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— ᵉᵖⁱˢᵒᵈᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ — chapter one, percy jackson wasn't special
CALLIOPE HAD SEEN KIDS COME TO CAMP IN WEIRD WAYS, but most of the time they didn't look nearly as bad as the one she was looking at then.
By the end of summer, it would mark her fourth year at camp half-blood—fourth bead on the string that sat itself around her neck. Almost four years since she had last seen her adoptive father.
Staring at the boy that lay on the ground in front of her, multiple things rushed through her mind. On her arrival, she had passed out from both fear and exhaustion, only in the infirmary a few hours until she was woken by chattering in the room, met by a satyr and a centaur. The satyr soon left, saying somebody named Grover was needing to talk to him—but Chiron, the centaur, stayed to explain more of her situation.
There were multiple other kids from camp with her, all from different godly parents. Being a kid of Apollo was pretty cool, Calli was a good archer and had many other skills—most she had learnt from Luke and Annabeth but she liked to thank her godly DNA for some of it. Of course, it also had some flaws. One of them being that in total she had about four friends, people weren't huge fans of cabin seven. She wasn't sure if it was their dad, or if it was simply because the majority of the kids were weirdos.
"D'you think he's dead?" Calli turned to the boy beside her, staring up at him with furrowed eyebrows. Oscar kept his eyes on the slightly dazed Percy Jackson, who's eyes squinted as he tried his best not to fall back from the position his arms held him in. The older boy was a son of Hermes, one of the small amount of Calli's friends.
A girl on the other side of Oscar, Kia Rudolph, held the same expression as Calli. "He's clearly breathing, you dumbass," her soft voice spoke, quieter than the chatter that surrounded them.
Kia was a daughter of Aphrodite, she had arrived at camp when she was thirteen. The young girl proved herself three weeks after arrival, her mother's rite of passage coming to her with ease after she met the Hermes boy beside her. For Oscar, that was a heartbreak like no other. He was still friends with her, even after the horrible, embarrassing, awkward, life-taking rejection. They just passed all of the horrible, embarrassing, awkward feelings to Calli whenever hanging out.
"Welcome to camp, Percy Jackson." Chiron announced as everybody moved back, allowing the centaur to be in eyesight of the twelve year old boy. "We've been expecting you."
