Chapter 5 Bippity Boppity Blargh

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I had trouble remembering what happened last night. All I could remember was me creating a cabin by moving the earth, which was... pretty cool.

I had some campers help me furnish the new rock cabin [ well the campers that didn't cast me dirty glances....] My  memory was completely zonked out. I swore that we turned this into Camp Half Blood on Broadway and started singing Bippity Boppity Boo. Weird.

I looked in the mirror the Aphrodite cabin insisted on giving me. It was enchanted to give me fashion advice.

Quit slouching! Brush your hair! Omg are you seriously not going to give yourself a mani-pedi? I might be a mirror, but I could smell your breath if you were in Rome!!!!

The mirror, who deserved a good punch in the glass, screeched these "helpful" tips at the top of her non existent lungs each morning.

"Shut up."

Fine but at least do something about your hair, good Lord!

" Blargh!" I stuck my tongue out at my sassy mirror demon thingy and walked into my bathroom. At least I don't have to put up with any other annoying campers, but it did get quite lonely in here.

After I was done brushing my hair, I got dressed. Then I started my way to the mess hall. As soon as I arrived, all the talking stopped. All at once, everyone spoke in soft whispers, no doubt they were talking about me. I sat down in my normal place,my under the tree.

My friends worried about me being alone by myself, but I insisted I was okay.

"Well hello there."

I jumped at the sudden voice above me. I slowly looked up and smiled.

"What are you doing here?"

Leo Valdez, bad boy supreme he says, slid down next to me. My heart did slight back flips as our shoulders touched, but  I kept my cool.

"Aren't you normally in the machine shop?"

"I am, but I just wanted to say hi to my friend."

He pulled out a burrito from his back pocket and started eating it.

"Um..."

I glanced at the burrito and then at him, wondering if he was serious. Wait, was he ever serious? Leo seemed to finally get my message, because he said, "Oh where are my manners? Would you like some?"

He held out the burrito like it was a sacrifice.

"IIIII'mmmmmm good."

[This conversation is getting nowhere....think of something to say!!!]

Leo opened his mouth to speak, but instead blue pizza filled his mouth.

"Haa haaa I got you bro!!!"

Jason and Percy were standing under the tree, armed with food like grenades.

Another food item sailed through the air, gusts of Jason's wind guiding it to its targets. This time, it aimed for me.

"Look out!"

It was too late. The pizza slice slapped against my face, slowly sliding downward.

"Oh, it is ON!!!!! FOOD FIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I felt like an Ares kid, dodging and jumping, yelling and craving the taste of a food fight victory. I felt great. Everyone seemed distracted with the fight nobody was worried about me. I teamed up with Coach Hedge, the perfect battle companion.

"KILL! MAIM! DESTROY!"

The stout satyr baaed and pelted kids with blobs of mystery meat. Ewwwwww.

Eventually, everyone grew weary of the battle and headed to their cabins to wash off.

"I hugged Coach Hedge and said, "This must be the best day ever!."

"I wouldn't be to sure about that kid. Look."

Sure enough, a very angry group of adults walked in my direction, actually, they were floating.

"Oh my gods." 

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