Hey guys! Again, this is SUPER short! Sorry!
Thank you to xpig-in-the-skyx for your review! :D Yes, I hate how few times they actually make appearances... I would prefer that R.R. show more of them... :) And yes, you are VERY close ;) COOKIE! (: :)
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Whaaaa? Where are all these random people coming from?
Real disclaimer: I own nothing but my own characters and my plot. I also own my dog, and my laptop, and my cookies, and my fire extinguisher, and my pet monkey...
"Layla?" A soft, female voice asks.
"What?" I groan softly, turning in bed until my brown eyes meet grey ones.
"Breakfast," Annabeth says, yanking me out of bed. "C'mon!"
"Nyaaaah," I groan again, turning my back to her.
"Let's go, sleepyhead," she says, attempting to pull me out of bed. "It's not good to be late for breakfast on your first day."
Although I put up a good fight, the girl has trained longer than I have, making her many times stronger. She manages to drag me out of my bed and dump me in my wheelchair.
"Go get dressed, I'll wait for you," she instructs, placing a set of clean clothes into my lap. "Go!"
I wheel my way into one of the bathrooms and change. The shirt is a simple orange t-shirt, the words "Camp Half-Blood" written in simple font on it. I pull that on, followed shortly by the simple black yoga pants.
I step outside and Annabeth looks me up and down.
"Shoes," she says simply, going through a chest at the edge of her bed.
She tosses me a pair of blue Nike trainers and I catch them easily.
"You can wear these for now," she says to me, turning back in my direction. "Although there's not much you can do. Chiron wants you to stay in that wheelchair until tomorrow, at the least."
I groan. I'm sick and tired of this wheelchair. Sick and tired of having to depend on people all day.
"It's only a day," she adds, slipping her own pair of trainers on her feet. "You wouldn't have done much on your first day, anyways."
I still sigh, completely unconvinced of the fact that I'd actually need this wheelchair for another whole day.
"If it makes you feel any better, Percy was out cold for a week," she adds.
"Was he allowed to walk freely?" I ask.
"Well..."
"I thought so."
"But Percy was different. He was forced straight into training because of a quest. He didn't have time to recover."
"I need to train too."
"Yes, but he barely got in a month of training. He had two gods, scratch that, two of the Big Three on his tail, and he had to recover a powerful weapon. His case was different."
I sigh in frustration, knowing that there is no way that I'm going to beat this girl in a debate. Pulling the socks and shoes onto my feet, I fall back into the wheelchair. Annabeth pushes me onto the porch and down the wheelchair ramp.
"I'm going to go make sure Percy's up. This means a little detour," she says as she pushes me in the direction of the Poseidon cabin.
"Can't he wake up himself?" I ask out of curiosity.
"He and his cousin, Nico, sleep like rocks. They don't get off their asses until I throw them on the ground. Since I'm so not doing that to Nico, I'll just do it to Percy instead," she says, smiling as she does so.
I crack a smile, too, as she pushes me to the porch of the Poseidon cabin. She puts a finger to her lips, silencing me, before stepping into the room. I wait there in silence until―
"Gods, Annabeth! Of course, throw your boyfriend off the edge of the top bunk, will you! Jeez. Do you know how much that hurts?" Percy shouts angrily but his anger soon subsides. "I'll get dressed."
Annabeth steps outside, giggling at Percy's reaction.
"Do you do that every morning?" I ask in awe.
"Nope, only on special days. He's going to help us find you a weapon so he needs to wake up early," she explains.
"What do you do to him on normal days?"
"On normal days, he can sleep 'till noon for all I care."
We laugh until Percy steps out of his cabin, changed and ready to go.
"You throw me off a bunk bed and now you're laughing at me behind my back?" he asks jokingly. "Tsk, tsk."
"You're one to talk," she laughs in return, linking her arm with his. "You kicked me off of Zeus' fist last summer!"
"Accidentally."
"Uh-huh."
"Let's go, Wise Girl," Percy suggests, pushing me down the ramp and towards the diving pavilion.
We walk in silence, meeting up with the rest of the crew as we go.
"They still haven't guessed who your parent is?" Will asks as we walk.
"Of course not," Alisa answers. "You don't have any... distinguishing hobbies."
"Well, guessing Percy's wasn't easy either," Annabeth chuckles.
"Nor was guessing Nico's," Thalia adds.
"But Will and Alisa's were obvious," Percy points out. "We knew the two of them were music freaks from the moment we met them. Didn't Alisa cross the border listening to her iPod?"
"You should be claimed today, though," Alisa says, glaring slightly at Percy.
I sigh loudly. "What are the chances?"
"Three in five demigods get claimed on their first day of camp," Chris informs, worriedly.
"But she wasn't even awake for most of her first day," Annabeth counters.
"I don't even understand why you guys care so much," Clarisse says, rolling her eyes. "I'm gonna go eat."
We watch as she races off, before returning to the argument at hand.
"I agree with Annabeth, she wasn't awake for her first day and it would have been pointless to claim her then," Marcus points out. "She wouldn't have noticed."
"I don't really care," I sigh. "They abandoned me with my mother. I don't think I'd be too fond of him no matter who he is."
"You have to understand, they couldn't stay, Layla. It's not their fault," Annabeth says soothingly, rubbing my shoulders gently.
"It is their fault," I retort. "Whoever it is left my mother! It drove her completely insane! I've never even met him so what makes them think I'll be proud to call him my father?"
That sure shut everybody up.
JK! I don't own a monkey... yet. xD
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