Chapter 20

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Danny:

I stared at my hands and willed myself not to cry.

Why was I even so upset?

It's not like I even knew about demigods until earlier today. I'm not one of them. I don't belong at Camp Halfblood.

I'm going home, that's where I belong. Not some weird summer camp full of half-humans.

So why did I feel like I'd just gotten so close to something so important, and got turned away at the last step?

The woman driving me home peered at me through the rear view mirror of the van. She had dirty blonde hair, almost brown, tied back with a bandanna. And her arms were muscly and buff.

She looked pretty amused. “Cheer up punk, you get nowhere in life by sulking and moping.” She said gruffly.

I looked up, my eyebrows raised. “Who said I was sulking?” I shot back, even though I was, of course, doing just that.

“Your face.” She smirked. Before softening, just a little. “What's wrong?” She asked, still sharply, but not as harsh.

I sighed. “I just feel like... I shouldn't have been turned away. I want to learn more about the camp” I paused. “I want to learn more about Zöe, I need to. Don't ask why, I just do.”

She was silent for a moment, then she said. “If you want something really bad, you have to fight for it. I've spent most of my life doing that, and now I'm happily married with two beautiful, violent little kids.” She smiled wistfully. “I'm proof that it works.”

I met her eyes in the rear view mirror. I thought: ‘what kind of mom wants violent kids?’ But instead I said. “Thanks. I'm Danny, by the way.” She nodded at me,

“Clarisse.” We rode the rest of the journey in silence.

She told me to fight for what I wanted.

And that's exactly what I'm going to do.

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