T J led me to the Poseidon cabin but gave me a tour of the camp. It is so amazing I can't even explain it. We got to the Poseidon cabin but then before i knew it, was time for dinner. I sat next to T J eating steak. Our conversation as siblings didn't go well.
"So, how long have you been here?" I asked him.
"Couple years"
"Cool."
"So, how's being a demigod."
"Demigod? I thought I was a Quinzly."
"Huh?"
"I better go talk to Matthew."
"You better talk to Chiron."
"Fine, T J"
I went to Chiron and found out that Quinzlies were just a coverup for demigods. "You never know if people are going to back to where they came from somehow and told them about demigods. There is no such thing as a Quinzly. Sometimes demigods end up somewhere other than Camp Half-Blood and Matthew's job is to bring them here." Chiron said. "Make sense?" "No." Then I walked off.
After that, almost everyone left except for a couple of people. The rest of us sat around the campfire. "Okay," I said "what are all of your names?"
"Annika"
"Ivery"
"Joseph"
"Rachael"
"I am also Rachael. I'm the oracle here. You can call me Rachael R and the other Rachael E."
"I am Jonah."
"Storch"
"Lavender"
"I know you T J." I said. "My bro!" I punched him awkwardly.
"Lieyla, you really are my sister, above your head!" Sure enough, there was a glowing blue trident above my head.
"I guess this is home."
YOU ARE READING
Torn Apart
FantasyAn Average girl sits on her porch swing on her house in the country thinking of stories. But right then, and right there, her life has forever changed.