Again, just another idea that bounced around in my head...also again, not my top updating priority. But, I hope you like it nonetheless(:
I caught myself doing it again. And since I know you must be thinking something dirty, by 'it' I meant staring at him. And by 'him' I mean Sam Martin. The infamous, glory bound son of Apollo. Blonde hair, blue eyes, hardly knows I exist; typical son of Apollo. And i'm being serious, children of Apollo rarely ever notice children of Hermes. For example, the one and only time Sam ever talked to me be called me Bailey and a daughter of Demeter. My name's Alyssa – Call me that and you die, though. I go by Allie. – and like I so obviously implied earlier, I'm a Daughter of Hermes. And to top it off I look nothing like a daughter of Demeter.
But, being me, of course I have to like Sam anyway; a boy who is not only completely clueless to who I actually am, but also the camp player. I'm serious; now, no one thought that Samson Martin of all people would become a player, but lo and behold, he is, excuse my language, a total man-whore.
I'm just kidding; I don't give a fuck if I swear and you don't like it.
Anyway, it's weird because, really; he's still thirteen, even if he's fourteen in October. It's hard to be a man-whore at fourteen. But he has accomplished it. So go figure I like the whore at camp including guys and girls. And Aphrodite kids. Including everyone at camp.
But we're only thirteen/fourteen; I'll get over him eventually, right?
I tore my eyes away from him and back to the task at hand; rock-climbing, which I happen to be absolutely horrible at. But hey; why do I have to do it? I was in the back and everyone was staring at the person currently climbing the wall—Amethyst, I think. So there's no reason why I shouldn't be able to just leave. I slipped back into the shadows where I hid most of the time. As soon as I was out of sight I broke into a sprint, running quick as a storm spirit, dashing in between trees to get the hell out of there. As soon as I was back inside the Hermes cabin I collapsed on my bunk, and Connor and Travis – apparently skipping, like me – nodded towards me in greeting. I nodded back at them as I grabbed a controller to the Wii next to my bed – Yeah, we've all got our gadgets – and began to play Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn.
I let my hands take over playing the game and just let my mind wander...right back to Sam. What was he doing right now? Probably finished rock climbing, took his shirt off from the heat...
No, I can't do this to myself. Because I'm Alyssa Bays and I would never like a boy like Sam. And I've been though way too much with guys already. I don't need this.
And besides, Sam Martin is just too damn...Sam for me.