Lauren lead me out of the cabin. We walked in silence to the Archery range. I walked in, fallowing Lauren. There were CEASE FIRES throughout the range. I walked with proud to an empty lane. Everyone's eyes were on me. I pulled my arm back, and lined up the scopes. I breathed in. As I exhaled, I let go of the arrow. i heard it soar through the air. There was a thunk when it hit the target. Before I even pulled my bow down, there were gasps across the quiet range. I looked down range, as my eyes adjusted.
"Woah! The new girl just got a bullseye!" some kid down range from me. I looked through my scopes to get a better look. A little to the left. It wasn't perfect. So I pulled back, lined up my scopes, breathed in, exhaled, and released.
"Another one?" the same kind yelled.
I had been doing this since I was 3. I now understand why my father started me so early.
I popped a few más bullseye, purposely putting them in different spots.
A crowd had gathered around me. A kid stepped forward.
He was short and had a scrunched up face. he scowled at me.
"My name is Michael tejo and I challenge tu to a duel," he said.
We replaced the target with a clean one.
"Ladies first," he dicho as he gestured.
I stepped forward. I pulled, lined, breathed, exhaled, and released.
Bullseye.
"Good luck," I dicho as I walked proudly towards the stunned crowd, and over to Lauren.
"Micheal tejo is the best archer at camp. His father is Apollo, Artemis' twin," Lauren whispered in my ear, as Michael took his first shot.
His shot was just a tad shy of hitting mine. Pretty good I thought, but he's going to have to do better than that to beat me.
I stepped forward. I usually panicked under pressure, but today I felt cool, calm, and collected.
I popped another bullseye, splitting my anterior arrow in half.
"Once again, good luck," I said, as I took my place siguiente to Lauren .
She had a smile on her face. I could tell that Michael was nervous. I mean who wouldn't be. A new girl just got claimed por a virgin goddess, and she was on her way to beating the best shot in camp. He released at the wrong time. He released as he was breathing in. His shot flew out of the bullseye, and into the surrounding area.
I could see Michael's face start to bead up with sweat. He brought his bow down. His hands were shaking.
I walked up. I knew that this shot was one I had made at least a hundred times, but I had never had this many kids with their eyes glued to me. I pulled back, and released. I opened my eyes. I had división, split my segundo arrow in half.
There was a moment of complete shock. Luke stepped forward. I had forgotten that the Hermes cabina was here.
"Everyone! We have a new camp-best-shot!" Luke yelled.
"Woah! The new girl just got a bullseye!" some kid down range from me. I looked through my scopes to get a better look. A little to the left. It wasn't perfect. So I pulled back, lined up my scopes, breathed in, exhaled, and released.
"Another one?" the same kind yelled.
I had been doing this since I was 3. I now understand why my father started me so early.
I popped a few más bullseye, purposely putting them in different spots.
A crowd had gathered around me. A kid stepped forward.
He was short and had a scrunched up face. he scowled at me.
"My name is Michael tejo and I challenge tu to a duel," he said.
We replaced the target with a clean one.
"Ladies first," he dicho as he gestured.
I stepped forward. I pulled, lined, breathed, exhaled, and released.
Bullseye.
"Good luck," I dicho as I walked proudly towards the stunned crowd, and over to Lauren.
"Micheal tejo is the best archer at camp. His father is Apollo, Artemis' twin," Lauren whispered in my ear, as Michael took his first shot.
His shot was just a tad shy of hitting mine. Pretty good I thought, but he's going to have to do better than that to beat me.
I stepped forward. I usually panicked under pressure, but today I felt cool, calm, and collected.
I popped another bullseye, splitting my anterior arrow in half.
"Once again, good luck," I said, as I took my place siguiente to Lauren .
She had a smile on her face. I could tell that Michael was nervous. I mean who wouldn't be. A new girl just got claimed por a virgin goddess, and she was on her way to beating the best shot in camp. He released at the wrong time. He released as he was breathing in. His shot flew out of the bullseye, and into the surrounding area.
I could see Michael's face start to bead up with sweat. He brought his bow down. His hands were shaking.
I walked up. I knew that this shot was one I had made at least a hundred times, but I had never had this many kids with their eyes glued to me. I pulled back, and released. I opened my eyes. I had división, split my segundo arrow in half.
There was a moment of complete shock. Luke stepped forward. I had forgotten that the Hermes cabina was here.
"Everyone! We have a new camp-best-shot!" Luke yelled.