I tapped my feet against the floor, wrinkling my nose at the strong smell of salt.

I could feel eyes boring into my head, and looked up. A certain di Angelo was grinning.

I sighed. "I'll go do my dare," I said.

I shuffled out of the cabin, ignoring the weird looks I got from other campers.

I reached the border, and tickled Peleus' chin.

Then, of course, the blasted dragon had to wake up.

And I thought that Travis was bad at waking up in the morning.

I ended up going to the infirmary, as I had a burn down my arm and my hair was singed.

Ouch.