"Go to the camp, honey," my aunt told me. I was shaking and standing at the entrance of the camp. The camp was something my aunt had told me about all my life.
"Aunt Kelly, will you be able to bring me?" I asked. I already knew what this camp was about and it didn't seem fun. I knew I was not a regular mortal. I was part god. Poseidon was my dad.
"No, I am sorry, sweetie. I'm a mortal and they won't let me in," my Aunt apoligized. I hugged her.
"Now, go! go hurry!" she whispered. I nodded, grabbed my backpack then walked up a big hill.
In the distance I saw nothing but a strawberry farm.
"Uh..." I said aloud. Then I noticed a boy running up to me.
"Hey! you must be Lilly!" he greeted.
I nodded. "Yeah... my names Lilly."
"I'm Grover. You will love it here at camp! it's the best!" he answered.
"My aunt told me all about this camp. Am I really a daughter of Posiedon?" I said.
His eyes widened, "Your aunt told you that?"
"Holy Zeus... alright lets go talk to Chiron..."
"Did you just say... Holy Zeus?" I asked and followed him down the hill.
Grover nodded, "Yep."
What have I gotten myself into?