One time, at Sports Authority, I was buying a gator shirt. The cashier told me that he liked my shirt and that it would be even better if I had the hat to go with it. I was thinking "Is this guy for real? Is he trying to get me to get a gator hat too?"
Then, I looked down at my shirt to see that I was wearing my Camp Half-Blood shirt and it all made sense.
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Problems of a Teenage Demigod
FanfictionRandom thoughts, ideas, and moments of me, a teenage demigod.
