Say You'll Haunt Me: A Nico di Angelo Love Story

Arrival at Camp Half-Blood

Part 2: Arrival at Camp-Half Blood

15 hours later...

I looked out the window to see ripe, red strawberry farms.

"How the-?" I drawled sleepily.

"How did we already hit Long Island?" I asked. It couldn't have been more than 8 hours since I fell asleep.

"Very carefully, Yasmine." Thalia said from the front seat, unbuckling her seatbelt and unlocking the doors for me and Nico. She had stopped the car in front of a very large hill.

"Get out Nico." Thalia yelled, knocking on the rear window. Nico almost hit the roof.

"Yea, whatever." he rolled his eyes. He climbed out of the car and stretched out in the morning sunlight. As I got out, I heard Nico sigh.

"I never thought I'd come back to this place until I was 18."

"2 years earlier won't hurt." I said, coming up behind him.

"Yea, I guess you're right." He ruffled his midnight locks.

"So what exactly is this place?" I asked.

"Camp Half-Blood."

"What's a half-blood?" He sighed.

"Thalia will explain everything that you need to know."

"Oh, okay then..." We started to walk up the steep hill and I noticed that there was a large pine tree with a sleeping dragon wrapped around the base of it.

'Ok, that's completely normal' I thought.

"This place is huge."

"No duh." I squinted my eyes up towards the treetop where an obnoxious girl's voice rang out.

"Kitty?" I asked incredulously.

"In the flesh." She jumped down from the tree, somehow managing to not break her neck. She never was very graceful.

"Where the freaking HELL have you been? I've missed you!" I screamed, latching onto her in a giant glomp-style hug. Thalia and Nico stood behind us, silently watching the reunion with amusement. We started our walk up the huge hill. I stared off into the hillside taking in the scenery. My thoughts soon started to wonder off and I went into a daydream-induced daze. I heard Nico's voice from somewhere around me, but it sounded far off. The next thing I know I'm being lifted off the ground into someone's arms. I look up into the dark eyes of Nico.

"Well, hello there." I grin widely at him. He just looks at me with his stony eyes and says,

"It'd be best if you didn't walk around barefoot."

"Yeah, that's pretty logical. Even though I'm a Southern girl, I hate walking barefoot." Kitty piped up with,

"Yeah, Yaz, sometimes you act like you're more from the city than the country!"

"Shaddup!" I stuck my tongue out at her. And a-walking we continued to go. By this point I was pretty anxious to see this camp. Then it dawned on me that I was barehanded.

"Hey Kitty! What the hell am I supposed to wear while I'm at this place? I'm kind of here on short notice."

"Got 'em right here." she said nonchalantly holding up a pink and black polka-dotted Victoria Secret backpack and a Louis Vuitton bag. I deadpanned at her.

"Where did you get those?"

"Mind your own business, Yaz."

"Uhm, I think my own belongings are my business if I'm not mistaken." I shot back. She smirked and tossed the backpack and purse at my head. Nico caught them with one hand and handed them to me.