Eternity

Chapter 8

"That was so cool!" A younger Hufflepuff boy shouts out!

Percy smirks at this and the other looks he recieves from the wixen. Apprehension and some show fear.

"Thanks buddy" Percy says.

MY DINNER GOES UP IN SMOKE

Word of the bathroom incident spread immediately. Wherever I went, campers pointed at me and murmured something about toilet water. Or maybe they were just star-ing at Annabeth, who was still pretty much dripping wet. Anthea had a field day, she giggled almost all the time and nudged me with her elbow. Annabeth showed us a few more places: the metal shop (where kids were forging their own swords), the arts and-crafts room (where satyrs were sandblasting a giant marble statue of a goat-man), and the climbing wall, which actually consisted of two facing walls that shook violently, dropped boulders, sprayed lava, and clashed together if you didn't get to the top fast enough.

Many mouthes was open at the last statement.

Finally we returned to the canoeing lake, where the trail led back to the cabins. "I've got training to do," Annabeth said flatly. "Dinner's at seven-thirty. Just follow your cabin to the mess hall."

"Annabeth, I'm sorry about the toilets." "I'm not" Thea muttered under her breath. "Whatever." "It wasn't my fault." She looked at me skeptically, and I realized it was my fault. "Totally your fault" Thea smirked at me. I'd made water shoot out of the bathroom fixtures. I didn't understand how. But the toilets had responded to me. I had become one with the plumbing.

"You need to talk to the Oracle," Annabeth said. "Who?" "Not who. What. The Oracle. I'll ask Chiron." I stared into the lake, wishing somebody would give me a straight answer for once. I wasn't expecting anybody to be looking back at me from the bottom, so my heart skipped a beat when I noticed two teenage girls sitting cross-legged at the base of the pier, about twenty feet below. They wore blue jeans and shim-mering green T-shirts, and their brown hair floated loose around their shoulders as minnows darted in and out. They smiled and waved as if I were a long-lost friend.

I didn't know what else to do. I waved back, Thea did too but more enthusiastic and with a big smile. "Don't encourage them," Annabeth warned. "Naiads are terrible flirts." "We were just being friendly, no need to be a bitch about it" Annabeth glared at her and I tried to hold in my snicker.

"Naiads," I repeated, feeling completely overwhelmed. "That's it. I want to go home now."

"But you haven't seen anything yet" Clarisse smirked at him.

"Hey! I was twelve!" Percy defended himself.

"So was I but I had seen more" Thea snickered at him.

"Not fair you belong to the wizarding world too!" 

"So?"

Thea just did this to rile him up. It was so much fun.

"Enough children" Poseidon stops their bickering.

Thea puts out her tounge towards Percy and he starts to gesture towards her in a meaning 'see what I have to deal with'.

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?" "I mean not human. Not totally human, anyway. Half-human." "Half-human and half-what?" "I give up how can I be related to this guy!" Thea slung her hands up in the air. "I think you know." I didn't want to admit it, but I was afraid I did. I felt a tingling in my limbs, a sensation I sometimes felt when my mom talked about my dad. "God," I said. "Half-god."