Chapter 4 (the meeting of X)

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Gong! Gong! Gong!
I stare at Chiron. Why should I visit all the other demigods? They don't have my answers. Except for this Percy dude.
"The other campers are coming to dinner. You must join me." Chiron tells me.
"Do they know any useful information for me?"
"They are demigods, X, maybe they had a dream. Or maybe a god will visit. Who knows?"
"Certainly not me" I mutter frustratedly as I follow Chiron out of his 'office'. As I leave I hear a soft roar.
"Do not mind Seymour" Chiron calls over his shoulder "Ella will take care of him."
I want to ask him what Seymour is, who is Ella, what am I even doing here. The words get stuck in my mouth as I try to find a good beginning.
"So your a centaur?" I ask. Maybe that's not a good starter...
"Yes, son of Kronos, trainer of heroes. Here we are." Chiron trots to the centre of what appears to be a deck. Dozens of picnic tables litter around him, full of kids in orange and purple shirts. I spot another few on the grass where teenagers laugh and punch each other playfully. Which one could hold Percy?
"Attention all" Chiron beckons. All the kids stop at once except for a few giggly girls in pink.
"If you recall, a few days ago, we had the shock of finding a demigod crumpled on he side, presumed dead." He points to me "This is the demigod"
I hear a murmur run through the crowd as I address the "My name is X. I hand no memory of my old life except for one name. Percy Jackson."
Another murmur spreads through the crowd, much bigger than last time.
I look at Chiron in embarrassment "What do I do" I mouth.
He nods and points discretely toward a table with a mix of orange and purple shirts. Does that mean anything?
I walk over trying ignore the points and stares.
"Sit" I say to myself in my head. So I do.
An awkward silence falls on the group. They all look about 17 which I hope is the age I am so it wouldn't be anymore weird.
"Welcome to Camp HalfBlood, X" A girl states cheerfully. She had thin, straight hair, put up in a braid. She wears an orange shirt. " My name's Piper, daughter of Aphrodite, goddess of love."
"Hi" I stammer. Nothing makes sense. Why is there a goddess of love when there appears to be no goddess of giving memories.
Piper goes on "This is Jason, my boyfriend" she says pointing to a tall muscular blonde kid in a purple shirt. He smiles.
"This is Hazel" she points to a dark skinned girl with with frizzy brown hair and a purple shirt. She nods.
"This is Frank" she points to a large, extremely tall Asian with a purple shirt.
"This is Annabeth" she points to a tall blonde girl with grey, knowing eyes.
"And this is-" she points to a tall, black haired guy with sea green eyes. Before she even speaks, I know. Somehow I do.
"Percy Jackson"

Oh what a great end to the chapter: her finding out who Percy is. Hmmmm, I wonder how Percy will react. Maybe he knows her. Guess you'll have to find out in the next chapter. Mwwwaaahahahahaaaa!
Peace, love, science
Addy

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