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All around me, demigods, Greek and Roman alike, were fighting for their lives; you may be wondering what they I should say we were fighting. I still find it hard to believe that we were fighting the Earth Goddess Gaea herself. Suddenly, a monster lunged at me and…
I woke up with a start. I was safe. I was in my cabin at Camp Half-Blood; it had been a week since we had defeated Gaea. Yet I was still having nightmares. I knew it was to be expected. After all, I had gotten a life-threatening injury and lost many friends. I peeked out the curtain; it was still dark outside. I could see the sun starting to peek over the horizon. I should back up and tell you how I got to this point. My name is Ames. I’m a sixteen-year-old daughter of Hecate. I live in cabin 20 at Camp Half-Blood with my half-brothers and half-sisters, and last year I even became the head counselor. I have an incredible boyfriend named Leo Valdez, plus my amazing friends Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Piper McLean, Jason Grace, Hazel Levesque, Frank Zhang, Nico DiAngelo, Clarisse LaRue, and Will Solace plus all my half-siblings. I came to camp when I was thirteen. I’ve been living here since then, and I was part of the prophecy of eight and sailed on the Argo II.
“Ames,” A voice whispered in the dimly lit cabin. It sounded like my half-sister Lou Ellen and my second-in-command.
“Yeah,” I whispered back.
“Did you have another nightmare? Should I get Leo?” she asked.
“No!” I shouted, probably waking up the whole camp. Although he was perhaps up, I hated inconveniencing anyone, especially Leo. My fatal flaw isn’t asking for help. Thankfully, at least Lou Ellen seemed to drop the subject for now. But it was too late. A knock sounded at the cabin door. I say knock, but Leo can’t knock softly, so it sounds more like pounding.
“Ames, was that you?” Leo asked through the door. I groaned and slammed my face into my pillow; by now, everyone in the cabin was up, and I knew no one would cover for me, so I reluctantly said yes. The door opened, and Leo walked in. He looked exhausted, and I felt even more guilty than I had if that was possible. I heard Leo quietly ask if we could have some space, and the cabin cleared out.
“Sor-” I started to say before being cut off by him saying.
“Don’t even think about apologizing. I want to make sure you're ok,” Leo said.
I don’t deserve him, I thought.
“I can hear your thoughts from here,” He said. “What dream was it this time?”
“It wasn’t a dream; I just didn’t want to discuss it,” I responded.
“Well then, we don't have to talk; we can just go for a walk,” He easily said