CAMP THÁRROS: A NEW BEGINNING

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CHAPTER 15: THE FIRST DAY OF THE REST OF A LIFE

It was Monday morning, usually the bane of Athena’s once boring life, but now she knew she was a Magikós blood, things were different. Things finally made sense. Sitting with Tom at the breakfast table, Athena wondered what today would bring.

“Anyone know what lessons we have today?” Tom queried

“You mean, you don’t carry your timetable with you?” Emma replied, a slight tone of shock in her voice.

“Why would I? You guys do so there’s no point”

“Next you’ll be telling me that you don’t carry your map! Honestly Tom, it’s a surprise you made it to the food hall”

“Are you gonna tell me our lessons or what?” Tom sighed, so did Emma

“Greek alphabet, double Greek beliefs and archaeology” Emma announced

“Oh joy, so first we’re learning an extinct language that we’ll never use, then we’re learning stuff that we’ve been lied to about for our whole lives, and then, to top it all off, we get to look at bones of dead dudes, how fun”

“I think it will be” Emma retorted

“Me too” added Athena

At 10:45 they made their way to cabin 1 for their alphabet class. The group were huddled outside in a buzz of excitement and chatter. Until, the door burst open and Athena recognised the man. He was the one with well groomed hair, who must’ve once been easy on the eye.

“Good morning campers! For those who may not remember, I’m Professor Stavros Noford and I am in team Pegasus. Now, step inside children and take a seat.” The bundle crashed into the room and in a whirl of scurried footsteps and bags, they each took a place.

The tables were enough for four people each, so Liam, Tom, Athena and Emma took one, whilst Robbie sat with Persy and two girls who seemed attached to him at the moment.

The cabin had fine walls that had a few posters to do with the Greek alphabet upon them and at the back; a shield with some Pegasus parts on it and some strange writing that Athena guessed was Greek. Other than that, the class room didn’t give much away about Professor Noford.

“Right, I believe there is a register to be taken, if those I don’t know could give me a wave when I call their name that’d be splendid! Ah, here we are, if shortened names are preferred, just give me a shout”

Athena liked Noford so far; he seemed friendly- like Pegasus’ were meant to be.

“Damon Alondras” each name was followed by a “here professor” or a ‘yes sir’

“Zakchaios Alfrien”  “Perseus Alphas” Persy waved “always good to see new faces “Sophia Blackdale” she too waved, also new presumably. “Thera Blunt” “Maria Boston” Maria waved shyly “Eris Carlisle” “Rhachel Carmichael” “Kosmos Collectos” “Erastos Commons” “Elektra Corse” “Alexandra Deltos” she waved

“Alex please, professor” she added

“Okay, Hanna Duddario” “Selene Emmis” “Timothy Greenfield” he waved and looked happily over to Athena, who returned the smile. “Pan Heard” “Theron Hogan” “Kassandra Impey”

“Kass please, sir” 

“Oh sorry Kass, short term memory, Liam Jackson” Liam waved, a tad awkwardly. “Robbie Leland” he too waved, a few girls giggled and blushed. “Melanie Monoghan” “Iris Neeson” “Emma Newton” she waved “Thomas Noble” so did Tom

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