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Post by Magicman on Nov 19, 2011 8:02:44 GMT -5
Alex Crossley trudged to shore. His arms were sore from swimming. His blond hair was dry, so were his clothes. He had the strange feeling he had been here before.
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Post by Magicman on Nov 19, 2011 17:02:56 GMT -5
Alex checked his surroundings. They felt familiar. Then, he finally got a look at what he was wearing. He wore a white t-shirt, USA shorts, black converses, and a red plaid shirt over his white t-shirt. He brushed his dark, blond hair out of his eyes, and sat down in the sand.
Matty noticed the boy on the beach. She jogged over to greet him, but stopped when she saw his face. He looked like a boy she'd meet at prom. Matty shrugged and walked up to him. "Hello." She greeted. "I'm Matty, you are?"
"Alex...Crossley." Matty nodded. "Are you new here at camp?" Alex seemed confused. "This is a camp? Frankly, I don't know where I am, or what I was doing before this." Matty smiled slightly. "I'll take you to Chiron, he'll explain. That or other demigods." She took his hand and guided him toward the Big House.
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