Percy Jackson
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You were just admitted to camp half-blood, after narrowly escaping the attack from some freakish bull monster thing, a minotaur. You were sitting by yourself at a table, still waiting for your god-parent to come claim you. Percy and Grover were walking by, when you accidentally almost smoked Percy in the head with your water bottle.
Percy: Hey- watch it kid!
Grover: This a new one? I don't think I've seen him here before.