Annabeth was late, she quietly rushed in, "Sorry I'm late, urm, sorry, I got sort of lost." she said quietly, hoping that they would understand, she wasn't sure wether to sit down or wait to be asked, so she stood where she was, her bag very inconvinently split down the side and all of her quills and parchments, and her favourite book fell all over the floor, she haistedly gathered them up, but had lost almost half of her pens. Great start! Your late and you drop all of you stuff in the meeting! she told herself, she could feel her cheeks going red.