I sat down on the love seat next to my girlfriend, Eleanor Clatter. We were casually waiting for the other campers to help heal the wounded, while trying to barricade the Big House. Man, I wish we could just go back to the good times. Camp Half-Blood has been at war for almost two weeks now and it's horrible. It all started from a friendly game of Capture of the Flag, when a daughter of Hades and my half-brother son of Zeus got into a fight over who's more powerful, which is pretty stupid thing to fight over, when a son of Zeus is clearly more powerful.
But anyway, the fight soon became pretty public, when some of us started taking sides, creating arguments, and of course making us have this pathetic civil war.