Bounding out of the dark cabin and into the sunlight, I couldn't help but smile as the rising sun hit my face, causing my skin to warm up immediately
Bounding out of the dark cabin and into the sunlight, I couldn't help but smile as the rising sun hit my face, causing my skin to warm up immediately. I looked around the clearing, but there was no other soul insight. I wasn't surprised; it was forty five minutes until the campers where suppose to rise, and thirty minutes for the cabin leaders. Even so, I jogged past the cabins, a fourth of them empty, until I stole into the woods. The sun didn't shine as bright there, but it was calmer amongst nature. Plus, I knew it was very likely I would find him there.
Still jogging, I leapt over a boulder. Instead of landing gracefully at my feet, I lost my footing coming down and stumbled, and eventually fell down the rocky hill. When my body finally stopped rolling, I moaned and opened my eyes, only to moan again when I came face to face with a pair of red converse sneakers.
"It's a little early for you to be up, isn't it?" a deep voice said in a joking, but demanding voice. I stood and brushed the dust and rubble off, smiling at the blond boy standing in front of me. He wore an orange tank with "Camp Half-Blood" printed in bold black letters across the front. His jean shorts completed it nicely.
"You're the one to talk." I grumbled, pushing my wild gold curls away from my eyes that where such a light brown, they almost appeared to be gold. The boy laughed and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me closer.
"Helen, what am I going to do with you? Always setting yourself up for disaster?" I grinned like crazy and wrapped my arms around his waist too.
"You can have lunch with me today." I stated simply. He laughed and pulled his arm away, starting to walk back to camp. "Luke? Is that a no?" Luke turned around and shook his head while grabbing my hand.
"Helen honey, I have sword play." I sighed and leaned my head against his broad chest.
"I know. I just miss…being around you." Luke lifted my chin, smiling slightly.
"Tell you what. I'll have dinner with you. Say we meet by the back of the Hermes's cabin?" I was soon smiling along with Luke, and stood on my toes to kiss his forehead. I ended up kissing his nose. "Here." He said in a low voice, pushing me against a tree. He went for my lips with quick speed, forcing mine to part as he slithered his skilled tongue into my mouth. Sometimes I wondered how he became a master in the art, but then I told myself I was just jealous; jealous that the perfect Luke Castilian had a love life before me, Helen Cassandra Riley.
"Dinner's good." I said when Luke pulled away, licking his lips while still keeping his left hand against the bark. He continued to stare at me, his blue eyes bearing into my soul. I squirmed and moved away from the tree. "Why were you staring at me?"
"Because you're beautiful." He commented, falling into step next to me. I laughed and looked over at my boyfriend as if he lost his mind. "Don't laugh! It's true. No wonder your mother named you Helen." He grabbed my hand and lifted it up into the air. "The face that launched a thousand ships!"
"Stop it!" I giggled, jerking my hand down. "Do you want to wake up the whole camp?" Luke kissed my cheek and starting sprinting through the woods.
"Speaking of which, I got to take off!"
"Wait!" I complained, running after the God of cross country's son. "Why do you have to go so early?" He didn't stop, just like I knew he would. I grunted and pushed harder, forcing myself to sprint into the clearing of cabins in record time. Luke was no where to be seen, probably already in his cabin. I grumbled a few nasty things and turned back to the gold cabin, climbing the steps. When I stepped inside, all the campers where still passed out in the bunks. I was tip toeing past the first set of bunks when I herd he low, stern voice sound.
"Helen." I froze and turned the corner slowly, partially afraid of what I would find on the other side. In the wide space that we called the hot room, my brother lounged in a large yellow chair, hair down and still in his plaid pajama pants.
"Aj." He rose painfully slow, taking his time as he walked over to my petrified form. He towered at least a foot above me, even though he was my twin. His chest was wide and well defined, as where the res t of his muscular body. If you took any ancient Greek and stuck him in front of Ajax, they would swear they where seeing his legendary name sake. His hair, the same color as mine, fell past his neck and rested on his shoulders, giving him a crazed warrior look that would send any coward running in battle.
"Are you going to tell me where you were?" I inhaled deeply and clenched my fist, refusing to become paralyzed in front of my intimidating twin.
"I think you know where I was." Aj flared his nostrils, his light brown eyes flashed in a crazed state.
"And with Luke, no doubt. Nineteen year old Luke." My brother snarled and turned back to his chair, crashing into it while glaring at me with an impossible intensity. He detested the fact that I was dating a guy that was three years older than me, and thought that Luke was manipulating me. Which was completely untrue, because everything that Luke did to me I wanted him to do, no matter what my ignorant brother believed.
"Yes, I was with Luke. And I'll be with him tonight so don't wait up for me for dinner."
"Oh no you won't! You snuck out."
"What?!"
"You left the cabin before eight, so you snuck out. I have to punish you."
"But I was with a cabin leader! I can go wherever the Hades I want if I'm with him!"
"Not if I say you can't! I'm your cabin leader and your brother, and I say you can't go out tonight!" I glared at Aj, then turned out of the room. "Helen, don't you walk away from me!" I whirled around and glared at the boy, snarling just as he had done earlier.
"Or what? You'll ban me from seeing the light of day? It's eight anyway, so don't tell me where I can and can not go and who and who not I can be with." I swung the door open to the cabin and leapt from the top step, landing in a crouch on the hard brownish clay that surrounded the Apollo cabin. Stalking towards the dinning hall, I swore and cursed Aj until I had damned him for all eternity, not bothering to look where I was going. Suddenly I bumped into a small pillar and reeled back, bewildered. I looked down to not see a pillar, but a boy with messy black hair that looked around twelve. He gazed up at me like a deer caught in headlights, but held his ground. Brave kid.
"Sorry, my bad." I said, smiling warmly. I recognized him as soon as I looked into his dark blue eyes. "You're Poseidon's kid."
"Uh, yeah. Percy. Percy Jackson." I took his limp hand and shook it.
"I'm Helen. Helen Riley. If you need anything, don't be scared to ask. Some people will treat you like a boat load of sphinx crap, but don't pay attention to them. They're just jealous."
"Jealous?" He asked, confused.
"Uh, yeah! Who wouldn't want to be a child of the big three? You're a superstar kid."
"Won't your Mom get mad at you for saying that?"
"My Dad doesn't care. Where did you get Mom from?"
"Oh, I thought…I mean…you look like your Mom is Aphrodite." His face flushed red as he shuffled his feet. I shook my head and smiled.
"Thanks for the compliment, but my Dad's Apollo."
"Oh."
"Helen!" I lifted my head and smiled as Luke came jogging to my side, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on top of my head while smiling at Percy.
"Hey there, Percy. So you meet Helen?"
"Yeah." He grumbled. "I got to find Annabeth." I felt Luke's body stiffen at the name of Annabeth and smiled.
"Sure." He said stiffly. Percy turned tail and powered walked away, looking eager to get away from the older campers.
"Aw." I cooed, pushing Luke's bangs out of his hair. "You're protective! How cute." Luke fused his eyebrows together and smiled cockily.
"What are you talking about?"
"Come on, Luke. I know an overprotective brother when I see one. Heck, I got one breathing down my neck!"
"Speaking of which…" I growled and turned around, seeing Aj a good ten yards away, arms crossed and eyes formed in tiny slits.
"Why can't he just leave me alone?" I grumbled.
"Because he just wants best. Obviously I'm not."
"That's not true!" I cried, wrapping my arms around his waist and pressing my face against his chest. "You're the best for me."
"Zeus, you really are a Greek. Cut the drama!" He grabbed my arms and pulled them away from his waist, shaking his head.
"You bet I'm Greek!" I shoved him in the chest. "And don't you forget it!"
"I happen to be Greek too. Oh woe is me!" He exclaimed sarcastically, pulling me into a hug while rolling his eyes.
"That's Shakespeare! What kind of Greek are you?" Luke lifted my chin and pressed his lips against mine softly, so much different from the kiss in the woods. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tried to force him closer, but he didn't budge. He pulled away when I started pressing closer.
"The kind of Greek that speaks through actions, not stupid poems." I was so fantasized by his lips that I forgot what I asked him.
"Makes sense." I managed to say. A finger tapped impatiently in my shoulder, causing me to turn.
"Helen, you are suppose to report to the dining hall, at the Apollo table." I glared at Aj and turned back to Luke.
"See you later?" He Smiled and wrapped and arm around my sides, pulling me into a half hug.
"During sword play, unless you kill yourself for no reason, Greek ."
"Ha! Are you mocking me?"
"Possibly."
"Then don't loose a limb before I see you, 'cause I'll just head over to some son of Aphrodite." I pecked him on the cheek and turned around, smiling at the slightly troubled expression on his face when I mentioned a son of Aphrodite. Like I would ever leave him for a self absorbed twat. In fact, I would beg him to take me back. I told myself I would offer my soul to love him for eternity.
How I wish I never thought those words and loved so passionately.
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A little fic to brighten up the perspective of Luke, who is my favorite character in te Percy Jackson series. Just to let you know, Aj is said like "age". Anywho, hoped you enjoyed it! Review if it fancies you. I'm not going to beg!