Leo - Third Wheel

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As Calypso went with Chiron, unknowing of his master plan to ruin her eardrums for life, I followed Percy and Annabeth to Zeus' cabin. It had felt like two months, but had been four whole years. Camp didn't look all that different, which was a relief. After I saw the way everyone had reacted to my living state, I regretted not coming to camp right away. I had needed some time to sort myself out, but that really only took a week.

Percy and Annabeth kissed. "All that time mourning him, and the whole time, he's alive," Annabeth breathed.

"He's right here," I whispered in Percy's ear. I had been walking a few feet behind the couple in order to marvel at the camp and keep my sanity (that much kissing and hugging can be too much for someone who has been single up until two months ago) but when I heard them talking about me, I snuck up behind him.

"Bro," Percy laughed in his funky New York accent as we neared the cabin. Well, it wasn't really a cabin- it was more like a mansion.

We walked in the front door. In my head, I ran through all the things I could say. I'm alive. Sup. Real smooth, Leo. I considered using the brass eagle door knocker, but instead I just barged in.

There was the giant statue of Hippie Zeus and the white pillars. "I can see why she prefers the Artemis cabin," I whispered. I don't really know why. This cabin was very intimidating. It just felt like a church or something, like where me and my mom used to go to. She would shush me if I tried to say anything other than 'Amen.'

"Shhh, Leo," she would say. "In church, we are quiet and we listen. Escucha, niño." Then she would run my hair and hug me on the small wooden pew.

Ok, Leo. Stop remembering.

"She usually hangs out in this little area over here," Annabeth whispered. I guess it wasn't only me who felt like this place was an intimidating temple.

We turned to corner to see a pale girl with short, jagged black hair with a silver circlet and a black leather jacket pressed up against a regal looking girl with dark skin and hair, wearing a white and purple toga-ish thing.

"Reyna? Thalia?"

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