Camp Hogwarts

Mom rushed me into the car and made me sit in the backseat like I was ten again. "All right, Lena, I'll explain what's going on while I'm driving." She started the old Subaru and hiked it up to seventy miles per hour. "Okay, I knew your dad was something special when I met him, and I don't mean in that love way, I mean I knew that he was different. He knew I was a witch right away, and he told me he was a Greek god. He didn't tell me which one, though. We agreed that if you ever found out, you'd end up in camp. Here you are," she said, and we halted right in front...of a strawberry field
"Mom?" I asked nervously. "Um, this isn't a camp." She laughed.
"No, it is. Trust me. Go. I can't come, okay? IM me at the end of the summer, and we'll decide if you should stay year-round. It depends on who your father is." I nodded, eyes wide, too nervous to argue.
"Okay. Bye." And with that, I stumbled into the clearing between the two fields.
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It was a really pretty night. Tons of stars, more than I had ever seen before, dotted the sky. Wow, I thought, completely forgetting where I was. Then a goat man trotted up to me and I remembered.
"Who are you?" he asked, furry legs twitching. He had brown, curly hair and tiny horns.
"Lena Hunter. I'm a demigod, apparently." He frowned.
"We've gotta get you to Chiron. You should have been claimed years ago. Come on." He beckoned for me to follow. "Oh, by the way, I'm Grover Underwood." I followed him into a weird looking office cabin thing, where a horse man was reading a book.
"Oh, dear," he said as soon as he looked at me. "You're a demigod, I assume?" I nodded. "How old are you?" he asked.
"Seventeen," I answered.
"Hm. Odd a seventeen year old shows up one year after the war ended..." he mumbled. "Anyway, come on. You're going to the Herm..." he stopped mid-sentence, looking above my head. I looked up and saw a sun with a bow and arrow next to it. "Never mind. Your name?" he asked.
"Lena Hunter," I answered.
"Well, Lena Hunter, you're going to the Apollo cabin." I followed him and crashed on the sole empty bunk, trying not to wake anyone up.
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The next morning, I woke up to about ten different faces staring at me. I screamed and sat up. "You're the new kid?" the oldest guy asked curiously. He had blond hair and blue eyes, and seemed easygoing enough.
"Yeah, but I don't think I'm that much younger than you," I replied. "If you are older than me at all." He raised his eyebrows with a quirky little grin spreading across his face.
"I'm 17. Turned seventeen during June. You?" he asked.
"17. Turned seventeen...during June. What's your name?" I asked him back.
"Will Solace. Get it? Like sunlight, for Apollo? And yours is..."
"Lena," I filled in. "Lena Hunter."
"Great. I'll be your tour guide for today. Um, you have sword fighting with...Percy Jackson," he murmured. "That's weird. Chiron never pairs up the new kids with Percy. Anyway," he said, expression clearing up. "let's go. Oh, and change into these." He threw me an orange t-shirt and shorts. I changed and hurried out after him.

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