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~ The Gothic Weirdo ~

~ The Gothic Weirdo ~

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"They're saying he killed a minotaur" whispered a soft voice "Clarisse says it's a lie, I believe her" whispered back a scratchy voice "Could you two buffoons shut up" exclaimed another her voice laced with such authority that the two girls immediately shut their mouths. Three girls sat on the steps of cabin 2; Quinn Thomas daughter of Athena, April Cano daughter of Aphrodite, and Imperiatheia Aaron daughter of Hera. They were hardly friends perhaps more frienemies, each holding a peculiar status of popularity.


"Why does it matter who's lying? he's just some noodle-armed boy with seaweed for a brain. He'll be forgotten in a week" Theia glared daggers at the new boy, who emerged from Hermes cabin, but his eyes caught hers and she noticed they were blue and filled with deadly curiosity. "I guess you're right Theia, he's just a nobody" Theia sucked in a breath of annoyance before smirking "I'm always right" She shot one last glare at the staring boy before shifting her eyes away. "Whose that?" Asked Percy as he subtly gestured to the girl sitting on the top of a fancy cabins steps "And why does it look like she wants to kill me" Luke laughed as he draped his arm around the boy "That's just how she says hello, Imperiatheia Aaron the only child of Hera to exist" Percy's eyes widened in interest as his eyes trailed back to her, she was looking away from him and speaking to one of the girls with her. He took note of how long her name was, it caused you to take a breath of air as you finished "The greatest bitch around, don't expect anything from her, she doesn't do friends" Luke then continued to walk, lightly pushing Percy away from the girl. "Are the girls sitting with her, not her friends?" asked Percy confused "More like minions" laughed Chris, leaving Percy to furrow his brows in confusion and wonder. 

Imperiatheia watched as the boys from Hermes cabin walked out of sight, most likely going to show the new boy around. "Girls, I have an idea..." Smirked the brunette, the two girls turned to her curiously, April's eyes held a certain sparkle, her lips slightly flickering up while Quinn's face turned two shades whiter. Imperiatheia rose from her step and descended down in search of a certain camper.













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