You were new to Camp HalfBlood. You knew nobody. You recognized nobody. You could barely even wrap your head around the fact that you were a demigod.

You were walking around the camp, taking in the surroundings.

The awesome looking cabins. The amazing statues. The.. well…. Everything!

You got so carried away that you didn’t even realize you walked right in between two people who were playing a game of discus, and BAM!!!….

…a discus hit you, and you face planted to the ground.

This was your fifth time being hit in the head. Today.

Some… blond guy ran over to you, then knelt down in front of you. The first three things you noticed were the scar on his lip, his glasses, and his… stormy-looking blue eyes.

Jason: “Hey, hey, kid? Are you okay? You didn’t get hit too bad, right? Leo! You hit a kid again!”