The Choice of the Augur {ON HOLD}

Chapter Six: The Duel

Octavian woke up with a jolt and he hit his head on the bunk above him. He saw stars, and blinked a couple of times before his vision cleared.

It was day from what he could tell, and he heard giggling. He turned to see his fellow cabin mates looking at him; still in their pajamas, and some were snapping photos. Octavian felt angry for he didn't understand what they were laughing about, and it was quite rude.

"Why in Jupiter's name are you laughing?" Octavian said angrily. This just made them laugh more.

"What's all the commotion about?" A tired Will said getting out of bed and walking over. When he saw Octavian he snorted.

Octavian glared. "What?"

"Nothing, it's just..." Will was trying to hide a smile, "You might want to look at your hair...and your face...and what you're wearing..."

Octavian looked down at what he was wearing. Instead of his blue t-shirt he went to bed in he was now wearing a shirt that read, "I Love Greeks!" He felt enraged by this. He was Roman for crying out loud!

He quickly rushed to the bathroom to see what else the pranksters had done. He heard his cabin mates burst out laughing as he looked into the mirror.

It was quite terrible. On his left cheek was a drawing in sharpie pen of a dead teddy bear with stuffing coming out, and on the other cheek was a drawn rainbow. On his neck was something written in Greek, Latin and English, all reading the same thing: I love Percy Jackson.

Written across his forehead (It was backwards in the mirror) read one word: Idiot. And his hair...it was dyed orange with a streak of blue and purple.

And last but not least, apparently the artist had drawn a snake across his face using his scar as a part of the drawing.

"WHO IN PLUTO'S NAME DID THIS?!?!" Octavian shouted storming back into the room where his cabin mates were still laughing.

Will tossed Octavian a teddy bear with a note attached to it. It was written in English, so Octavian had to focus to read it strait.

We are master prankers.
Don't mess with our camp.
Signed, C.S. T.S. and some help from R.E.D.

"Who's C.S. T.S. and R.E.D?" Octavian demanded.

"Conner and Travis Stoll." A girl with green hair snickered. "And from what I can tell, Rachel Elizabeth Dare."

"I'm gonna kill them." Octavian muttered and started towards the door.

"Not so fast." Will said, blocking Octavian's way. "I don't think they meant any harm. Just a warning I guess. I suggest you go clean up, and then we can head to breakfast."

Octavian sighed. Will had a point. He couldn't go outside looking like this! He went back into the bathroom to wash his face and hair.

"You did get some pictures, right?" Octavian heard Will snicker to his cabin mates.

Octavian rolled his eyes. His day was off to a great start.

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After a while of scrubbing, Octavian managed to get all the drawings off of his face, and wash most of the hair dye out of his hair. His blonde hair looked a little orange, but other than that it was fine.

As for clothing, he wore a pair of jeans, and, since he couldn't find his blue t-shirt, the orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt.

The cabin headed to breakfast, and luckily they could sit wherever they wanted for breakfast. Octavian chose to sit by Marium.