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word of the bathroom incident spread quickly. people kept staring at annabeth, and i who were still drenched in toilet water. i had to charmspeak a lot of them away.
we went to a few more places such as; the forge, the arts-and-crafts-room, and the climbing wall. finally we went back to canoe lake.
"i've got training to do," annabeth said flatly. "dinner's at seven thirty. just follow your cabin to the mess hall. let's go riles."
"annabeth, i'm sorry about the toilets." percy said.
"whatever."
"it wasn't my fault."
i looked at him skeptically. technically, it was his fault.
"you need to talk to the oracle," annabeth said.
"no," i told her sternly.
"who?" percy asked
"not who. what. the oracle. i'll ask chiron." annabeth said.
"hello. does no one hear me?" i asked annabeth.
"i can hear you. i'm choosing to ignore you." she responded.
"rude," i huffed shoving her shoulder.
percy was staring into the lake, when a naiad waved at him. this idiot waved back.
"don't encourage them, dumbass," i said to him, flicking his shoulder. "naiad's are terrible flirts."
"naiads," percy repeated. "that's it. i want to go home now."
annabeth frowned. "don't you get it, percy? you are home. this is the only safe place on earth for kids like us."
"you mean, mentally disturbed kids?"
"she means not human. not totally human, anyway. half-human." i said.
"half-human and half-what?" percy asked.
"i think you know." i told him.
"god," he said after a second. "half-god."
annabeth nodded, "your father isn't dead, percy. he's one of the olympians."
