Earthshaker (Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

The Hot Chick Magnet and the Hot, Chick Magnet Driver

If you think that after you had just saved camp from a really, really big threat such as a really, really big hell-hound is that you would finally receive VIP treatment from the people who'd often treated you like you were always so different from everybody, well, the answer is no. It's not gonna happen.

So here's what you've missed on The Dangerous and Incredibly Wild Life of Diana Jackson; I had saved camp from a really large wild beast but in order to do so I almost destroyed it by using a power that even my dad had only done once and almost died for it in which I, myself, almost died too. And now half the population that are inhabiting the said camp hates me because apparently I have interrupted the best and probably the only time that heroes from Camp Half-Blood will ever defeat Artemis' hunters in a game of Capture the Flag.
Well isn't that just wonderful?

"Come on, it's not that bad," Luke pleaded, as he stood by the door-frame of our cabin and about to go out.
"Oh yeah, it's not bad. Because it's the worst!" I mutter lazily as I flip through the pages of some previous edition magazine about Marine Biology.

Hold up, why does Dad keep stuff like this? It's boring.

"Seriously, Diana? It's been a week. Everyone's forgotten about it," he said sounding annoyed.

He's talking about the damage that I had done a week ago, with the hellhound thing, that gave Camp Half-Blood a ten-million-dollar worth of repairs. The amount of drachmas for the materials from Olympus isn't even covered in there yet.

"Yes, I'm sure everyone's forgotten about it," I answered sarcastically.

Damn uncle Will not telling me the truth a week ago. He said that the camp was spared, and it only needed a little fixing and that the gods have helped in restoring it.

IT WAS ALL A LIE. To make me feel better. Let me tell you, no, I am not feeling better.

"Urgh, Diana! Come on. Stop hiding in here. What happened to that brave girl who rebelliously snuck out of camp and defeated a ton of monsters and came back and stood up to Mom?"

"That wasn't brave, that was stupid." I rolled my eyes. I put the magazine down and kicked my blanket off. It's getting really hot today.

"True. But the point is-" he groaned and kicked the floor. "You get my point! I thought you didn't care what people thought about you?"

"I don't." I muttered. Luke was scratching his hair furiously and scowling at me.

"Well then, why won't you come out? Get some sunlight, participate in the camp activities!"

Luke had been trying to get me to come out of the cabin. I was trying so hard to take meals after everyone else was done and I'd been avoiding all my activities and some training. I just didn't want to try and explain myself to every backwards stare or the voices behind my back. It was annoying.
My parents would've had a say in my actions, if only they weren't busy with trying to restore camp. Mom was obviously in the architecture, she's managing the building of this new part of the camp within the forest. Dad, I'm not really sure what he's up to, but he's also really busy. So Luke gets the full-time work on me.

"Diana, I swear no one cares if you wrecked camp. We understand what happened. Besides, everyone else is looking for you and they're all worried you've gone chicken," Luke explained.

"That's funny, since no one has ever tried looking for me in this cabin. I'm sure everyone is perfectly aware that this is my cabin." I answered. "And no, I have not transformed into a chicken yet, thanks."

Luke closed his eyes and for a second I thought he was gonna shout at me.
He sighed and wiped his face.

"Fine."