I take off my soaked shirt and grab a new one, the Camp Half-Blood one, and look out the window at the girl, Annabeth, and feel determination fill my body. I put on the bright orange tee shirt. I leave my cabin and take a walk. I enter a crowded area, and get lots of stares. Then come the whispers. I get a flashback of being yelled at by teachers everyday for six years. I feel the same pang of sadness as I did previously and I run away.When I stop, I see the sopping wet Ares girls who tried to stuff me down the toilet trying to dry themselves off and the head girl, Clarisse, crosses a finger across her thought, and I run away, To the arena. I'm or whelmed by emotions and I uncap Riptide. I slice once, twice, three times, four times. I start to have flashbacks of Gabe the poker, the beer, the slaps, the money, Dad, having no memory of any father, having no father, and of my mom, the blue food, the hugs, the love her smile, her eyes, every aspect of her. I stop and look around to find I slashed through all of the dummies. I cry out in aggravation as I swing my sword a final time. I hear a scream and turn to see I hit someone and they now have a big cut along their cheek. Someone calls help and I get more stares. I apologize profoundly and run away, capping Riptide. I stop at no particular point to catch my breath, the Big House in the distance. I tighten my grip on the pen and throw it. I don't want any part of it. I keep walking and I feel more emotions, along with more flashbacks. Getting yelled at, having no friends, getting detention, angry teachers and parents, getting the blame, taking the backlash for any and every accident. I loose control and start to run. I stop to catch my breath, finding myself at the edge of a cliff. I let down my walls and collapse, crouching to the floor and crying. I didn't do anything, I didn't stole anything, I didn't mean to hurt anyone, and yet I have the rottenest luck. I get the blame for everything. After I stop crying, I notice that Riptide's appeared on the ground in front of me. I pick up the pen and stand. I turn my head and see Annabeth sitting in the Big House a determined look on her face, and I know what I'm going to do. "All I need is one more chance, Zeus. I can prove it to you. I swear, I'm good enough for someone." I whisper, making a silent plea that I can survive without getting myself killed. I take a deep breath and run back along the path to the Big House and stop at the door. 'Am I making the right choice?' I ask myself. Yes, I am. I open the door. "Hey, Annabeth." I say.
"Seaweed Brain. Know how to play chess? I need a competitor and I'm betting that you suck." She replies.
I smile. I think I've found the person to prove myself to. "I'll take that bet. Ready to loose, Wise Girl?"
"That's what you're going with? Wise Girl?" She smirks.
"Oh, shut up. Now let's play." I say. I think, that I just found myself a new home.;)
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Meeting the Heroes Of Olympus
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