Turning of Tides

10. The Guitar Lesson

Third Person P.O.V.

The door to Cabin 10 opened, and Nerissa ran out ducking and weaving through campers, nature spirits, and satyrs. She was so distracted in getting to her destination she didn't notice the looks of adoration and longing she received. Ever since she had arrived at Camp Half-Blood things had been different. People were happy, and cabins got along with each other more easily than they used to. Everyone had hope that tomorrow would be better than the day before it. The male population seemed to be infatuated with the kind and beautiful 12 year old wanting more than anything to get her attention. Three fates looked on, watching as this child grew stronger every day both physically and emotionally. However what they could not see was what she was destined for, they could not see her choices or what would come from the Great Prophecy. All they knew was two things. The first was she might be young and sweet, but someday she will be pushed so far, and that person will break her and the world might pay the price. The second is if she truly is the child of the Great Prophecy the Gods better hope she chooses to save them. Her choice will save or destroy Olympus. All they can do is hope her loyalty will be on their side when the time comes.

Nerissa's P.O.V.

Oh please don't let me be late. Please please, please.

"Look out!" I hear while passing the volleyball court on my way to meet Lee. My reflexes act faster than my mind as my body bends using my momentum from running to go into a roundoff back handspring. Somehow sticking the landing, I look around and see at least 20 campers staring at me like I'm the most amazing demigod in the world. In all honesty, I was surprised at myself too, not for the fact that I could do it since I had done it countless times in training but never out of instinct. Grabbing the volleyball that had almost hit my head I tossed it back to the kids who were now coming out of their daze, quite comically might I add. Laughing to myself I go back to head for the docks but a walk this time so I will see any flying objects coming at my head.

Lee is sitting at the edge of the pier leaning against the side railing looking over the lake, his guitar strapped to his back and a smaller one sitting next to him. He hadn't turned around, so I assumed he was oblivious to my arrival. Making sure I was as quiet as possible I creep up behind him about to put my hands over his eyes and say "Guess who." As soon as I lift my hands near him, he spins around gripping both my hands in one of his own to which I let out a high pitch squeal. He pulls me closer tipping me to where I'm leaning over the water. The only things that keep me on the pier are my feet on the edge, his left arm around my waist, and his right arm holding my arms to my chest as I look down into the water.

"Got you," Lee says before pulling me back, so I'm completely on the pier.

Looking at him with a pout, "How did you know I was right behind you? I was trying to surprise you," I say.

The 15-year-old laughed melodically before pointing to his ears saying, "We kids of Apollo are sensitive to sound waves since dad's domain is music. It comes in great handy for situations such as these."

"I didn't know that. All kids of Apollo can do it?"

"No, not all of us, see we all have one or more dominating ability we inherit. Will has his healing, Lee has archery, and I have my music. I'm pretty good at healing and archery too, but music is where my heart is, my ears too. I can hear better than almost any other demigod here at camp."

"Huh... well you're teamed with Hermes and Athena tomorrow right?"

"Yeah, we got the stealthiest and the smartest. Apollo and Hermes are the two largest cabins."

"Good, I'll talk to Annabeth later to see if I can ask about strategies. I'm assuming since she's the head of the Athena cabin she's organizing it, right?"