When Camp Jupiter let you into camp, there was one tiny problem.

You didn't know a word of Latin- which was, more or less, a requirement for demigods at Camp Jupiter. Thankfully, the Praetor himself, Jason Grace, had been awfully patient with you as you adjusted to the militaristic lifestyle of camp.

So now, you sat next to him, books propped open, and trying to learn the stupidly Roman language.