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The first person to come off the huge dragon headed ship was a girl in an orange shirt about my age. She had this fierce expression and the way she moved screamed that she was looking for something. Her curly blonde hair reflected the sunlight and as she got closer she had these dangerous gray eyes. Minerva eyes, the same ones that every other Minerva demigod has. Except these pairs threw more daggers than the knife that hung at her side.
Her eyes searched frantically around the whole camp. Behind her, more teenagers were docking the ship. When her eyes rested on me, they stayed on me. The way she stared at me was intimidating, but familiar. She started walking towards me until there were only a few feet separating us. I felt like the air around me was growing thicker and thicker, she was silent. He eyes haven't left my own, she was waiting for me to speak.
I cleared my throat because I felt like I built up a bunch of phlegm in a couple of seconds. I waved pathetically and said, "Hey,"