This Bus is On Fire

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"That doesn't should good." Artemis noted. 

Poseidon nodded his headand muttered, "No it does not."

It didn't take me long to pack. I decided to leave the Minotaur horn in my cabin, which left me only an extra change of clothes and a toothbrush to stuff in a backpack Grover had found for me. The camp store loaned me one hundred dollars in mortal money and twenty golden drachmas. 

"What are drachmas?" Frank asked. 

"Greek currency." Everyonesaid in unison.

These coins were as big as Girl Scout cookies and had images of various Greek gods stamped on one side and the Empire State Building on the other. The ancient mortal drachmas had been silver, Chiron told us, but Olympians never used less than pure gold.

All the Olympians nodded their head matter factly

 Chiron said the coins might come in handy for non-mortal transactions-whatever that meant. He gave Annabeth and me each a canteen of nectar and a Ziploc bag full of ambrosia squares, to be used only in emergencies, if we were seriously hurt. It was god food, Chiron reminded us. It would cure us of almost any injury, but it was lethal to mortals. Too much of it would make a halfblood very, very feverish. An overdose would burn us up, literally. 

Annabeth was bringing her magic Yankees cap, which she told me had been a twelfth-birthday present from her mom. 

"We don't get presents from their parents, you're so lucky Greeks.""Trust us were not."

She carried a book on famous classical architecture, written in Ancient Greek, to read when she got bored, and a long bronze knife, hidden in her shirt sleeve. 

 Grover was able to change to his human disguise at will.  Grover's bright orange backpack was full of different kinds of fruit, like grapes, oranges, and apples to snack on. Wrapped around his neck was a green whip, disguised almost as a thin-layered scarf. 

We waved good-bye to the other campers, took one last look at the strawberry fields, the ocean, and the Big House, then hiked up HalfBlood Hill to the tall pine that used to be Thalia, Daughter of Zeus. 

Thalia sighed, "I was such a famous tree." 

Everyone laughed atThalia, who was also laughing at herself. Although Ariadne, Nico, and Bianca were by far the loudest. They quieted down for a second whenThalia shocked them but before laughing harder.

Chiron was waiting for us in his wheelchair. Next to him stood the surfer dude I'd seen when I was recovering in the sick room. According to Grover, the guy was the camp's head of security. He supposedly had eyes all over his body so he could never be surprised. 

Hera sighed thinking of Argus and how pleased she is on the way heturned out.

Today, though, he was wearing a chauffeur's uniform, so I could only see extra peepers on his hands, face and neck. "This is Argus," Chiron told me. "He will drive you into the city, and, er, well, keep an eye on things." 

"Bad pun Chiron." Leo said. 

All the gods looked confused, "What's apun?" Asked Hades. 

"A pun is... um... you know what you'll find outin the future."

I heard footsteps behind us. Luke came running up the hill, carrying a pair of basketball shoes.

 "Hey!" He panted. "Glad I caught you." 

Annabeth blushed, the way she always did when Luke was around. I seriously need to give that girl tips.

Annabeth blushed again and everyone turned and looked at her. Shegave everyone a scary glare and they all looked away.

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