I had to restrain myself form slapping him.
"Wait what?" I could tell I was making this kid confused.
I just rolled my eyes. and kept walking. How could I think he could be the one?
"What?" Percy said.
Oops, i guess I had said that out loud.
"What's your problem? All I know is that I killed some bull guy thin-' Percy started to say. I knew this wasn't going to be pretty.
"Don't talk like that! Do you know how many campers would die to have that chance?" I was starting to get annoyed. If theres one thing you should know about me is that I hate being wrong, and I especially hate it when people doubt me.
"What to get killed?"
"No," I really had to prevent myself from calling this kid an idiot," To fight a minotaur. Why do you think we train?"
We argued for a while, then Percy finally realized that he couldn't win this argument. Percy did gain something form our argument. He learned that monsters never really die. They just get killed, and come back to life some time later. He also learns that he talks in his sleep. While I was nursing him back to health, he mumbled a few words about his math teacher, and how she turned into a fury.
"What did you almost call her? A fury? Those are Hades' torturers right?" Percy questioned.
He obviously had never been told to not call them by their real names. So as he was talking, I glanced nervously down at the ground, wondering if Hades was going to swallow me up right then and there.
"You really shouldn't call them by name. Even here. We call them the Kindly ones, if you have to talk about them at all." I stammered, still expecting to be swallowed up by Hades.
"Is there anything we can cay without it thundering?" Percy asked in a very whiny tone.
Percy's questions were getting irritating. But, I could completely understand him. He was probably a little tired. Being in his place, I would be overwhelmed too.
"Why do I have to stay in Cabin 11? Why is it so crowed it there? There are plenty of cabins over there," he whined as he pointed towards the Zeus and Hera cabins.
Seeing the Zeus cabin empty made me sad, knowing that there could be a girl staying there. But, she's a little busy right now being a pine tree.
"Percy. You can't choose who your parents -or parent- are," i said as I sighed. I wanted one of the new campers to just understand, and not ask these questions.
Then, Percy explains to me who his mother is. Where she worked. I told him that I was talking about his father, not his mother.
"He's dead. I never knew him."
"Percy, your dad's not dead," I sighed.
"Why you know him?" Percy was about ready to explode. This girl who he had just met, was telling him that his father wasn't really dead and that his mother had been lying to him, his whole life.
"No. Of course not."
"Then how do you-" I stopped him mid-sentence to save him breath.
"Because I know you. You wouldn't be here -Grover wouldn't have brought you here-, if you weren't one of us."
"You don't know anything about me."
"No? Let's see. You probably moved around a lot, went form school to school, and you got kicked out of each. Year after year."
"How-"
I continued on my rant. "Diagnosed with ADD or ADHD. Dyslexia too."
Percy's face got as red as the Ares cabin.
I continued. pretty much describing, all demigod's life situation before coming to Camp Half-Blood.
"You sound like you went through the same thing," Percy muttered.
"Wait what?" I could tell I was making this kid confused.
I just rolled my eyes. and kept walking. How could I think he could be the one?
"What?" Percy said.
Oops, i guess I had said that out loud.
"What's your problem? All I know is that I killed some bull guy thin-' Percy started to say. I knew this wasn't going to be pretty.
"Don't talk like that! Do you know how many campers would die to have that chance?" I was starting to get annoyed. If theres one thing you should know about me is that I hate being wrong, and I especially hate it when people doubt me.
"What to get killed?"
"No," I really had to prevent myself from calling this kid an idiot," To fight a minotaur. Why do you think we train?"
We argued for a while, then Percy finally realized that he couldn't win this argument. Percy did gain something form our argument. He learned that monsters never really die. They just get killed, and come back to life some time later. He also learns that he talks in his sleep. While I was nursing him back to health, he mumbled a few words about his math teacher, and how she turned into a fury.
"What did you almost call her? A fury? Those are Hades' torturers right?" Percy questioned.
He obviously had never been told to not call them by their real names. So as he was talking, I glanced nervously down at the ground, wondering if Hades was going to swallow me up right then and there.
"You really shouldn't call them by name. Even here. We call them the Kindly ones, if you have to talk about them at all." I stammered, still expecting to be swallowed up by Hades.
"Is there anything we can cay without it thundering?" Percy asked in a very whiny tone.
Percy's questions were getting irritating. But, I could completely understand him. He was probably a little tired. Being in his place, I would be overwhelmed too.
"Why do I have to stay in Cabin 11? Why is it so crowed it there? There are plenty of cabins over there," he whined as he pointed towards the Zeus and Hera cabins.
Seeing the Zeus cabin empty made me sad, knowing that there could be a girl staying there. But, she's a little busy right now being a pine tree.
"Percy. You can't choose who your parents -or parent- are," i said as I sighed. I wanted one of the new campers to just understand, and not ask these questions.
Then, Percy explains to me who his mother is. Where she worked. I told him that I was talking about his father, not his mother.
"He's dead. I never knew him."
"Percy, your dad's not dead," I sighed.
"Why you know him?" Percy was about ready to explode. This girl who he had just met, was telling him that his father wasn't really dead and that his mother had been lying to him, his whole life.
"No. Of course not."
"Then how do you-" I stopped him mid-sentence to save him breath.
"Because I know you. You wouldn't be here -Grover wouldn't have brought you here-, if you weren't one of us."
"You don't know anything about me."
"No? Let's see. You probably moved around a lot, went form school to school, and you got kicked out of each. Year after year."
"How-"
I continued on my rant. "Diagnosed with ADD or ADHD. Dyslexia too."
Percy's face got as red as the Ares cabin.
I continued. pretty much describing, all demigod's life situation before coming to Camp Half-Blood.
"You sound like you went through the same thing," Percy muttered.
