Chiron looked at me, frowning.
"Thanks, Apollo." I smiled at apollo. He winked at me.
"anytime, kid." He grinned, then walked to his cabin, probably to see his kids.
"so, Chiron, how much trouble am I in?" I asked quietly. He gave me a stern look.
"big house." he sighed and began to wheel himself to the big house, since he was in his chair. I heard someone yell something at me and turned, it was Castor. I gave him a 'later' look and continued to walk to the big house. Mr D and this leapod named Simon, I think, both glared at me, their eyes both cold
"steph." Mr D snarled, as did the leapod, simon. I sat next to him, taking his diet coke off him and taking a large sip. Mr D glared at me but got a new coke, mumbling under his breath 'stupid mortal' or something along those lines. I rolled my eyes but finished the coke. Mr D mumbled a Greek curse under his breath. I rolled my eyes again, frowning. They explained to me everything and that I was grounded. I rolled my eyes and walked to the Hermes cabin, to my bunk. I lay on the bed, sighing. This ought to be terrible.
The next few days was terrible, I kept getting nightmares. They scared me a lot. I kept seeing Luke, talking to a golden coffin. But then I saw Percy and Annabeth and Grover in danger. I was scared, though I told no one about it. I had learnt how dangerous dreams could be for demigods, the hard way. I sat at breakfast, wearing a pair of shorts, boots, and my half camp blood shirt. I gazed at my black pudding, toast and egg, not even eating it. I was drinking monster, that filled me up, and some people said I was thinner since the quest. So, they must be worried.
"You okay, Peri?" I heard someone ask, it was Beckendorf. I sighed but nodded.
"Rough few nights." I mumbled. He nodded and walked me out.
"What in the name of the gods was you eating?" He questioned. I shrugged.
"Breakfast." I replied. "Black pudding. It's sorta an enquired taste." I added. He chuckled.
"I'll take your word. So, anything off the guys?" He asked. I shook my head.
"No, but no ones dead, not even Tyson. Though they think he is, I'm not sure about Grover, it's hard to tell." I sighed, I wasn't going to say a word about my dreams.
"So, I heard about what happened with you and Luke. Though luck." He said. I sighed.
"It's fine. He just wanted power more, I guess." I replied and looked down. Beckendorf nodded. We both weren't good with people. I guess that's because, for me, my dad was thrown off Olympus and became bitter, so we kind of are, we being children of hades. And Beckendorf, he was better with machines. Though, I think he had a soft side for a certain child of Aphrodite.
Declaimer- I only own Persephone.
Does everyone like? I had writers block -.-. I'm thinking of co-writing the rest with my friend.