cursed by luck

breakfast with the demigods

as i made my way into the big house, i passed many of the other cabin leaders who were all ready to face a busy day at camp half blood.

a girl with white blond hair who was tall and beautiful stood in front of me and turned to me quickly before i said a word.

" ya ready, for capture the flag tonight? "

she grinned, shifting her weight and piling some pancakes onto her plate. the meeting started in twenty minutes so we were all in line for food.

" i guess, callista. you seem awfully perky for 7:00 in the morning. "

callista posy snowdon used to reside in the cabin with all of her poseidon siblings until she became a huntress of artemis. she's one of those few types of people you meet that are the perfect balance between warrior and princess. she is basically a warrior princess. she always has this fierceness about her that i will always admire. she can also be a sarcastic pain in the ass.

" well, with what i did to that boy in my dream last night, how could i be grumpy this morning? "

i rolled my eyes and started choking on the water i had been sipping.

" oh my gods, you are so gross, callista "

"oh, i try, jenna. "

she gave a smirk and turned her back to me continuing piling more pancakes onto her plate.

i began to pick some strawberries up from a plate full of them, and dropped them on my plate when i felt a tap on my left shoulder.

" good morning jenna "

i turned myself towards the talk red-haired, daughter of hypnos standing in front of me.

mary was the cabin leader of hypnos and she was a close friend of mine, she's quite violent, especially since she is not a daughter of ares and she has always had this fiery spirit about her.

" so pumped for capture the flag tonight, my team is going to dominate "

i just laughed and turned around absently. today i was feeling weird. usually, i was pumped for capture the flag but there was a kind of dreariness and something weighing on me today. sometimes i can sense the outcomes of wars or contests or anything like that and during capture the flag i usually can slightly since if we will win or not but i don't tell anyone because i don't care about winning, i care about fighting,

anyway, today was different. usually, before capture the flag i could sense a kind of loss or a victory, this time i sensed a heavy loss, or more like something was missing. i did not like this feeling but i kept it to myself, i mean what is the worst thing that could happen during capture the flag?

this feeling was pulling me towards a dark place so i just tried to ignore it. i continued adding more food to my plate, grabbing silverware and walking towards the meeting room.

i took a seat between callista and dynemia and began to pick at my breakfast.

dynemia began writing the names of all the cabins onto pieces of paper and tossed them into a jar once she was finished and she began to speak in her usual confident voice.

" as you all know, today is ctf ( capture the flag ) and that means we need teams. i have written all cabins onto pieces of paper and will draw out who is in what team "

dynemia began to say all of the cabins and which team they were on.

" zeus, blue "

"apollo, blue"

" ares, red "

"tyche, blue "

and so on.

" it is your responsibility to tell your cabin what team you are on, next we will discuss the electives today which you are also responsible to tell your cabin "

dynemia began to eat her breakfadt as callista began to tell us what the electives were today and who was leading them.

" aella, you will be leading a training on hand to hand combat while dynemia will be teaching negotiation and speaking skills and cosette will be leading nature survival "

callista gave us all a smile and began to eat again as dynemia stood up.

" meeting dismissed "

when a breakfast meeting was dismissed nobody left, we all just started talking and finished our breakfast.

i wasn't really in the mood to chat so i quickly finished my food, walked back to cabin nineteen and wrote erica a short note on a wrinkly piece of paper telling her that we were on the blue team and that the electives today were nature survival, hand to hand combat, and negotiation & speaking.

after, i finished changing into shorts with my camp half blood t-shirt, i tightened my pony tail, grabbed my bow and quiver, and made my way over to the archery range.

being a child of tyche, i am gifted. being gifted by my mother doesn't mean that i can control water or any of that. instead, i can manipulate my aim to have perfect aim and i can sometimes since the odds of things, but i cannot control any odds.

i began to knock my arrow, and aimed at the target, closing my eyes, imagining the sharp arrow tip, hitting the dead center, and i shot the arrow, continuing to focus on the arrow hitting the center, as it hit an inch away from the center.

"holy styx. "

that was the closet i had ever gotten without having a nosebleed or headache, i could feel my power getting stronger. maybe that was why i was feeling that heavy loss, it was probably because im getting stronger so my feelings are getting stronger with me. or maybe it's not that at all.