Percy Moving into Cabin 3 (CLOSED)

I turned around to see a boy with dirty-blond hair. I was wearing my pyjama pants with a camp half-blood tee on. I honestly didn't care what he thought of my fashion style.
"What's up?" I finally ask after inspecting him.

"Ugh, you know that isn't what I mean." I said to him with my hand on my hip.
"What are you doing here?" I say, the tiniest bit pissed off.

I raised my eyebrow at him. 'You got claimed at a swimming race?" I said. "Nice, one." I added sarcastically, sitting down on my bed.

I shrugged. "Meh, I don't know." I answered him. I lay down looking up at the bunk above. I guess it had been all right being alone. It meant I had no pests bugging me.

(morning-lunch?)

"Wait up." I said, chucking my converse on. "Im starving." I added, following him out of the cabin.

(yep)
"Definitley not by the water." I said. My fear of water was ridiculous. I could hardly have a shower or control my power. It was stupid!
I continued with my claiming story. "I got claimed at the campfire thing everyone goes too. To be honest, I didn't want anyone to stare at me like they did." I added.
I was still in my pyjama pants when we had arrived at the Mess Hall.