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GODS!
Who knew helping Apollo kids make bracelets could be so tiring.
After about thirty minutes one of the older Apollo kids took over. Not fond of the idea of the daughter of death being around the younger kids, thinking I would fill their minds with crap and scare them.
As I walked towards Hades cabin giggles could be heard, looking to my left I see a group of campers laughing as they stared at me. Staring right back at them I glared, not looking where I was going I knocked shoulders with someone.
"Watch where you're going witch!" A girl with dirty blonde hair scoffed sneering at me as well as two girls at her side.
Karla, daughter of Are's and her annoying sisters.
"Right back at you." I said rolling my eyes.
"You're the one who wasn't looking where you were going." Karla said annoyingly.
"Karla!" A voice yelled.
Looking over Clarisse stood there off to the side with her arms crossed. "Aren't you girls supposed to be training." Clarisse said giving Karla a scolding look.
Karla let out an annoyed huff before turning back and looking me up and down. Giving up Karla stomped past Clarisse like a toddler having a tantrum, her sisters following right after her.
After Karla left, Clarisse turned to me and gave me an apologetic look.
Giving her a tight smile, I turned walking down the path to my cabin door. As I entered I let out a tired breath looking around my messy cabin, I ran a hand through my short brown curls and shut the door behind me.
Dragging my feet towards my bed I took out all my knives along with my necklace and set them down on my desk, not wanting to be stabbed to death if I were to go to sleep.
Stepping on something I looked down noticing the book I had dropped this morning, I crouched down going to pick it up but stopped as something caught my eye. A average sized box labeled 'forget' stuck out from under my bed, a box made by seven year old Leia filled with things I wanted to forget.
I grabbed the box completely forgetting about the book before sitting down on the bed and setting the box in front of me. Opening the box carefully the first thing I found was a photo of Luke, Annabeth, Thalia, and me. The photo brought a smile on my face before fading as I put down the picture and grasped a wrapped present that was never opened, I couldn't even recall who I got it from and it didn't even have a label or note on it. Curiosity got the best of me as I ripped the wrapping off and opened yet another box, I saw what looked like a quilted vest as well as straps meant to go on my arms and legs. I noticed little pockets as if my knives were supposed to go in them.
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Face the Tides | Percy Jackson
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