ೃ⁀➷ ┃ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 - percy jackson 彡
❝ Okay 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔, what do you suggest now, huh? ❞
❝ Wow 𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒎, that's original kelp head. ❞
╰┈➤ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ in which the aphrodite daughter, Iris Elliott and friends have to hel...
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 behind the dining pavilion as the campers came up from their cabins to have dinner. The light came through the openings which illuminated the dimly lit pavilion. Iris and Annabeth were still pretty shaken up as Annabeth walked off to the Athena table that was a little bit further away down the rows of tables, muttering a 'see you later' to Iris and a nod to the others.
Annabeth wasn't the oldest, but she'd been at camp more summers like Iris than just about anybody. You could tell that by looking at her camp necklace—one bead for every summer, and Annabeth had six just like Iris. No one questioned them right to lead the line.
Next came Clarisse, leading the Ares cabin as always, Percy couldn't understand how Iris could be friends with her. She had one arm in a sling and a nasty-looking gash on her cheek, but otherwise her encounter with the bronze bulls didn't seem to have fazed her.
After the Ares kids came the Hephaestus cabin—six guys led by Charles Beckendorf, a big fifteen-year-old African American kid. He had hands the size of catchers' mitts and a face that was hard and squinty from looking into a blacksmith's forge all day. He was nice enough once you got to know him, but no one ever called him Charlie or Chuck or Charles except Iris, she called him Chaz but he didn't bother to tell her off though he would tell anybody who tried to call him that, Percy swore she could get away with anything.
The Aphrodite table was where Iris always sat with the table full of perfectly combed hair and perfectly straightened clothes, it annoyed Percy how much Iris was perfect at everything, she always seemed to get away with anything and everything. Their leader was Silena Beauregard, she wasn't the strictest leader out of all the others, she was pretty chill. Percy had seen her walking a lot with Iris a few times while training.
The other cabins filed in: Demeter, Apollo, Dionysus. Naiads came up from the canoe lake and Dryads melted out of the trees. From the meadow came a dozen satyrs and after the satyrs filed in to dinner, the Hermes cabin brought up the rear. They were always the biggest cabin. Last summer, it had been led by Luke, the guy who'd fought with Thalia and Annabeth on top of Half-Blood Hill.
