My Life as the Daughter of Poseidon: Book One: True Me, True You

As I finished scraping the snow into buckets, Alisia looked at me, like she was remembering all the times I'd been wearing t-shirts, and she had been wearing sweaters. "What?" I said. "I'm insensitive to temperature!" I walked back to the Aphrodite cabin, feeling pressure at the top of my head, and my nose started to clog. I figured it was just allergies. I could hear banging somewhere, like the kind you hear at construction sites, and I could tell it was nearby. Maybe they were finally putting an addition onto the Hermes Cabin. I walked in, and instructed any girl who wanted their hair done to sit in the chairs. First, I poured a small amount of snow into each of the bowl-thingies. Then, I turned the faucet on cold, and extra low, so the water was only a trickle. I then told the girls to put their hair into the bowl-thingies as well. Then, once they all were set up in that way, I filled up the bowls with the rest of the snow, and turned off the faucets. I left a set of instructions for Alisia:

Soak hair; the longer the better.
Remove hair from bowl.
Turn on all available space heaters
Have the girls lay down in front of the heaters; let them watch TV or something
Keep them there until hair is completely dry
Style as needed



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I walked to the Poseidon table that night, to see Shera nearly quivering with excitement, but Percy shoved her when I got closer. I asked my plate for a gigantic cheeseburger (swiss cheese) and cut off the quarter of it that looked the best, and dumped it into the fire. I got myself seltzer, as I don't do water or soda. Percy got the same as me, but with Coke (even at my disapproving) and American cheese. Shera stared for a second at my and Percy digging into our burgers, then began on her own burger and Fanta (tsk, tsk, tsk, but she isn't as bad as Percy). "I eat this much even wh-whe-when- I'm a-ah-AHCOO!!!" I said/sneezed. "Sick"

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I crawled into the Poseidon Cabin, but didn't notice the brand-new mermaid poster on the wall near a brand-new door. Once I was in the bathroom, I forced myself out of my clothing, and then eventually, slung off the elastic torture device wrapped around my upper chest (known as a bra), and put on an oversized black t-shirt that said (in completely different colors/styles for each letter) "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!" and white floppy shorts with the word "peace" written on them in a bagillion different languages. I left the bathroom, and Shera showed me my new room. It was completely empty, for me to design by myself, but she told me how if I ever wanted to sleep in my own bed, I could by tapping the poster on the outer wall twice, and to get back to Camp from the inside of my real room, I tap the poster twice. Shera had one too, and we would be decorating soon. I really loved it, but it was hard to be excited when you feel like something that crawled out of a radioactive sewer. I slept in the bottom bunk of an empty set, because I moved around a ton in my sleep when I was sick, and I didn't feel like falling out of bed. What I didn't know what that I didn't just have a simple cold.

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I woke up in the middle of the night, leaned over the side of the bed, and threw up, my stomach tossing and turning and churning.

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I woke up the next morning to a dark room with one bed with white sheets and blankets, and towels and buckets on the floor around me. I got out of bed, and padded over to the window and pulled up the shade to see a porch. I'm in the infirmary I thought.

Notes

It's do easy to write about being sick when you are sick!

:-P

-Emily