Her freckles were orange, as if somebody had spray-painted her face with liquid Cheetos.

“I can't get through the year without getting kicked out or blowing something up.”

“Hey Grover! Thorn's kidnapping us! He's a poisonous spike-throwing maniac! Help!”

“Wow," Thalia muttered. "Apollo is hot." "He's the sun god," I said."That's not …”

“Percy looked at his friends. “I’m getting tired of this guy’s shirt.”