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[F/n]- first name
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[F/n's POV]
Word of the bathroom incident had spread immediately. Wherever we went, campers pointed at Percy and murmured something about toilet water. Or maybe they were just staring at Annabeth and I, who were still pretty much dripping wet.
She showed Percy a few more places: the metal shop (where kids were forging their own swords), the arts-and-crafts room (where satyrs were sandblasting a giant marble statue of a goat-man), and the climbing wall, which actually consisted of two facing walls that shook violently, dropped boulders, sprayed lava, and clashed together if you didn't get to the top fast enough.
Finally we returned to the canoeing lake, where the trail led back to the cabins.
"I've got training to do," Annabeth said flatly. "Dinner's at seven-thirty. Just follow your cabin to the mess hall."
"Annabeth, [F/n], I'm sorry about the toilets."
"Whatever."
"Ehh- its fine, though the water is starting to get to me.." I shrugged, grabbing a piece of my hair gagging at the smell.
"It wasn't my fault." Percy stated. Annabeth looked at Percy skeptically.
"You need to talk to the Oracle," Annabeth said.
"Who?"
"Not who. What. The Oracle. I'll ask Chiron." Percy stared into the lake.
At the base of the pier, two teenage girls were sitting cross-legged, about twenty feet below. They wore blue jeans and shimmering green T-shirts, and their brown hair floated loose around their shoulders as minnows darted in and out. They smiled and waved.
Percy waved back.
"Don't encourage them," Annabeth warned. "Naiads are terrible flirts."
"Naiads," He repeated, sounding very overwhelmed. "That's it. I want to go home now."
Annabeth frowned. "Don't you get it, Percy? You are home. This is the only safe place on earth for kids like us."
"You mean, mentally disturbed kids?"
"I mean not human. Not totally human, anyway. Half-human."
"Half-human and half-what?"
"I think you know." Annabeth said hinting at the fact that Percy already knew the answer.
I leaned against the pier railing and looked up at the sky, taking in its beauty as my mind slowly drifted away from the conversation.
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[F/n] sat on a rock next to a boy who was wrapping [F/n]'s arm in bandages. The boy had already cleaned up off the wound (which came along with too much cursing from [F/n]) and was now finishing it up by bandaging it.
"You have to be careful next time, okay? You could've gotten hurt worse.." The boy said as he finished tying up one of the bandages.
"Oh please, can you blame me though? I didn't know there were monsters trying to kill us!!" [F/n] flailed his arms up into the arm.
"[F/n], I told you about them before we left-" He said as he grabbed his friend's injured arm and held it back down.
"I thought you were joking!!" [F/n] looked at the boy with a wordless stare.
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Phiêu lưu[F/ɴ] ᴡᴀꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴀ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴀᴅᴏᴘᴛᴇᴅ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜɴ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ꜰɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴍɪɢᴏᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ, ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴍᴇᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴍʙʀᴀᴄᴇ. ᴀ ʏᴇᴀʀ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ [F/ɴ] ʜᴀꜱ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ɢᴏᴛᴛ...