Dreams of Demigods

Chapter 18

Cherry's POV 18

I was sitting on my bunk reading a book when Allison walked over, drenched. I looked around to find Travis running around the cabin cheering, camera in hand. Of course. After all, my own bunk had just recently dried from the Stoll brothers' prank.

"Ahhhhh hey, Allison. ~Water~ you up to?" I asked tentatively, trying to lighten the situation. She quickly gave me a quick glare and continued to dry herself with a towel.

"Ok. Jokes are a no. But what happened? Everybody knows not to enter Cabin 11 without checking with a stick first. You're pretty lucky that was just water. I heard that 3 poisonous snakes were once dropped on some unsuspecting Aphrodite kid. Let's just say she is in the infirmary," I stated.

"Ah, I know. I should have checked beforehand but I was preoccupied thinking about who my godly parent could be. It would be so helpful and just amazing if I knew soon," Allison said wistfully.

"Why? Want to leave Cabin 11 and Connor so soon?" I asked jokingly.

"I told you multiple times already! We are just friends!" Allison stated.

"Sureeeeeee. 'Friends.' It's not like the entire cabin ships you two," I laughed.

"Hey, stop! I mean it, Connor and I are just friends!"

"What?" Connor came around the corner and told Allison that he loves her and then they kissed and lived happily ever after.

Just kidding, that was just the romantic in me. But it was true, everyone in Cabin 11 thought there was something fishy between Allison and Connor. Connor has said one (or maybe several) too many corny pick-up lines and Allison actually laughed at them. There must be something there that wasn't there before.

Back to the situation at hand. "Ok, I get it. No romance-" I started.

"Thank you," Allison said with a huff.

"YET!" I laughed my face off. Not literally but you know what I mean. Imagine if people always literally meant what they said. Wow.

"Cherry! Come on, first the dreams, and now you, I don't need this stress!" Allison said, exasperated.

"Dreams?" I asked. I immediately thought back to my frequent dreams of dark mist and freedom and despair.

"Yeah, ever since I came to camp, I've been having this strange dream over and over again. And in it, I think I released demons. But I have been assuming it was normal because I remember Connor saying something about strange dreams," Allison stated.

"Funny, I've been getting these horrible dreams as well. However, not to worry. I'm confident that these are the side effects of coming to this camp. Remember how they take half your blood? That probably has side-effects, you know," I assured her.

"What? Cherry," Allison laughed. "Half-Blood basically means demigods. Half of our blood is godly. Divine. Camp doesn't take half our blood." I could barely make out Allison's words between her laughter.

"Oh. I guess that would make more sense, but I wouldn't let your guard completely down. One day, if half our blood is being sucked out of our body, I will say that I told you so," I prompted. I took a look at the clock and realized that I was going to be late. "I gotta go to Medical Training now, talk to you later!" I shouted, grabbing my bag and running out the door.

Allison and I had gotten much closer as of late. I guess we just understood each other really well. She was a good friend, you know those who would purposely trip after you did to make you feel less embarrassed and you two laugh together? The one who supported you without judging? Yeah, that type of friend. Everyone needed a friend like that.

All my days now blurred together. It had been a week since we'd gotten to camp and everything was just so... anticlimactic. I was kind of expecting some huge events and dramatic danger, but nope. Just wake up, classes, hang out, eat, campfire, and sleep. I wish something monumental could happen. I wish that I could do something bigger. And I wish it would happen soon.

Ah, wishful thinking. However, it was so fun to hang out with others. Everyone at camp was super nice. Except for Malcolm.

And guess what. Malcolm was in every single one of my electives. Oh, and archery. Percentage of sanity: 0%.

I ran to medical training, barely making it in time. Medical Training was taught in the infirmary in the Big House by an Apollo kid. I don't know his name and I don't think I ever will. It was a hard name to remember. Anyways, I sat down in the only seat available. Next to Malcolm. Percentage of sanity: -50%.

The entire time, no kidding, Malcolm made the entire thing a competition. I guess it started when we had a heated debate about what the best Disney movie was, which is obviously Beauty and the Beast, and he insisted it was The Little Mermaid! The nerve! I should never have recommended Disney movies to him when he was down. At least he wasn't sad anymore... he was just crazy. Finally, the class ended. Percentage of sanity: -200%.

"Hey, maybe next time you can come to class actually prepared, you know. It's hard enough to do my own work, but to drag you along as well, that's enough," he jeered.

I scoffed. "Says the one who refused to even look at the frog we were dissecting."

"So? I was doing most of the written portion of the exam for today. And guess what. 'Cuz of your stupidity, we got a 97%! We could have gotten 100%! You know what, it's official. A week of classes with you has proven that you are just plain stupid."

"What! If I'm stupid, you are brainless," I stated.

"Moron," he called back.

"Idiot,"

"Unintelligent imbecile."

Unsure what those words meant, I blew a raspberry at him and stomped off. It's ok, I would be laughing my head off when he begs for my help in the future.

I made my way over to equestrianship. This was definitely my favorite class of the day. The horses were all so beautiful and majestic. They just calm me down somehow. Although Malcolm was in this class, I was just naturally superior on horseback. He just practiced like crazy trying to catch up to me and my tricks, but he just wasn't connecting with the horse. Sucks to suck.

I looked over to a girl talking quietly to a horse. She looked so stressed. I'm pretty sure her name was Katie. I walked over.

"Hey, I'm Cherry. You're Katie, right?" I asked her.

She turned around, surprised, and relaxed when she just saw it was me. "Hi! Yep, that's me. Sorry, I don't feel in the mood to talk merrily right now."

"Understood. Wanna talk about it?" I asked.

"Oh, just the Stolls," Katie muttered angrily. Her eyes flashed.

"Oh my gods, I hear you. Try being in a cabin with them. The worst." I sighed.

Katie and I bonded over the annoying Stolls brothers. She was so funny and kind. I mean, her personality really shined. Somehow, we came to the agreement that the Stolls were annoying but endearing in some way. Who knows, maybe I am just going crazy today.

At the end of the day, I realized I was getting used to this lifestyle. It was stable. It was fine. I began to mentally settle down, here in the camp for dime-a-gods.

Just kidding. I apparently spoke too soon. My life at Camp was soon going to change forever. A few chapters and then...you know what. You'll soon find out. ;)