Camp Half Blood Monologue

When you first met Nico you were about fourteen years old and had just arrived to Camp Half Blood. You were heading towards your cabin when you heard a group of campers laughing at two figures that were huddled in the middle of the circle that the bullies had formed. You noticed one boy shielding the other as the campers threw sticks at them, cackling as they taunted them for being gay. You lowered your eyes, thinking about how the bullies back home made you do humiliating things in front of people because of your test scores. Clenching your fists, you took a deep breath tried not to get too upset. A sudden urge to tell the campers to stop came over you, and before you knew it, you were marching over towards the group with bags in tow.
Some of the campers sensed your presence as you walked past them
His eyes hinted that he was nervous, telling you that he wasn’t very confident in this situation. Your mind raced as you thought up of different strategies to use against the bully. ‘He’s a bit on the heavy side, maybe I can use his size against him since I’m smaller. He also shifts his weight onto his left leg, maybe he’s broken it before?’ Motioning for him to draw his weapon, you looked over at the victims and saw them now standing by a boy with dark hair and sea-green eyes. "You're going to lose, princess, there’s no way you can take down a son of Ares, ” you heard the boy in front of you boast as he drew his sword. You narrowed your eyes and waited for him to come after you before you started your plan. He lunged, making you step to the side casually as if his attack was nothing. ‘Clumsy fighter, maybe I can trick him into going into a vulnerable position,’ you thought as he went to slash your throat. You dodged to the side and quickly dropped to the ground and roundhouse kicking him on the left leg. The boy yelped and toppled to the ground while clutching his