June 7, 9 pm
Campfire time again. This time, I sacrificed to Athena for the olives. I actually like them. I joined in with the Apollo cabin singing the songs. The flames were about 20 feet high and the color of gold. The campers must have been happy. I looked around for Percy and Annabeth. Annabeth was over by the Athena campers. Percy was nowhere to be seen.
I look in the Poseidon cabin and see him laying in his bed. He was writing in a notebook.
"Percy, are you ok?" I ask. He whips around and shoves the notebook underneath his pillow.
"Ariel, why aren't you at the campfire?"
"I was about to ask you the same thing." I sigh. "It just didn't feel the same without you. What were you writing in that notebook?"
He looks back at his pillow. "A letter."
"To whom?"
"You'll find out."
I head back to the campfire with Percy trailing a few feet behind. I look back and see that he is not there. I stand there for a while and see him come out of the Athena cabin with a sad look on his face.
We get to the fire and it lowers a little. The gold color turns to a bronze. Percy's sour mood did that much impact on the fire.
Everyone is looking around for the source of the bad attitude. I get a few dirty looks from the Hermes cabin, as if they do not like this.
I scoot over to Percy. "Percy, if you are upset about something, you can tell me."
"LIke I said earlier, you will find out why I am upset.
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Chasing Mt. Olympus
FantasiaMy name is Ariel Storm. I'm one of the newest campers at Camp Half Blood. For some reason, the gods are mad. According to Chiron, it's up to Percy, Annabeth, and me to find out why.