Stolen (A Percy Jackson Love Story)

4. This Guy

"So, this is the mess hall," the girl with the tanned skin and blond hair said, who I later discovered was Annabeth Chase, 'daughter of Athena'. She sounded the most realistic though I did not know why she was act up with this play like everybody else. We passed a small, olden building that I could see through the dimmed light and crowded with tables of other campers. As we took a tour, other kids gave me this strange look as if I was supposed to be thrilled being in this camp. I did not know how Sally thought this place might keep me safe from the monster but- I don't understand... Maybe I was dreaming at all.

"And this is where I eat meals everyday?"

"I don't even know if you are going to cope with this abnormality for a few hours and have the capability to run away," she chuckled and shook her head as we continued walking. And that gave me an idea.

"Wait, so you know what I feel right now?"

"Homesick, adrenaline rush, frightened?" I looked at her as if she was a mind reader. "Yeah, I didn't believe it at first but then I... I am safe in this camp and there's no changing that."

"Oh," I muttered down as I looked away. Henry must feel sickened right now, without me being at home because the sky started to turn rosy and night was falling.

"Anyways, that's the end of the tour," she said. "Dinner will be served and I guess you can manage make your own way to your cabin. Cabin 11. I will have to go and find another newbie. Don't worry."

But before I could argue, she had already disappeared and the problem was not because I couldn't find where the cabin was but I didn't have any clean clothes to wear this was crazy. I sighed and walked towards the cabin, U-lined shaped, evens on the left and odds on the right. I passed them and couldn't help they had different concepts. The only cabin  that I could not stand was the cabin with the bright golden, shimmering walls with columns around it, ached my eyes causing my hands to shade them. I passed them as I stood in front of the oldest cabin of all. It looked worn looking, wooden and packed with crowds of campers. What looked like a caduceus hung over the door and the porch was also crowded.

I just stood there because as a newbie, I would not want myself to squish through the crowd to find myself a spot to sleep. II think I would be the only one who would be sleeping outside tonight. If I lose the chance of fleeing. I huffed and shoved my hands into my pockets. I could not help to feel really irritated and uncomfortable for the campers at the porch were staring at me the whole time. I waited till there was a signal of going to have some dinner.

But suddenly, someone with full force knocked me down to the soft grass. My face hit the ground and I could feel stinging bits of pain slicing on my face. All I could think was not again. The person had a buff chest and quick pace, resulting us both to end up on the ground, him next to me. He quickly stood up, unscathed as he dusted the bits of grass of his clothes. He had blond hair, tall, pointed nose and upturned eyebrows, just like mine.

"Woah, I am so sorry!" he apologized but ran away again but before he disappeared out of sight he yelled, "Connor Stoll by the way!"

I had the tendency to roll my eyes and helped myself up but someone held my arm up, supporting me to stand. I thanked the person and I looked up, to see the look alike Sally Jackson. His sea green eyes as if illuminated with the phersopherent red from the sky, with his jet black hair. He smiled and nodded, "No problem. Looked brutal."

"Yeah, thanks anyway," I dusted the bits of grass of off my clothes but I did not show any expression of being thankful. Suddenly, the campers around me started to walk away and gave me an idea that it was dinner. Perfect timing to ruin my escape, Jackson. "Look, I have-"

"It's dinner. You know your way right?" strolled beside me.

"Yeah, I think I can manage," I said as I headed right. He suddenly held my arm, letting out those hair-standing-behind-my-neck moment happened.

"You are going the wrong way." It was correct if I intended to head for the exit. "Look, let's just eat for a while before you try to escape. You will need the energy. It is a long way to Manhattan you know."

"Excuse me?" I looked at him with confusion. That mocking bird. "Let go, jerk."

"Jeez, okay," he surrendered his arms up and escorted me to the pavillion. "My name is Percy Jackson."

I huffed and looked the other way, folded my arms so he would not try to hold it without my permission again. It was really weird. Very awkward I mean, I was the new girl and he was just a normal camper trying to make friends with me. Yeah, that sounded normal but weird when the guy's him.

"Oh, now should I start up the questions?"

"My name is Clarissa okay? You happy?" I just... wanted to see Henry.

"Very." He nodded. "Have you discovered what cabin you are in now?"

"I think I would be in Cabin 11."

"No, I mean, who your godly parent is. Cabin 11-"

"I know." I said harshly and shot him a look. "I think I am the daughter of Hermes."

"Okay," he quietened himself down for a while. Which made a pang of guilt weighed down my chest, slowly hollowing it.

"Which cabin are you in?" I said, looking at him. I think he would be in some Hephaestus maybe. Or even Ares. But I guranteed that he wasn't one of those selfish and proud kids of the Big Three. I just despise them.

"Po-" But that was when we already entered the pavillion. Chiron had made a clear speech of having a nice meal for everyone and a welcome greeting for me which I could not help but blushed. I sat at my own table with others from Cabin 11. I lost track of Percy but I didn't care.

Henry, I just want to go home...