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Gael's eyebrows rose playfully at Andralyn as she stuck her tongue out at him. "Careful there. I might just take that as an invite." he mused with a smirk. He had always thought of her as a go to girl, she was pretty in her own right. One of the hot ones in the camp if of course you didn't count those Aphrodite girls. Those girls would be the death of him. They knew how to have fun and Gael was all about that. His eyes found Andralyn's when she told them that she was going to be grounded. He made a face and rolled his eyes. "Listen here, you gotta stop doing your shit." he chuckled a little and shook his head watching her as she grabbed the joint from his hand. He smirked when she said it was the best and he turned to see what Petal was going to do. Of course, she took it. Petal was another one that he could see him having fun with. He liked her attitude with everything. She seemed chill. He liked that about people. He took the joint from Petal as she passed it back to him and he brought it to his lips for a second holding it there so he could move up a little in the bed. He took a drag and held it in before talking in a stranded voice. "I honestly wonder. Where I picked up both up at." he said as he blew out the smoke. He took another puff, holding it in longer before handing it off to Andralyn with a smile. His eyes turned to Petal as she says something about being grounded was the perfect opportunity for inner exploration. He went to laugh, forgetting that he still had the smoke in his lungs and started coughing, waving his hand in front of his face while trying to get himself breathing better again. He returned her gaze she had given him and sent her a wink. He was starting to feel a little better, more relaxed, mellow. He was enjoying himself with two hot girls. He was living the dream. Well so he thought. His gaze never leaving Petal in the moment since she was the one that was talking. "What kind of burning questions are you looking for there Petal." he mused as his eyes hooded a little. "I have secrets but none I'm willing to confess to the two of you." he told him playfully. He had no idea what they would want to bring out of him, but if they asked and done the right things maybe. "Better yet." he said as he glanced over to Andralyn. "Truth or dare Red." he questions her as he laid his hands on his belly.

Petal giggled at Andralyn's playful smoke gesture, her redheaded friend was always a swirl of rebellion and playfullness. She took the offered joint gracefully, a painter accepting a precious brush. "Thanks," she winked at Andralyn before taking a thoughtful drag. The sensation was an immediate wash of warmth and relaxation that fit her current energetic, yet mischievous mood perfectly. "Mmm, that's a masterpiece," she nodded to Gael, appreciating the quality. As she passed the joint back to Gael, she couldn't help but revel in the sense of camaraderie that filled the room. It was a welcome break from the usual demigod chaos—no monsters to fight, no gods to appease. Just a pure, human moment. "Honestly you guys are like the best part of my day, seriously," she grinned, her tone flirtatious but genuine. She leaned in slightly towards the duo, her head slightly tilted. "Being grounded sounds like the perfect opportunity for some inner exploration, doesn't it?" she said, directing the comment at Andralyn but letting her gaze flirt across to Gael as well. She moved and settled back into a comfy seat facing her two friends, legs still crossed. Her eyes flitted between Andralyn and Gael, eager to see where this night would lead. "So, now that we're all here, what shall we talk about? Any burning questions or secret confessions?" she asked, her voice playful. She was ready for whatever the universe had in store for them tonight.

Mason got up early Saturday morning, sneaking around his room to not wake Maddox, he threw on some running clothes. He wanted to go for a run to also explore some of the land that the camp was on. He debated on waking his brother up, but thought better of it, since he could be a grouchy pain in the mornings. Headed the kitchen in their cabin he grabbed a bottle of water and headed out the door. As he ran through the woods, he was falling a trail that led out toward the beach, but it was a way he hadn't been yet. He was enjoying his jog, when he seen someone in the distance, he wasn't sure who they were, but they seemed to be laying against a tree. As he got closer, he could see it was a girl and she appeared to be sleeping. Getting closer, a few fallen twigs crunched under his feet, which caused the girl to stir but she just yawned and adjusted her body. Just as he passed her, he got this strangle feeling of tiredness, yawning himself, he slowed down just passed the girl. "What the hell" he says aggravated, he wasn't tired at all and now all of a sudden, he wanted to go laydown and sleep himself. Turning toward the girl, he glared at her trying to figure out if she had something to do with it or not. 2 @ Savanna Lewis

The sharp coolness of the night's air ran a contrast to the feverish anticipation welling up within Benji. He allowed himself a moment to observe the smooth expanse, now deliciously laid bare under his watchful eyes. His palm ghosted over the curves of Novalie's pert bottom, feeling the silky skin shiver under his touch, even as his fingers traced a tantalizing path to the small of her back. "Seems like you're in dire need of some lessons, Nova," he murmured, a single slap landing on her cheek with a force that resonated in the quiet enveloping them. He continued, but with a gentleness that contradicted the previous severity. Each slap that followed was punctuated with a swift, soothing stroke, the contrasting sensations designed to blur the boundaries between punishment and pleasure. "No more defiance, understood?" he commanded firmly, continuing his teaching. Each sharp spank was measured, an artful dance that painted her pale skin a rosy hue. Benji's strong hand alternated between Novalie's cheeks, leaving no spot untended. Between each calculated whack, he would gently rub the flushed skin, the heat from each stroke soothing the sting, sparking a contrasting rhythm of pain and satisfaction. The authoritative slap of his palm against her soft skin created a tempo that was both demanding and tantalizing. Each ensuing smack and the immediate follow-through of his touch meant to drive her deeper into the intoxicating spiral of his lesson. By the time Benji felt the lesson given ample justice, Novalie's now burning-red cheeks bore the evidence of his firm lesson on discipline. His fingers traced the warm imprints fondly while his other arm securely held her waist, anchoring her in the sea of her awakened sensations. "Lesson over, my sassy princess," he intoned, ending the masterful discipline ritual, his hands now firm and reassuring, massaging her inflamed bottom in soothing circles. Even in the silence that followed, the echo of his lessons already carved in the iridescent canvas of the night remained, a tangible evidence of his unique 'teaching' methods. And as he released her, allowing her to get up off her lap an evident manifestation of his own intense desire became more apparent. Benji's arousal reflected visibly, his engorged length throbbed with an intensity reflecting the pulsating heat of the moment. The demanding arousal coursed teasingly up his member, veins thrumming with anticipation, the tapered head shiny with pre-cum testament to the lust 'teaching' had awoken in him. "Mmmmm you look delightful with red ass, how's that mouth of yours doing now? There's more I can teach you that would certainly put your mouth to better use. Since you've been such a good student you're welcome to take a closer look, I know you want to" he teased matter-of-factly as he continued sitting on the bench lightly stoking his cock.

Andralyn laughed and hit Gael's thigh playfully "well your already in my bed" she says teasingly, grabbing the joint from him after he about choked himself. Rolling her eyes, she takes a hit of the joint, holding it in as she spoke "I'll never stop, it's too much fun" she says as she blows the smoking out. Looking to Petal, she smiles as the girl spoke, she was such a sweet girl, Andralyn wondered how they became friends sometimes. Adjusting herself so that she was sitting with her legs stretched out across Gael's lap, she leaned back on one arm, taking another long drag of the joint. Her head tilted back and she held the smoke in as long as she could, before bringing her head back up and blowing it. The weed was starting to hit just slightly, giving her a more relaxed demeanor, as she leaded up to pass the joint over to Petal. "Oooooo secrets! Spill them!" she exclaims with a laugh, a bit of coughing as she pull out the rest of the smoke, she didn't realize she still hand in her lungs. Andralyn always seemed to feel the most comfortable about these two, they were probably her closes friends, and the only ones to really see a side of her that most people never truly get to see of her. Andralyn reached out and grabbed Petal's hand, pulling at her to get back on the bed, "We don't gotta be in a perfect circle" she comments with a giggle. Turning back to Gael as he spoke, her smile widened at the mention of truth or dare. "Hell ya! Lets play! No holding back!" she says excited to see where this could take them, they were all already very flirtatious with each other whether they meant to be or not, it was honestly just how they were, maybe they all were a little to comfortable around each other. Andralyn still relaxed back with her legs stretched out, she looked back at Petal "Alright girly, Truth or Dare?" she questions her. She was ready to get the game started.

The mischievous smirk that was on his lips made her want to run away but then again made her want to stay there. She swallowed hard and blinked a little at him. His comment about his member made her moved slightly. Shit, why did she bring that up for. He seemed so confident in himself which was if she was being honest was kind of hot. She liked that in someone. He dropped his clothes to the ground and she had to fight herself to not look down at them. Was he crazy. She had given them to him to put on. "Well then don't wear them." she said tilting her head a litte while looking up at him. She was going to act like she didn't care that there was a naked guy in front of her. She couldn't help but snort a little at his comment about how he would make her. She rolled her eyes and brought her finger back form him. She didn't want him to grab her hand for anything. She watched him for a second more. There was something going on in his head and she was ready for it. She would match him if he tried anything. It took seconds. Second that she had barely registered in her own head. His face broke and soon his arms were around her, lifting her up. She let out a little scream not ready to be tossed over his shoulder. Her view was that of his ass, and she would be damned if it didn't look good at the moment, but she wasn't going to say anything. He had picked her up and tossed her like a rag doll. She didn't like that. "Qu’est-ce que vous faites" (What are you doing!)she began as she wiggled around. She placed her hands on his back and lifted herself up. "Benji" she had a little whin to her voice. She knew that she was in trouble at the moment. She had no idea what he was planning to do. He said something about spanking her but he wasn't really going to do that was he? He wasn't going to call her bluff would he. Her eyes widened a little as she looked around him where the bench was. "Wait!" She called out to him. She was in shock, her whole demener had come down. It was a second there, as she laid on his lap, her looking at the ground, but moved her head to look at his face. Her eyes searching his face. He looked rather serious. She swallowed once again, she was in so much trouble. She turned her face away from him and glanced back down at the ground. Her mind was everywhere. She had no idea what she was going to do. She let out a small sound when he grabbed the fabric that was on her bottom and ripped them off her. She jumped in his lap a little, grabbing a hold of the bench and turning back. "BENJI!" she said through her teeth in a little hiss. Her head keep turned to look at him. Her ass was in his view now and she was slightly embarressed. Her mind was reeling at the moment, everything playing in her head. Then his touch came to her skin and she couldn't help the shiver that slide through her body. Shit, this wasn't good at all. Him saying her name, in the deep voice he had made it worse. Her body moved on its own and she couldn't help but let out a little wimper as he asked her if this was what she wanted. His voice was doing something to her, the way that he spoke to her made her want more of it. She could feel something bubbling up in her. She could feel it in the air what was happening and she would be damned if she didn't want it as well. She bit her lip as he began his little spill. Taken a deep breath in she watched his mouth move. Everything was interesting in this moment. At his next words something snapped in mind. Her eyes hooded just a bit and her body relaxed as well. She wasn't as stiff as she was when he first placed her on his lap. A smirk made its way to her lips. "Then teach me then." she told him in a soft confident voice. "Teach me what cabin five does." There was lust in her voice, fuck if she cared about what Liam would say at the moment. She didn't make the move first. But of course, she would find herself in the middle of a whole different drama. She would just take a step back on that one. She didn't need to be jumping in on that one. She was just here for the moment.

"I guess so. It's just, I don't know," Amy pauses and looks at the lake. She didn't want to wait 'til she turned 18 or 16. She wanted to go back home. As much as she liked her budding friendship with Kenna, she needed to be at home, back with her mother and stepfather. "What do I need to learn so I can survive out there?" she asks anxiously. Her mind was swarming with thoughts and she couldn't keep herself calm. What could she do? What else could she possibly do? "You have skills and can do so much. I want to be able to do things too."

"That sounds lovely, the picnic, canoeing, relaxing, swimming and enjoying the view. I wouldn't want to try the climbing wall though, that sounds scary " Amy answers with a smile. She was not used to hanging out with someone. She had her step-granddad, but he was an older man and he still had a job and clients who needed him. Even at her ballet and figure skating classes, the other children were more of dance and skating friends. Most of them had wealthier families and had better relationships with their families. The fresh air was a nice welcome to her lungs, living in the city was loud and annoying. She couldn't help but miss her mom and her 3 half-siblings. "How do you know when you're ready to go back to your home?" she asks quietly. She loved the fact that she had made a new friend and that they were getting along, but she wanted to go home.

An unknown pleasure thrummed through his veins as she defied him again and again. Novalie was as feisty as they came, and Benji couldn't help but find her rebellious attitude strangely captivating, albeit annoying. With his mischievous smirk deepening, he received his clothes from her with a small chuckle, "Don't worry, Little Benji knows how to handle the cold just fine," he retorted, dropping them back to the ground. "I don't think I'll need these anytime soon." Then he arched an eyebrow at her little jab, seeing her confident demeanor falter for a fraction of a moment. Seeing Novalie in such close proximity was intoxicating. The way her chest heaved with each breath, the spark of defiance in her eyes, the vulnerable pulse throbbing at her throat. It was hard to control his urges, hard to bite back his response, but Benji had his pride as well. His mind was clouded with the alcohol from earlier, a mild buzz adding an unnatural sharpness to the whole encounter. He felt muddled, yet strangely focussed. "I don't need to try, Sweet Sass," he chuckled lowly, "I will." Though he inwardly cursed her for intruding his peace, he couldn't deny the enticing pull she possessed. It wasn't love, far from it. If anything it was an undeniable lust, purely physical. But enmity aside, he wouldn't lie to himself; the girl in front of him was provocative in nature and appearance, a temptress but seemingly unaware of her own allure. But dammit she just couldn't keep her mouth shut, and as an Ares he had a short temper to begin with. Losing his patience with Novalie's playful defiance, Benji dropped his repose as a menacing resolve hardened his features. All traces of his amused smirk evaporated, replaced by a fierce determination. Quick as a cat, he shot one arm under her knees while his other arm circled around her waist securely. And before she could react, he hoisted her up over his shoulder in a swift, fluid motion. Despite the unexpectedness of his actions, he couldn't help but notice the softness of her against his skin, which had an intoxicating feel to it. He confidently carried her towards the large wooden bench by the lake. Benji settled down, positioning her over his knees with an effortless strength. Her lacy black bottom was in his sight and his hand itched to tear away the soft fabric. Allowing his gaze to appreciate the sight just for a beat, he bunched the delicate lace in his hand. With a swift jerk, he tore off her lacy bottom, exposing the pale moonlight-kissed skin of her ass to his heated scrutiny. Benji confidently carried her towards the large wooden bench by the lake. Benji settled down, positioning her over his knees with an effortless strength. Her lacy black bottom was in his sight and his hand itched to tear away the soft fabric. Allowing his gaze to appreciate the sight just for a beat, he bunched the delicate lace in his hand. With a swift jerk, he tore off her lacy bottom, exposing the pale moonlight-kissed skin of her ass to his heated scrutiny. From his lips dripped a teasing, "Oh, Novalie," his deep voice holding an edge of mockery and unmistakable elation. He studied her curvaceous form with open desire, his fingers dancing lightly over her now exposed skin. "Is this what you wanted, huh?" he taunted, his voice lowered to a throaty whisper. Despite the implied humor, there was an undeniable undercurrent of tension tracing the contours of his resonant voice, making it reverberate through the silence of the moonlit night. "In Cabin Five we believe in discipline above all. Need me to teach that to you Sass?"

Amy smiled back feeling a sense of belonging. As the wind blew through her hair, she thought back to her camping trips with her church members. Those were the few times her mom could spend time with her other than Saturdays. The smell of Camp Halfblood was slightly different than the campsites she'd been to. First of all, the camps she went to weren't meant to be lived in long term. Then there was the fact that Camp Halfblood was a haven for halfbloods and the camps she's been to generally didn't have halfbloods and no one was aware of Greek deities. "I'd like to see the lake first please," she replies with a smile.

Andralyn laughed and stuck her tongue out playful at Gael to his comment. Soon he was on her bed making himself comfy, she's always like the idea of Gael in her bed, he was one of the better-looking guys at camp in her opinion. She watched as he started to get a joint ready, when her attention was pulled to the door, the bubbly colorful Iris girl appeared, her cheerful self was such a contrast to Andralyn but she liked it. Soon all three of them were on Andralyn's bed, she rolled her eyes about being in trouble "This will be the last time I get high for awhile, I'm going to be grounded" she said in an exasperated tone. "I am glad you both could make it thought, you all are pretty much my only friends" she chuckles "putting up with my antics" she continued as she scooted herself closer to Gael when he beckoned them both closer. He lit the joint taking in a long drag, holding it, she smiled at Petal, excited for what the night bring the three of them. When Gael released the smoke, it hit Andralyn's nose as she took in the smell, she could tell it was the good shit before he even said otherwise. He held the joint out and Andralyn reached for it, putting it to her lips she giggled "let the night began" taking in a long drag herself, she held it in her lungs. Turning to Petal she blew the smoke into her face playfully with a laugh, handing her the joint. "The fucking best" she said looking back to Gael.

Gael couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and tilt his head. "You in trouble. No?" he smirked as she sighed a little. This was red they were talking about here. He laughed when she told him that she had invited Petal as well. He shrugged. "Don't bother me not one bit." he told her honestly. When she patted the bed, he kicked off his shoes, pulling his wallet from his pants, dropping it to the floor next to them and walked over to the bed. He smirked and went all the way in it because he wanted to. "Trying to get comfy you know." he smirked as he began to open the baggy that was in his hand. He was going to be star getting things ready for the three of them. "Think that she'll come?" he questioned as he pulled the grinder out. He glanced up at Red for a moment when the door opened. His eyebrow ticked a little as he turned to look at Petal as she walked through the door. The colorful girl finally started talking and he couldn't help but smirk. It had been a little while since they all had been around each other. He enjoyed it very much. It did help his case when the two girls that were in the room and on the bed with him at this moment were pretty good looking. In their own right. A smirk came to his lips as he places the weed on the paper before he started rolling it. "Well Red didn't ask, I just brought it thinking that since she's in trouble." He said glancing at her for a moment. "This would be better than anything." he moved up against the headboard, moving to his side to grab the lighter from his pocket. He glanced up at the girls once more and pointed his finger in a come her motion, telling them to get closer to him. He wouldn't bite. Well, not hard. He would promise nothing. He put the joint between his lips and brought the lighter up, lighting it with ease. He took a in a deep breath, holding the smoke in his lungs for a moment before letting it come out slowly. He hummed a little as he held it out to the next person that would take it. Because if he was being honest with himself. These were two of the best girls in the camp. They weren't afraid of doing whatever. "It's the good stuff." He chuckled looking at the two back and forth.

His voice brought her back from her thoughts of what could be, and she rolled her eyes at it. "What?" she muttered. "Just seeing if there was anything to.... compare?" She smirked; her blue eyes sparked with mischievousness. She couldn't help it. She was always that way. She loved to defy people. Honestly it made her feel powerful, and of course she loved that feeling. She clicked her tongue with his next statement and laughed. "As if someone would say please to you." She rolled her eyes thinking about it, though she couldn't help but bite her lip. All the Ares boys had something going on. She wondered if it was the reason that her mother had fallen for their father. Had it trickled down to her that way. She knew that she was going to end up falling for one of the guys in Cabin five and honestly, she thought that it would be Liam but obviously that wasn't the case, he had never made the move to move ahead with her arrangement. Which of course ended up hurting her in the long run. She wasn't going to allow that anymore. She was going to fight back. No matter what it took. There were sparks flowing between them and Novalie couldn't help but want to grin at it. She liked the feeling of fighting with someone. If that someone had the guts to do it back. And of course, here he was, Benji, of all people. One of the brothers closer to Liam. She could have found another one that wasn't so close, but something pulled her into the one she had here. Everything about him seemed to draw her into him. It was almost like if she touched him, he would just disappear. She hated that thought. So, she stopped herself from moving closer to him. She liked what they had. She was once again biting her lip. Augh! What was it about this boy that made her so mad at the world. Not that she wasn't already mad at everything that had happened. At this point in their conversation, she couldn't help but watch him walk to the boulder. Shamelessly. Of course. Because that body. However, when the words registered in her head, she seen red. She marched up to the boy and placed a finger on his chest. Her blue eyes glaring into his own. "I'll have you know, I'm not a drama queen. Everything that happened today was due to your brother and that girl. I was just the innocent player in this game, and I just wanted to be able to come to the beach without having to be reminded that I somehow fucked up." she grumbled out at him. When he told her that she could keep the cloths she couldn't help but push them into his chest. "You keep them." she said glancing down at his manhood. "Little Benji might get a little cold being in the air like this." she smirked and went to turn around when he started with his next comment. She whipped around and glared at him, stomping up to him barely leaving an inch in between them. "I dare you to try to teach me any kind of manners..." She didn't dare move from her spot, her lips twitched into a smirk, she didn't think that he would do anything to her in the moment. But again, she didn't know Benji the way she knew Liam. Her breath was steady, but she needed something more. Being this close to him made her heart beat a little harder. She had no idea what was going with her own body at the moment. She knew the feeling she was feeling. It was lust. She hated that she was feeling it not hours after being hurt, though maybe a good fuck wouldn't hurt her. It might get her over the fact that Liam and Henry might be becoming a thing. She swallowed hard. "merde" she cussed in French under her breath for a moment. The guy in front of her was totally her type and she hated that fact. He was an ass. What made her want to be with someone like that.

Henry was a little taken aback by Novalie's politeness. The girl even went so far as to compliment her! This just made Henry feel worse; it was her who had initiated the kiss after all. Had Liam kissed back? Yes. The blame couldn't be entirely on his shoulders (though they were broad enough for the burden!) -- Henry knew she had to be honest. "Listen, you should know... we did kiss. I kissed Liam by the lake last night," remembering the moment, she touched the cut on the bridge of her nose softly. The slight pain returned her to the argument, the passion that had finally boiled over. It had felt like years in the making. "But he's not into me. He pretty much lives to piss me off, so you've got no competition here." Henry felt her arms go limp at her sides, forgetting the training session. Her mind was completely scrambled. Why did those words hurt to say? She couldn't possibly like Liam, so why did she feel so jealous and inadequate looking at his girl? Nova stood in a beam of sunlight like the world was putting a spotlight on her. Even in the blazing afternoon heat, she didn't sweat. Gods, I get it. Henry nodded slowly as the girl talked about the camp gossip mill. It was very true, and something she had stupidly not considered last night. "I understand if you're mad at me. I would kick my ass if I were you," she said, sincerely. It was true; she didn't have Nova's patience. The benefit of the doubt she was receiving felt unwarranted. After all, she had known about Liam and Novalie! Maybe she'd assumed that Nova wasn't serious about it, being an Aphrodite girl, but still... she'd done an unjust thing. "Liam's a stupid boy. About 12 shy of a dozen, honestly. But I should've known better. I'm sorry," the words hurt to say, but Henry knew she had to take responsibility.

Watching him freeze mid punch was funny to her. Simple as a couple words would do that to someone. She wondered what was going through his mind at the moment. Was he going to lie to her at this point? Then again what would be the point of doing that when the whole camp had heard about it. Her eyes were opened and the fact that Henry had even told her that it happened. She doubted that she would believe him anyways. To many people heard about it. She didn't trust him as much as she thought that she did. "Liam." she called back to him as she found a seat on the ground. She didn't know what else to do. She raised an eyebrow as he keeps on going on about everything that happened. Well at least he was honest about it. She figured that he would lie about it, maybe she had judged his character a little too fast. Then again, did she honestly even know him at this point? She grumbled a little, rolling her eyes at the same time. She was so over everything that happened today. "OH, I know." she told him as a matter of factly. "I've been hearing all over the camp." She said with a wave of her hand. "Oh, and to make it better, your brother thought that it would be a good idea to put me and your girl toy together in practice." she shot him a death glare. Was she going to take out what Dustin did on him. Oh 100%. She was a little scared of the older boy in his family. "So, tell me." she started. "I thought that I was at least special enough to know first-hand, not being the last one to know." she told him. "We had an agreement." She threw her hand up in the air. "Clearly you don't respect me enough to come to me before the whole camp knew." She was going to cry but fuck if he was going to see her do it. That was going to be to her brother. She knew that he would be able to talk her down from her feelings.

"I'd love that." She smiled at Kenna. "That would be so awesome. I could meet your mom and see more of the States. Then, I could show you Canada. There are so many beautiful things there. Plus I can translate for you. I'm bilingual." Amelia thought of what she'd need to know in terms of fighting. She imagined herself with Kenna touring the United States. She imagined trying out different kinds of food with her and going on many adventures together. "We could be like Charlie's Angels or Totally Spies or, it doesn't matter. We can come up with that later. Lead the way."

Julia smiled brightly when Abby complemented her picture "thank you!". She got even more excited when made the comment that they could be really good friends. She was thinking about the same thing, she really liked Abby and was hoping that they could be great friends. "I feel the same way! You are so cool!" she exclaims. Jumping up out of her chair she ran over to a shelf that it had sparkly glue and some pretty colorful felt balls. She wasn't sure what she would do with them yet, but she really liked them. Coming back to the table, she looked over at Abby's better "you're doing awesome, I like your drawling as well!" she said beaming from ear to ear. As she started to work on adding the glitter glue, she outlined some of her drawings with it, making them look even better, in her eyes anyways. Looking up at Abby "awesome!!! we need to set it up, so we can make those bracelets" she was super excited that her new friend was willing to join in. Going back to her drawing, she started to add a few felt balls, some yellow ones and blue ones, big and small. "Oh, umm my cabin is pretty chill. My mom is Hebe, which makes me have long youth?" she kind of puts a question toward it, she was honestly still trying to understand it all herself. "I'm still learning myself honestly" she said with a blush.

Krystal took a step back as McKayla collided with her wrapping her arms around her. Krystal laughed has she threw her arms around Mckayla "I've missed you too!! I'm so excited to see you!" They had felt like strangers for so long, it was nice to finally spend time with her younger sister. Once they released each other's embrace, Krystal grabbed Mk's hand "Let's go then!" she said enthusiastically. Krystal loved to dress up, specially when she is normally in workout clothes or sweatpants, so when the occasion arises, she is one of the first to get all dolled up. Getting the chance to help her sister pick out a beautiful dress was actually really exciting for her, but she knows it's going to be so hard to pick the perfect dress. They made their way to this cute little boutique, it was in one of those old style buildings, it was even colored in a beautiful mint green. In the windows were gorgeous ball gown dresses. Looking towards her sister she smiled brightly "this place looks like something out of a fair tale just from the outside!" she exclaimed as she reached for the door, opening it to let Mk in first. "After you" she smiled.

Benji's eyes widened in shock as the arena was submerged in pitch blackness. The sudden lack of light left him disoriented and he stumbled back trying to regain his bearings. Panic surged within him; the loss of vision was a situation he hadn’t prepared for. Though he was trained to fight in almost any condition, fighting blind was not his forte. His breaths came faster with his heart thudding against his chest as he struggled to suppress the unease within him. That was when he felt a tightening sensation around his legs, the cold bind of magic trying to hold him in place. Benji gritted his teeth with frustration. The camp rumors about Abigail's power had been true. She wasn't just some magic dabbler, she had grown to have some actual talent! Damn her and her tricks! Pushing past the panic Benji reached deep into his warrior instincts that was his true gift as a son of the war god. He had to rely on his other senses now. He strained his ears attempting to catch any sound Abigail might make. "You think darkness will save you, Red?" he hissed, hoping she might respond with any kind of sound that could clue him in as he knew she must be closing in to attack him. Trying to break free from the binds he grounded himself drawing on his strength to resist and fight the magical constraints. With every ounce of willpower he tried to sense where Abigail might be, waiting for an opportunity to turn the tables. If he could just land one solid hit...there! Even though he couldn't see he was certain that Abby was to his left so he swing in that direction as fast and as forceful as he could hoping to hit and knock her off her feet.

Derrick was never happy about going to school during the year but it seemed to make Octavia happy which he liked. The two of them were like stuck together like glue. There were these other girls at school that tried to get him to be around them and leave Octavia but he did not like that at all. Octavia was one of the first friends since Forest who just was there for him. The other girls gave him weird looks which just made him want to hide. Azrael said it was cause they liked him more than friends which he thought was GROSS! Being back at camp was no nice cause there was just sword fights and fun. No homework or gross girls!!!! He had just got settled in his cabin when Octavia came to get him to go with her for some craft. Laughing he kind of dragged his heels to mess with her "Why are you going so fast?" he giggled as she pulled him. "What is the rush anyways?"

Carter

Just looking at him, she knew that he was angry. Most of the Ares campers were on a short fuse anyways, but it wasn't like Novalie came here and wanted to play nicely anyways. He knew how to press her buttons and by the gods he was pushing them left and right. She crossed her arms and raised one of her perfectly plucked eyebrows at him. "I don't think you wanted anything Liam." She sighed hard. Maybe it wasn't really his fault. Again, Henry did tell her that she was the one that started the kiss, and she was nothing but pleasant to the girl. WHAT THE FUCK! He didn't mean for it to happen, but it did, and now she was looking like the fool to everyone in the camp. She puffed out her cheeks a little and she let her arms drop from them being crossed. "Well, you could have come to me after it happened. I would have known then..." she told him. Tears coming to her eyes, she didn't want to fight him at the moment. She watched him take a breath and he started in again, she went to say something to him, but his words seemed to come out faster than her mind could think. When he called her childish her mouth dropped. He was blamming her? HE WAS BLAMING HER FOR THIS! Without a second thought coming to her head, she walked up to him and pointed her finger in his chest. "Comment osez-vous me traiter d’enfantin!" (How dare you call me childish!). she yelled. "Je t’aimais et tu es parti et tu as baisé." (I loved you and you went off and fucked up.) She poked his chest a couple times for good messure. "Et vous avez les couilles de me traiter d’enfantin, alors que vous ne pouvez même pas prendre le blâme vous-même." (And you have the balls to call me childish, when you can't even take the blame yourself.) Her tears were flowing from her eyes by this point, and she was so upset. She was the innocent one in the whole thing, yet he was telling her it was more or less her. "Je n’avais rien à voir avec le fait que tu embrasses quelqu’un d’autre. Je ne t’ai pas du tout fait faire ça." (I had nothing to do with you kissing someone else. I didn't make you do that at all.) She huffed out a breath. "You're childish yourself Liam. I was just coming here to speak to you, and you blow up at me like it's my fault." she let her hand drop from touching him and she moved back. "I don't think I can do this right now." she turned her head away from him.

Liam could feel the anger boiling in him as he felt so frustrated with the whole thing. It wasn't as if he had kissed Henry but she kissed him. UHHHHHHHH that stupid night was full of dumb things that just made him confused on everything in his life. First his dad told him about a war coming and then that thing with Henry he didn't want to speak of. As Novalie spoke, her words sliced through Liam like a dagger. Anger and frustration churned within him, and he struggled to contain his emotions. He clenched his fists at his sides, his knuckles turning white as he fought to keep his temper in check. "You think I wanted this?" Liam snapped, his voice trembling with a mix of anger and self-disgust. "You think I wanted everyone to know? You think I don't respect you enough to tell you first?" His words came out in a rush, his frustration boiling over. He couldn't believe the situation he had landed himself in, and he was growing increasingly furious with each passing second. He took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure but it wasn't happening. "Novalie, I didn't plan any of this. It was a mistake, a stupid, impulsive mistake," he admitted, his voice softer now, laced with regret. "I never wanted to hurt you like this, but I'm human, and I messed up. I'm trying to make it right, but I need you to understand that I never meant for any of this to happen....but if you are too childish to under I can get that". Liam knew he was in dangerous territory as he was just as mad as it felt like she was.