Kirsten Wheeley Enters Camp

I raised my hand overtop my sweaty brow, trying to shade my eyes from the bright sun's glare as I looked out at the vast sweep of land that outstretched past the border. I had been at archery practice when Chiron had announced he had recently received word that a new demigod was due to arrive at camp soon. Naturally, I had volunteered to keep watch for this new demigod. I had recently helped out Xavier, the son of Hermes get settled to camp and the feeling of helping out those that needed easing into the demigod 'culture' filled me with self confidence. Not only did I get to meet really cool people, it felt right to me to be able to be that guidance for whenever they needed it. I was like those preppy senior high school students that helped greet the freshmens. I just hoped I wasn't that annoying.
I squinted across the bright environment and soon enough a girl emerged from the forested woods. She was younger than me, about middle school aged. She had curly ringlets of a warm, coffee coloured hair and she sported a black leather jacket over her clothes that glinted in the sun, causing me to squint harder. I waved my other arms above my head excitedly, a goofy grin plastered on my face.
"Hey!" I called out.
She seemed to have already noticed me, her deep brown eyes catching my gaze. I approached her, my arm extended for a fist bump, since obviously the preppy high school seniors are too cool for handshakes.
"Welcome to Camp Half Blood." I told her. "I'm Luke, and I'll be your fellow tour guide for today."