I pushed as hard as I could but this thing had it's mind set on killing me. I heard Lauren come over.
"Lauren! What are bạn doing just standing there! Help get this thing off!" I screamed.
Evidently, none of the tourists on the bờ biển, bãi biển were paying any attention to the little 11 năm old getting mauled bởi this demon creature thing.
"Chiron!" Lauren yellped.
"Who the heck are bạn talking about?" I screamed once again. Lauren wasn't paying any attention to me.
The galloping on the shore, was coming closer. Maybe this "Chiron" was on a horse.
"Lauren. Take this. Give it Artemisia," a deep voice said. No one ever called me my real name. No one.
"No Chiron. I'm going to do this myself," Lauren đã đưa ý kiến in her sad attempt at being brave.
The tiếp theo thing I know, Lauren has a sword in her hand and came slicing down on the thing. It turned to dust. There I was. Laying on a dock, covered in thing dust, and some complete stranger knew my real name.
"Artemisia. We need to leave now," đã đưa ý kiến the man. I'm supposing that this was Chiron.
He threw me up on to his horse, along with Lauren. He galloped away. Suddenly, we were going at like a million miles an hour. the Maine scenery was rushing past us like a blur.
"We're here," Chiron said.
"Where is here?" I asked. There were trees about 70 feet tall and then there was one pine cây that was taller than all the rest. There was a gate that had something written on the hàng đầu, đầu trang of it. I strained my eyes to try to read it, automatically supposing that is was in English. It shocked me when I realized that I could read it. The only problem was that it wasn't in English.
I was wonder what was "Camp Half-Blood". The sign đã đưa ý kiến it was Camp Half-Blood.
"Artemisia, follow me." Chiron đã đưa ý kiến behind me. I turned ans almost screamed. He had a man's head, but a white stallions body.
"What are you?!" I questioned, smothering the need to scream.
"I am Chiron. I am a centaur," He đã đưa ý kiến as calmly as anyone would expect someone to say that their half-horse.
I opened my mouth to say something, but Lauren interrupted me.
"Chiron, Artemisia has had a really long day. Can I get her a place in lều, cabin 11, and tomorrow maybe can we give her the tour?" Lauren said. It was the first time she'd ever called me "Artemisia".
"Of course," Chiron said.
"Come on Artie," Lauren said, signaling for me to come with her. Everyone called me Artie hoặc some other form of Artemisia. Any except the full version.
"Lauren! What are bạn doing just standing there! Help get this thing off!" I screamed.
Evidently, none of the tourists on the bờ biển, bãi biển were paying any attention to the little 11 năm old getting mauled bởi this demon creature thing.
"Chiron!" Lauren yellped.
"Who the heck are bạn talking about?" I screamed once again. Lauren wasn't paying any attention to me.
The galloping on the shore, was coming closer. Maybe this "Chiron" was on a horse.
"Lauren. Take this. Give it Artemisia," a deep voice said. No one ever called me my real name. No one.
"No Chiron. I'm going to do this myself," Lauren đã đưa ý kiến in her sad attempt at being brave.
The tiếp theo thing I know, Lauren has a sword in her hand and came slicing down on the thing. It turned to dust. There I was. Laying on a dock, covered in thing dust, and some complete stranger knew my real name.
"Artemisia. We need to leave now," đã đưa ý kiến the man. I'm supposing that this was Chiron.
He threw me up on to his horse, along with Lauren. He galloped away. Suddenly, we were going at like a million miles an hour. the Maine scenery was rushing past us like a blur.
"We're here," Chiron said.
"Where is here?" I asked. There were trees about 70 feet tall and then there was one pine cây that was taller than all the rest. There was a gate that had something written on the hàng đầu, đầu trang of it. I strained my eyes to try to read it, automatically supposing that is was in English. It shocked me when I realized that I could read it. The only problem was that it wasn't in English.
I was wonder what was "Camp Half-Blood". The sign đã đưa ý kiến it was Camp Half-Blood.
"Artemisia, follow me." Chiron đã đưa ý kiến behind me. I turned ans almost screamed. He had a man's head, but a white stallions body.
"What are you?!" I questioned, smothering the need to scream.
"I am Chiron. I am a centaur," He đã đưa ý kiến as calmly as anyone would expect someone to say that their half-horse.
I opened my mouth to say something, but Lauren interrupted me.
"Chiron, Artemisia has had a really long day. Can I get her a place in lều, cabin 11, and tomorrow maybe can we give her the tour?" Lauren said. It was the first time she'd ever called me "Artemisia".
"Of course," Chiron said.
"Come on Artie," Lauren said, signaling for me to come with her. Everyone called me Artie hoặc some other form of Artemisia. Any except the full version.
