𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀, percy jackson!

𝐈𝐈. adira is concerned for the newbies health

──★ Chapter two

"Gods, how much can a person drool..."

Adira muttered, glancing at the boy sprawled on the infirmary bed beside her. He apparently killed a Minotaur the night before, which was baffling her. This boy? This messy, weird kid killed a big, scary Minotaur? Right.

Chiron asked her and Annabeth, if they were willing to nurse him back to health, and Annabeth obviously said yes. Adira wasn't very happy about that.

His hair was still a jet black mess but now, with a better look at him, she noticed his skin was tan, like a deep beach tan. She didn't want to admit it, but he was kind of cute? Kind of, okay?

Shaking off those thoughts, she asked, "Are we sure this is the boy who killed a freaking Minotaur? This one?" She turned, raising an eyebrow at Annabeth, who stood beside her while Adira sat in a chair.

The blonde-haired girl stared at the boy, her brows furrowed and lips pressed into a thin line. She looked deep in thought. "Yes, obviously." she stated firmly.

Adira turned back to him, leaning forward to wipe the drool from his mouth.

As soon as she touched him, his eyes fluttered open, revealing the prettiest sea-green color she has ever seen. They were the perfect blend of blue and green, like the depths of a tropical ocean, shimmering with hints of blue, almost as if they held secrets of the sea within them.

The boy made some odd noises, and Adira glanced at him, unimpressed.

"Doesn't sound very Minotaur-slaying to me."

"Yeah, well, let's hope he's more impressive than he looks," Annabeth replied, a touch of skepticism in her voice.

"Maybe he drowned the minotaur in his drool?" Adira speculated, her tone laced with a mix of sarcasm and seriousness.

Annabeth chuckled, but then the boy interrupted them and slurred something they couldn't make out.

Annabeth leaned forward, her eyes sharp with curiosity. "What will happen at the summer solstice?" she asked, her sudden intensity startling him.

The boy managed to croak a single "What?" His brows furrowed as his eyes darted between Adira and Annabeth, clearly not knowing where he is or what is happening.

"You—" Adira snapped her fingers in front of his face, her frustration evident. Their eyes locked, and she saw the flicker of confusion in his exhausted gaze. "What was stolen? Do you know anything?"

Annabeth looked around, as if afraid someone would overhear.

"I'm sorry", the boy mumbled, "I don't..."

The girls suddenly heard a knock on the door and Annabeth quickly filled his mouth with ambrosia, and he fell unconscious again.

Adira really hoped he wasn't as clueless as he looked.

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Percy Jackson. That was the name of their newest camper.

Adira and Annabeth hadn't met him properly, considering he was half conscious when they were taking care of him. The brunette wasn't eager to meet him; instead, she was driven by curiosity. She wanted to know who exactly was invading her dreams, leaving her tired and grumpy in the morning. That's why she and Annabeth were on their way to the big house, where Chiron and -hopefully- the new kid were already waiting.