Rhyan theft (age 12)

''There she is'' he pointed at the girl who's back was turned leaving only her sandy hair to glisten in the sun.

''Who?''

''The theif." He replied simply. His best mate rolled his eyes. "Well duh she's the daughter of hermes. Kinda in the job description."

A first year camper looked up at him. "What she steal?"

He looked down at the floor as though it was the most important thing in the world. "My first kiss"

WARNING: I AM DYSLEXIC SO THERE WILL BE SPELLING MISTAKES AND STUFF

ALSO THERE WILL BE SWEARING AND VIOLENCE AND STUFFS

AND (sadly) i DON'T OWN PERCY JACKSON