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Joe slipped his black sneakers onto his feet, before fixing his orange ‘Camp Half Blood’ shirt. His brown necklace adorned with 4 beads for the four years he’d been there. Joe smirked up at you, watching you climb down the ladder to he bunk bead as he opened the cabin 11 door, you both being kids of Hermes.

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“What do you think we’ll be doin’ today?”

Joe asked, not paying attention and running straight into Dionysus’ kid, Ross.

“Agh-“

Ross fixed his balance, Joe looking a little guilty before just smiling at Ross, Ross simply sighing and greeting Joe and you.

“I’m assuming you’re all caught up in your thoughts?”

He asked, crossing his arms.

The sounds of grass and leaves being stepped on came from behind you, before seeing all of the other three demi-gods, who you, Joe and Ross all called your best friends.

“Hey!”

Rob called out, his yellow eyes almost as bright as the sun- being Apollo’s kid and all- which always made Ross a little hesitant to look anywhere near Rob’s eyes. Behind Rob, was Andrew, the child of Calliope, the god of poetry and music.

Andrew had a little notebook held in his left hand, his other hand holding a pencil that looked like one of the Satyrs stepped on.

“You all doing good today?”

Zubin asked, his arms hung to his sides comfortably. Zubin was the son of Asclepius, the god of medicine.

“Doing good,”

Andrew said, not knowing Zubin wasn’t talking to him, since Andrew was too focused in whatever he was writing. Zubin just chuckled, before looking back at Ross, Joe and you to hear your answers.