No, they weren't twins, Altheda Stoll, and Bianca Solace-Diangelo. But they had lots of similar features. Straight blonde hair, maybe with a slight wave, Bianca's like the sun, and Altheda's like the waving wheat which basks in it. The same height, too, and with Altheda older, by just a hair. The mischief makers of the new generation on camphalf blood(and out of it too.) but every good prankster has their partner in crime. Even if it takes a little begging.
"pleeeeeeeeeeease" Bianca bounced around, almost comically, as Lucas Jackson trained, making his blonde hair stick lightly to his face.
"Bianca, I'm not going to get involved, Chiron will kill me!" He stopped for a moment, explaining in a futile attempt to cease her pleas. "Maribelle is way better at this than me anyways." The explanation shocked her, but it seemed not to faze her. He passed the reddened cheeks as a sideffect of sunlight.
"But but you're the closest person who can calculate the trajectory!" She looked up at him with her round blue eyes. "Besides, "she said her voice slightly lower "Chiron doesn't have to know..." He sighed.
a"Just this once." Her face lit up, just as he said this. "I'm eaching you how to calculate it, ok?" She barely heard him, by the time he'd finished.
"Thank you~!" She wrapped her arms round the side of his shoulders, and brushed her lips across the damp skin of his cheek, making it redden. She assumed it from the training. She skipped off toward the Demeter cabin, probably to carry out the next order of mischeif. He sighed with a slight smile. Despite himself, there was nothing he wouldn't do for that girl.
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Kinda obvious who these and this are about. Again, I value your opinion so plz tell me what you wanna see! Much love,~Miss Musa
