can meet some people." I say, leading her in the direction of the cabins.
"Everyone, this is my little sister Adrienne. Adrienne, this is everyone." I say, waving my hand and walking into the cabin.
I toss my backpack onto the bed that's been mine for 4 years now. There were some pictures tacked up on the wall behind it of me and friends. There were also a couple of mom, dad, Adrienne, Mike, and I.
"Little sister, eh?" Sam says, walking up to Adrienne and eyeing her.
"Who's claimed her?" he asks.
"No one yet. Dunno if it'll be Apollo or Hades." I say, shrugging.
"Hm. Well, you definitely look like a granddaughter of Hades. Can you shoot arrows, or do you prefer a different weapon?" Gail asks.
"Well, I've tried shooting before, and ended up taking out a window. So, I prefer my throwing stars and a dagger." she says.
"Well, I guess we'll find out soon enough." Sam says.
Currently, there were only five people in the Apollo cabin. Sam, Gail, Lydia, Tristan, and me.
Tristan was a grandson of Apollo, who was Uncle Will's son. He was the cabin's counselor, but he usually couldn't get to Camp until about a week after summer break. Lydia and Gail were daughters of Apollo and Sam was a son of Apollo.
"So have you met Chiron yet?" Lydia asks.
"Nope." Adrienne says, shaking her head.
"James, how could you not take her to see Chiron?" she asks, giving me an accusing look with her golden eyes.
"I wanted to get settled in first." I say.
"Well, you've done that. Now go take her to Chiron." she says, grabbing me by the shirt and dragging me to the door.
"See you later, Adrienne. It was nice meeting you!" Lydia says, pushing me out the door after Adrienne.
Let's just say that when Adrienne saw Chiron, she pretty much went into shock for a minute or so. Sure, she had encountered monsters and other mythical creatures before, but, surprisingly, she had never seen an actual centaur.
"Your parents tell me that you're a very fierce fighter, Adrienne." he says.
"Um, yes sir." she says.
"Do you have any talents?" he questions.
"Talents?" she asks.
"Yes. Shadow traveling, for instance. This is a talent most descendants of Hades have. If Hades were to claim you, that would mean you have more of your father's blood in you than your mother's." he says.
"James here," he says, pointing to me, "Is a grandson of Apollo, therefore having more of your mother's blood than your father's. He can heal the wounded and he also has quite excellent musical talents." he explains.
"Well, I can't play any instruments, that's for sure. And I don't think I can heal people." she says.
"Well then, I suppose we'll just have to wait and see." he says, giving her a warm smile.
"How long does it usually take for someone to be claimed?" she asks.
"Usually it happens the day the demigod first arrives at camp. Most commonly, it happens around the time of the campfire." he says.
"So by tonight we'll know what cabin you'll be in." I say.
"Exactly." he says, nodding.
"I'm sorry to cut this short," he says, looking at the clock on the wall, "But I must get to a beginners archery class." he says, trotting out of the Big House and towards the range.
"So, what do we do until dinner?" she asks.
"Well, tomorrow we'll be training all day, since it's the first official day of camp. But today, we can do whatever we want." I say, walking out onto the porch.
She follows and asks, "What are you going to do?"
"I don't know. See which of my friends are here, go to the beach?" I say, shrugging.
"Oh." she says.
"I don't think Cecil, Brandon, Julia, or any of the others are here yet, and I know Tristan isn't here yet. Why don't I introduce you to some other people your age?" I ask. Adrienne wasn't the most outgoing person I knew, she was a bit shy.
Cecil and Brandon were Percy and Annabeth's two children. Cecil is a year older than me, and Brandon is Adrienne's age. We usually see them a few times a year, since mom and dad like to meet up every now and then.
Julia is Jason and Piper's daughter. She's one of the only non-snobbish kids from Aphrodite. She's 16, same as Cecil.
Leo and Jessie's son, Dean, is 17. Cecil and Julia are usually the only ones that hang out with him.
The ones that we spend the most time with are Uncle Mo and Aunt Cassie's kids, Haley, Evan, and Tara. Haley is just a few months younger than me, Evan's a year older than Adrienne and Tara is a year younger than her.
When everyone and their kids get together for a weekend or something for Christmas or Thanksgiving or some other holiday, it's like a giant family reunion.
Her face lights up with a smile. "Really? You'd do that?" she asks.
"Sure, why not?" I shrug.
"Oh, thank you, James." she says. I could tell by the tone of her voice that she didn't really want me to leave her alone to figure out what to do by herself.
"Okay then, I'll start you off with the Demeter cabin. They're a pretty nice group of people." I say, waving her on.
Together, we head back down to the cabins.
A/N:
It's a bit different writing for James, but I like it. Originally I didn't plan on making Tristan Will's son, but then I thought about it and thought, "Well, if he's not Will's son, who's is he? Belen's?" And Belen and Melina were very minor characters in Salvation so I'm not sure if they're even going to be in this trilogy.
I think you guys are gonna like the next chapter a lot :3
Well, yesterday my mom dragged me out of the house for some human interaction since I've been holed up inside the house for pretty much the whole week. I think the most awkward thing ever is when you're shopping or something and a complete stranger just keeps staring at you and when you look at them and make eye-contact, then look away really quickly, they keep staring at you. This happened while I was at the grocery store with my mom yesterday. It was this guy who was like twelve and he just kept looking at me, kinda creeped me out to be honest.
Oh, so I'm doing my first art show thing on November first at a craft show! I'll be displaying/selling some of my artwork and also working on the wheel. I'm excited, but also a bit nervous at the same time...My talking face-to-face with people skills suck. I'm usually just a mumbling idiot when it comes to talking to strangers and afterwords I feel like smacking myself and saying, "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
I've come to the conclusion that I really hate the laundromat. I had to wash my comforter last night but my washer was too small for it, so I had to go to the laundromat a few minutes away from my house. I honestly felt like I was going to be murdered in there or something. All the people just stared at me, giving me like death-glares and they just freaked me out. And it's not just this laundromat, it's every one I've ever been to that's like that.
M/A:
Today's song is Cemetery Drive by My Chemical Romance. It's a super-fucking-awesome song and you should totally listen to it!
XOXO,
Mrs-diAngelo25