Well, if anyone else is out there, here's the next chapter to the story. Whoever reads it, enjoy.
Michael walks out his cabin with other children from their cabins to the dining area. The glowing plants light their way and they finally made to the dining pavilion. The dining hall is huge; the Grecian columns frame the pavilion and torches lit the area. Its open space grants a great view for it overlooks sea. Michael sat with the unclaimed table with some friends; he wouldn't dare sit at the table for Cabin 3, not after his claiming. From the corner of his eye, he saw the new girl come in with Bridgette, Aaralynn, and Iren. After everyone is seated, Chiron makes a motion for everyone to become quiet.
"Welcome Children who have arrived to blah-blah-blah, and our old comers," he states sarcastically as he hears some whispers of disapproval. He looks out towards the new girl, Sage as did a few other teens, and Michael starts to hear a few whispers, "who is she, Malcolm", "I think that's the girl, who caused an explosion up in Rhode Island", "Dude, how the heck did she survive", "I don't know. Man". Sage felt her face warm up, but quickly ignored her embarrassment, sadly, Mr. D noticed.
"Alright you reckless worms, you stand up," he shouts
The girl named Sage stood with a slight lean forward, and walked over to the podium where Mr. D was standing. She had to have been twelve or thirteen years old, and about five-three inches tall. She had brownish bronze toned skin. Her chocolate brown hair was in a pom-pom, and two braids hung on the sides of her face. Her eyes were the most shocking; Michael could have sworn that her eyes were dark before, but instead they looked like the color of the sunset, a mixture of brown, orange, warm pink, purple, and gold, but they held bright white flecks. Her nose was littered with freckles, and the little moles marks were located under her eye, under her mouth, and above her eyebrow. Michael had to guess she wasn't American; she had to be born around in Northern Africa, Southern Spain, or possibly Trinidad. He could tell that she was no daughter of Aphrodite, because she wasn't drop dead gorgeous. She was more than just that but which god or goddess could create this radiant black girl standing in front of them. Mr. D smirked at her facial expressions.
"Um, this is April Sun and she got here today. Shockingly, she didn't die because the judges weren't ready for her to go downstairs. Now, everyone say hello and applaud", Mr. D orders with sarcasm.
Sage eyes him up and down, "Humph, that's funny Mr. Awesome McAwesome, you should be a comedian." she mumbles. Mr. D eyes did the fire thing again, but he was took off guard when Karl walked over, stood right next to her, and began to applaud,
"Karl, it was a joke", Michael shouts from his table.
She smirks at Mr. D, and turns to see a flame haired boy smiling and applauding at her. The eyes grabbed her attention, one eye is a blue topaz color and the other is a yellow topaz color. He puts his hand on her shoulder, "Hi! I'm Karl Matthews, and I have to take blue pills for my problems", he informs her as he rips open a bag of skittles, pulls out only red skittles, and eats them.
She stares at him, "Oh how interesting, um, those are red skittles, not pills", she whispers in a state of no emotion.
He shakes his head forcefully, "No, their blue pills", he whispers back in fear.
Karl looks as though he is going to cry. Michael felt bad for the guy, and Sage decided maybe it is best to lie but.
"No, Karl, those aren't pills, but they'll make you healthy", she whispers back thoughtfully.
He grins and gives her a huge hug that could crush a baby's ribs. There are a few snickers but Sage didn't care. Little did Michael know that Sage was going to be his closest friend. Chiron steps in and took the speaker form Mr. D,
"Um by the way, her name is not April Sun, her name is Ariadne Moon", he mentions gravely.
Everyone nods in response but all eyes are on her, and she smiles and just waves at them like it was no deal.
"Nah, call me Sage", she states in a small Spanish accent.
"OMG, she's Hispanic", a girl screams with glee.
"Well, like usual after this is the camp fire tradition, but I must inform you all that tomorrow is the capture the flag game, and we will be careful with the newcomers. Now everyone please eat and be merry", he states
Everyone gets up to fill their plates with different types of food such as hamburgers, prime steak, pizza, and burritos. They call it, Barbeque. Michael grabs a hamburger with lettuce, tomatoes, and red onions, and fries. Sage looks at him as she grabbed a burritos, and taco chips, he tries so hard not to notice her, but turns to look at her, and she smiles, "Um, Michael, Iren where are the drinks", she whispers.
Holy crap, she knew his name already, but before he could explain, Iren looks up and suddenly his face convulses with worry."Oh, I'm sorry, uh close your eyes, imagine a drink and it pops up into your cup like a cherry", he explains.
She stares at them in confusion. He thinks she has a "gutter" moment. Someone touches both their shoulders, they turn to see a girl with long black hair, light toffee skin, and had dark brownish pink eyes, Amber.
"Uh duh, these are magic goblets. It's like a voice command like a cell phone. You say what drink you want and poof it's there, but no martinis, no vodka tonics, Crimson tides, Bloody Julius Caesars or Samuel Adams, sweetheart", she explains as she grabs their shoulders with affection.
Michael felt a little awkward; he still had no idea who this girl is. She was very nice though. Iren started to laugh.
"Red, may I call you Red, this is Corina Makris, but we all call her, Amber and she's a bit of a hard person", Iren introduces her with quotation fingers.
Sayers gulps down his taco, "Basically, she's a bitch in a sense", he explains.
Michael tried so hard not to laugh when he saw Amber's reaction. Sage already knew what that meant, and shakes Amber's hand.
"Sayers, tomorrow, I'm gonna kick your small insignificant flat black ass with the back of my steel fan", Amber threatens.
Sayers just smiles and continues to eat some more of his taco as Bridgette playfully punches him.
"Hello, I'm Sage" she shouts with enthusiasm.
Suddenly a jumbo sized cup of SlushO appears, and it had orange, purple, and red flavors at the top.
"Ooh, what's that," Amber asks, she still had her hand on Michael's shoulder. He still felt very uncomfortable. How old was she? 20…
"A Crimson tide, but soft, and also a Shirley temple, soft, my caretaker makes it all the time for my brother and I, when we go to his house", she replies.
Michael stares at her, Amber looks excites, "Wow, Michael your muscles are very tense", she flirts.
"…okay", Michael replies and stares at Iren, but he was still busy laughing his butt off,
"So, how long have you've been here", Sage asks Michael.
Michael felt pained, but he gained the courage to speak to her.
"I've been here for a year, and I'm the son of Poseidon. Uh, I sit here because I'm on strike", he whispers.
Sage chuckles and looks away, "Sage, um who's your parent", he asks.
Sage looks down and smiles, "I haven't the slightest clue" she replies.
Michael has a feeling in his gut; she looks like she knows exactly who her father is.
Everyone starts to walk over to the pavilion fire, and empty half their foods in the fire. Michael couldn't understand why they were doing that, what has his father done for him.
"Um, Carl, why are they putting their food in that", Sage asks curiously.
Carl keeps pulling out his red skittles and eating them, "They are offering their food to the high people of Mordor, those like Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimili", he explains.
"That's absolutely barbaric, daddy dearest wants my burger", Michael mumble, but notices Carl's comment. "Wait a minute did you just say Aragorn, like Aragorn, Lord of the Rings, Aragorn".
Thunder rolls ahead dramatically, and lightning flashes. Everyone looks up in confusion. Yerik shook his head in realization, "Carl, what did you do?" he demands.
"Shut Up, Captain America. You always think that you control everything", Amber shouts back.
"Where did that come from, Amber", Bridgette asks sarcastically.
Chiron walks or gallops to our table, "Carl, what have I told you about disobeying the gods", he shouts at him. Carl looks scared and was about to crawl under the table,
"Sir, he was just making a joke, and it was me anyway. I questioned why we were giving them our food. Are they even going to answer our prayers, I mean, come on", Michael shouts over the voices of the campers. It got everyone's attention.
The Coach paces in front of him, and kneels so they could see eye to eye, "Michael, I've seen and talked to many heroes, but I've never met one who shows no respect for them in the beginning", he states with the evil glare.
Everyone starts to feel uncomfortable. Sage frowned, there was something about this guy, she didn't like. Sayers had his friend's back
"Sir, with all you respect, this guy would be great all on his own. And if, Michael thinks he should put a detonator in there, that's his opinion" he states.
Everything becomes dead silence. Michael looked stunned, Sayers had his back, he won that round, but as (we) all know teachers don't like being pawned or mauled by the student.
"Boy, I'll set you on fire", the Coach shouts back
"Ooo kinky, you kiss you mother with that mouth", Sage remarks.
"Ariadne, stop it or you'll be dead and gone before the amber alert goes out", he shouts.
"Hit me, I dare you. Touch me and your nightly fornications will be over", she mumbles loud enough for some people to hear.
A whole bunch of steroid-looking kids start snicker, and the popular-looking kids start to whisper at one another. Sayers stood,
"You wanna go right now, let's go", he shouts.
Karl stood up as well, but he made the wrong argument,
"Yeah, you stop treating us like Pedo-candy, you pedophile", he shouts with courage.
Everyone stared at Karl, even some nymphs, Sage's face convulses with mirth, Michael face was red as a tomato, and Sayers keeping it cool attitude, became keeping it "Oh Shit" attitude. It were times like these when you felt bad for the victim, the Coach looked so pissed, his eyes were huge, and his goat hairs were standing up.
Mr. D looks well entertained, but quickly becomes bored, "Okay, that's it, Mark, Kale, and Santo, big house, ASAP" he states sarcastically.