PERRI'S POV
As I walked with Percy to the Hermes Cabin, I felt tons of stares and heard tons of whispers.
"Bro, she's here,"
"She's so hot!"
" I hope she's old enough for me,"
" Percy? Why are they staring?" I ask my brother.
" Oh, it's me. Apparently, I'm famous."
I clap sarcastically, "No duh, Sherlock," my voice dripping in sarcasm.
______________________Time skip brought to you by Kronos- When class goes on forever; blame him!________________
The Hermes Cabin all filed into the Pavilion and made their way to the Hermes table, me at the end. I grabbed a plate.
" Ummm... blue gnocchi?" my plate fills with my favourite dish EVER. I see Percy go and scrape some of his food into fire. I guess this is burnt sacrifices to the gods, so I walk over to the closest fire and wait the line. When it's my turn, I scrape some of my meal and mutter a small prayer 'Please dad, whoever you are, claim me'. I walk back to the Hermes table.
When I finish my gnocchi, I notice a pale boy probably a little bit older than me sitting with Hazel wearing all black and eating a pomegranate.
Connor, one of the head counsellors of the Hermes Cabin notices my staring, "That's Nico di Angelo. He isn't interested in anybody, so don't even go there. You'll end up humiliating yourself."
I nod, not paying attention to Connor and kept on staring at Nico," Yeah, wasn't thinking of it."
I turned around to socialise with the other people on my table, not even noticing that Nico was staring right at me...
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FanficPerri Jackson was the youngest Jackson.At thirteen years old, she finally comes to Camp, discovers her lineage, and someone else...
