The New Camper (a Percy Jackson fanfiction)

Mr. D

I sat down at the Ares table where my half siblings were waiting for me.

"Heard Nakamura was making a move on you." Sneered Clarisse. "Did you enjoy it?" She laughed.

"I fell from the rope ladder and Ethan caught me." I said as I turned to my salad.

"Hope you enjoyed your little surprise." Said one of my brothers.

I remembered the incident earlier.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Brian." He said.

"Brian, SHUT UP!" I snarled.

"Geez, anger issues." One of my other brothers said.

"Watch it!" I sapped.

They all snickered.

I rolled my eyes and ate my salad in silence.

"How long till you guys will do it?" Clarisse asked.

I responded by shoving my bowl of salad on her head. Olives tumbled down her nose. Italian dressing dripped in her hair.

"Leave-me-alone." I said through gritted teeth and stomped off toward the cabins.

I turned back.

"Oops I almost forgot!" I walked back to the table and dumped the remnants of my soda on Biran's head.

"Eat shit!"

As I was walking away I saw Ethan smirking at Clarisse.

I sat outside of the Apollo cabin reading the poetry on the pathway stones.

I heard some people walking back.

I ran over to the main house and sat on the porch. All of my feelings spilled out of me.

I freaking cried my eyes out.

I had been sobbing for ten minutes until I heard a voice behind me.

"Pamela?"

It was mr. D.

"Oops, sorry." I said as I got up.

"Wait! What were you doing here?" He asked.

"I just needed to get away from everything." I said and sat on the ground and crossed my legs.

"And I hate my siblings." I finished.

Mr. D sat down on a patio chair.

"You kids are all the same huh?" He said.

"What the hell does that mean!" I yelled and stood up. "Screw it Dionysus! "Screw you and Chiron, and this stupid camp!" I yelled. " You know why!"

His face turned a shade of red and his eyes blazed.

"All my siblings hate me!" I yelled. "That's the difference between me and the other campers!"

"Everyone hates me!" I finished. I sat down again and buried my face in my hands.

"Definitely not that Nakamura boy." He said.

I glared at him.

He was right. (Ethan doesn't hate me.)

My gaze fell to the ground.

"Pamela, I'm going to tell you something that I've never told anyone else." He said and patted the chair next to him.

I went and sat down.

"I've always had a soft spot for the children of Ares." He told me. "You kids aren't wimps or showoffs, I admire that in a person." He said.

"Gee, thanks mr. D." I said.

"I do admire how you were able to make friends so easily with that Ethan Nakamura." He said.

"And for that I will give you some advice on how to handle people like Clarisse." He said. "Let her know that you mean business."

"Without dumping salad on her head?"

He chuckled. "Personally, I think you handled it like a child of Ares would."

I smiled.

(Wait is that good or bad?) I thought.

"Look Pamela, no matter what your siblings say, I know that your dad is proud of you, and that he wants you to be successful."

I smiled.

"Thanks mr. D."

I flung my arms around his shoulders and hugged him.

He stiffened.

"Don't get used to it." He said frowning.

"Wouldn't dream of it." I said.

"Pamela!" I heard behind me.

I turned around to see Ethan walking towards me.

"Pamela are you okay?" He asked.

I wiped my eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

He pulled me into a hug. He felt warm. I closed my eyes and smiled.

A few passing campers stood by a tree pointing and laughing.

"Hold on a minute." I whispered and pulled away from Ethan fast.

I quickly unsheathed my dagger and flung it.

It windmilled, sailing through the air.

WHAM!!!

Right into the tree that was six inches from one of the girl's heads.

"Careful or I might not be so gracious as to miss next time!" I snarled.

They all ran for it.

I heard Mr. D chuckling.

"Hey, do you want to camp out in the Hermes cabin tonight?" Ethan asked.

"Yeah, thanks." A cold breeze blew through. I shivered.

Ethan took off his jacket and put it around my shoulders. He put an arm around me and led me back to the Hermes cabin.

On the way there, I plucked my dagger from the tree.