In the darkness, one finds light. (Solangelo)

The responsibility falls to counselor of cabin seven.

I just finished BOO! I read Percy Jackson and the Olympians when I was in 6th grade, and a month ago I came back to America and found out he released a spin off! I was so surprised when Nico admitted he was gay, but happy because I love seeing LGBTQA+ represented in things like this, especially something that was so close to my childhood. I was happy because, I am a gay girl, and it made me feel more accepted. Enjoy guys! These chapters will release daily or semi-daily if I get backed up.

Close this book right now, reader. Because I'm not going to live up to your expectations. Let's be real. I inherited cabin seven out of sheer seniority. My oldest brother, Aaron, left Camp Half-Blood, and marched his demigod ass straight to Camp Jupiter, and enrolled in 'University of Olympus' as did many other of our older campers. All leaving to pursue their dream of having a sense of normalcy that they might find in a college student life.

"Take care of things around here, Will." He had said."I'm leaving her to you." He patted the large cabin like she was an old friend, and he was forced to leave her behind. The funny thing was, the cabin wasn't a friend, and nobody was forcing him to leave. If you are sensing a bit of hostility in my voice regarding my brother leaving than you have keen senses, friend. I huffed at my brothers 'wise' words, and crossed my arms. I didn't want him to leave, but I certainly didn't want his hand me down counselor position. Looking out over the water towards Poseidon's cabin I think briefly of how easy Percy had it not having to look after 12 plus siblings, or make sure everybody was in their bunks by lights out, and all the kids were up for breakfast. It was a hard job, being the oldest.

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"Sarah, pick up those playing cards. Noah, make your bed, Jean, stop pounding on the bathroom door!" I yelled to all my siblings as I tried to navigate my way through morning routine. I had been head counselor for two weeks now, and mornings still haven't gotten any easier. Jean turned to me in frustration, her towel slung over her shoulder, and her long blonde hair held up in a loose bun with her shower headband.

"Quinn won't get out of the shower! She has already used up all her time!" Jean argued.

"Quinn get out of the shower!" I yelled, hitting the door with my fist.

"Jean is lying! I've only been in here for five minutes!" Quinn's voice came through the oak door. I groaned and ran my hands through my hair in frustration.

"If you two can't work out your shower problems I'm taking it away from both of you!" Jean gasped in front of me. "For a week!" I emphasized. Jean grumbled, and went to her bunk to retrieve clean clothes.

"Five minutes everybody!" I shouted and took the time to walk to my bed trunk, and fish out a clean pair of khaki shorts, and an orange t-shirt that sported my camp logo.

One of the few privileges that came with being cabin counselor was that you got a sweet ass bed. Most of the beds in our cabin were small twin sized beds that stacked upon one another to save space. However, the head counselor got the only queen sized bed in the cabin, along with their own closet, and bed trunk. No sharing required.

Once I was fresh clothes I walked toward the front door. My thirteen younger siblings were lined up in a hardly legible line at the front door. The entry way was a mess with loud voices, complaints of hunger, and laughter at terrible jokes.

"Single file line, guys. Let's do this." I said taking my place at the beginning of the line, and leading my siblings out the door, across the green, and toward the pavilion for breakfast.

While I was catching my breath and was realigning my sanity from the morning antics I watched Nico Di Angelo throw his cabin door open and stumble out onto the porch.