Iris POV
I sat down at the end of the Poseidon table, not exactly hungry. I was handed a full plate off food, a wood nymph gave me a look off pity.
I sighed and walked over to the fire and pushed almost all my food into the flames. Thank you Father, mother I love your gifts, I appreciate the fact that you thought of me and helped me now when I needed you the most, thank you. The air smelt like a beach and new parchment. I smiled.
I made my way back to my table. "Hey Iris.." I looked up, Tyson was explaining something to me. I wasn't paying attention.
Someone tapped my back, I turned around to see some Aphrodite campers. "Girl, you need a major make-over. Let us help you!" She grinned. "Um." I looked over at Percy who was glaring at the girls, Tyson and Annabeth shared the same looks.
Now that I think about it, the whole Athena table was glaring at them. "No I think she will-" Percy started. "Let the girl speak for herself!" One of the Aphrodite girls hissed. "Um I-I um.."
"Go on."
"What-what will you do to me?" I whispered. Everyone has turned and was looking at me. "Hair, make-up, the usual." The girls smiled. "I've never had make-up so-"
"WHAT?!" I jumped, they all screamed. "Oh my god you poor soul!" One pulled me out of my seat leading to their cabin. "Hey- " Percy stood up. The two girls left held him back.I was not exactly excited to go but I allowed the girl to pull me to her cabin.
Heyyyyyyyyy, this is just a chapter to foreshadow the foreshadow if u know what I mean

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Percy Jackson and the mixed half-blood
FanficI know the title seems racist but it's not, it has nothing to do with racism. Read and you will find out why it's called this :) Also I do not own Percy Jackson or any of these photos, the characters and everything belong to Rick Riordan but the plo...