Outsider (Story about Camp Halfblood)

Chapter 43

"Thank you for not making me sing karaoke."

Will nodded. "I get it, you're shy, probably can't sing."

I sat up and removed my legs from his lap. "Hey, you don't know that!"

Will laughed. "No I don't, but you never said."

Crossing my arms, I sighed. "I haven't sang since I was young...so I'm not singing any time soon."

"Dang it." he frowned and began playing with my hair. "I bet you have a pretty voice."

I laughed. "Whatever you wish to think."

We sat in silence, or our silence, around us people were still partying like there was no tomorrow—or we had no tomorrow. Whatever spell Camp Halfblood was put under, it was doing a good job at distracting. Why we had to be distracted, I didn't know. Maybe to hide the truth of what's ahead or to leave us with one last awesome time before it ends....

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My head throbbed. I woke up, a dream fading too quick to even remember what it was about. I rolled over and stared out the window. Bits of light shined through the glass, the first of the morning sun. I could hear Pollux snoring peacefully as his arm rested on the headboard and his leg dragged the ground.

I inhaled deeply, shutting my eyes and falling back into a deep slumber.

What felt like a few minutes was actually a few hours. The next time I woke up, the sun was high in the sky and there was some commotion going on outside the cabin. I sat up and quickly got dressed into my camp shirt and jeans. Pollux still laid in bed, sprawled out over his covers. Yawning, I threw a pillow at him.

"Get up. Breakfast." I spoke, rubbing the sleepiness from my eyes. I couldn't remember when I went to bed, nor do I remember anything before that. But the thoughts still brought on happy feelings, so I supposed it was a fun experience.

Pollux shot up like a rocket from bed. "Mia! Did you put me in my pajamas?"

He was frantically looking down and pulling at the fuzzy plaid bottoms and matching button up top.

"No?" I puzzled, wondering why he was freaking out.

He stood up and began removing the shirt. "I never, ever wear these! My grandmother made these when I was like 12 for camp! I out grew them forever ago!"

Looking at it again, the bottoms did only cover half of his calves and the top covered only to his elbows.

"Why do you still have them and why isn't exploding off of you!" I asked.

"Okay well they were too big at first and it was embarrassing to wear it cause Castor and I has matching ones and the older counselors then, oh gods! It was awful." Pollux flushed at the memories, and I didn't ask of it anymore.

"Okay, well Ima go let you get changed." I said as I turned to leave. Pollux didn't respond as I left.

Outside in the commons, demigods wandered around looking at the cabins and laughing. Others, mostly those from that cabin scowled at it. Walking out more I noticed that most of the cabins had been pranked. Spray paint, toilet paper, and manure covered some cabins, while others had elaborate pranks down on them. For example, the Apollo cabin had fake snow thrown around it with multiple Christmas decorations all over it with the words "Too hawt to function" spray painted on the roof. It wasn't really much of a prank, but it was odd.

Pollux walked out from the cabin and said, "Whoa."

"I know, like who did this?" I asked.

Pollux shook his head. "I have no clue, but whoever did...man."