Reyna:

My heart was pounding. The world was spinning. He was back. I had already had the freaking out, hugging him, and asking him if he was all right stage. I had taken him to a corner and kissed him for half an hour, my favorite stage. Now, I was stuck away from him in my room. Now, I could do the 'OH MY GOD! HE'S BACK!' passing out thing. All of these, yes, are necessary when your boyfriend returns from being missing. I still wish I could go back and kiss him for a little longer. I was sitting on my bed in my red tank top [Remember to thank Venus for me wearing something cute when he returned] and the jean shorts. I had kicked off my red flipflops, and they sat at the foot of my bed. I was sitting on the bottom bunk I had claimed at the beginning of this summer. Just in case you care, I am the daughter of Apollo. My cabin was, strangely, only the fourth fullest cabin. Venus, of course, won. I flipped the page on the book I was studying about Myths, both Greek and Roman. I looked at the Minor God this page was about.

"Carmenta Goddess of childbirth and prophecy. Festiva Carmentalial January 11 and 15," I read aloud. Prophecy. Jason had something about that. Or at least, he started to. Someone, Leo I think, pulled him off before he could finish. Then there was this girl. Whenever I saw her, she would send me 'if-looks-could-kill' looks. Then tears would threaten fall down her pretty face. She was hanging around the Venus girls. Probably a Aphrodite girl that like Jason or something, not that I care. She had clung to Jason like glue sticks to paper.

"Studying?" a voice came from the window I had left slightly open to the night air.

"Jason?" I asked. I turned to see the cute blonde who was looking through the window.

"Believe it or not," he smiled. I rushed over to the window. My roommates were still out but would be back anytime now.

"What are you doing?" I asked with a smile plastered on my face. He smiled as he looked up into my eyes. I looked down and tried not to make it obvious that my face was blushing to the color of my red hair.

"Piper wouldn't let me get away for one second. I never got to talk to you," he told me.

"So, that's who that girl was."

"Speaking of that, I need to talk to you," he told me. I was prepared to listen intently until I heard the talking of girls from the hallway. I looked at the door and then back at him.

"Listen, we'll have to talk about this later. My roommates are almost here," I rushed to tell him. He seemed disappointed with the fact he couldn't tell me whatever he was about to say. He then gave up and rushed away. I felt my heart sink as I closed the window and ran back to my bed.

Piper:

I sat beside Jason on deck. He seemed happier than I had ever seen him. Than again, once he was with the redhead, he showed me a side of him I had never seen. He didn't know that I knew. He was sitting beside me. A urge to pull him close and make him remember he liked me with a kiss came over me. I ignored it and scooted closer. He was studying some book. Lupa planned to have a meeting with us, but we had made a move with sending Clara, daughter of Hecate, to introduce as that had made Lupa both scared and mad. Let me tell you how it went.

I had come down with the first batch, and I had apparently missed all of the excitement. Clara had come in and had attracted some unwanted attention to herself causing the Romans to believe that she was a threat. They immediately started to fight to the death with her. She had tried her hardest to fight them off, and she did very well for herself until Lupa had called the kids off. Clara made her way to Lupa. That was when I showed up.

"My lady," Clara bowed at the wolf. In case you've never met Clara, you would know she did not bow unless this was terribly serious.

"Rise, my child. State your name and godly parent," the wolf told her. Clara rose to look at the wolf.

"I am Clara Learner, leader of the Hecate cabin," at that the Romans looked at her with a priceless look in her eyes, "Daughter of Greece," Clara finished. No one spoke a word. Even nature was quiet. I looked around to see the Romans eyes narrow at her as if planning how to kill her. They believed I was one of them. So, I faked to do the same.

"You are breaking an ancient oath by being here," Lupa replied finally.

"I am aware, but I would not have come had it not have been important," Clara told Lupa.

"State your case," Lupa ordered.

"Gea is back," Clara said simply. If the area had been quiet before, it was now deadly silent.

"Why are you here?" Lupa asked. Clara looked like she wanted to stumble back at that reply. She regained her confidence and footing.

"A war is coming. One we can not fight alone," Clara continued.

"You don't know that," Lupa told her.

"Yes, mam, we do. The oracle-" Clara started.

"Oh not that oracle again.. You Greeks are so poetic. It has been wrong thousand of times," Lupa cut her off.

"Rachel has not been wrong. You must have misinterpreted it," Clara tried to keep her temper under control.

"Dearest child, those Greeks have gotten to you. We must go y the gods wishes. That is the order. Go home, Daughter of Greece," Lupa told her. She turned away.

"Let me get this straight. You are going to let the gods and yourself die for an order!" Clara had lost it. "Your pride! You are going to die for your pride! You can die for your pride, but I'm not!"

Lupa's ears perked up. She turned back to Clara. Clara's face had changed. Her anger had left her face. A look of regret was hidden under her face. She kept a confident look on the outside, but I knew her too well.

"You are brave, dear child, but I can not work with child. I will see Chiron. We will settle this," Lupa told her. Clara smiled and bowed once again.

"Thank you, my lady."

"Clara," Jason called out to the lanky brunette. She seemed nervous. She waved at Jason. The two were friends. She and her boyfriend, Connor Stoll, were the prank queen and king. Jason had joined their ranks because he had become nervous about the prophecy and needed a retreat in he found in hanging out with the crazy couple who did crazy stunts all the time.

"Is she okay?" I whispered to Jason. I was basically pressed up against him as I asked it. He seemed to be uncomfortable as he replied. That was a very bad sign that my attempts to make him forget that girl were not working.

"Her mom is getting married at the end of this summer. She loves the guy, but the whole parent getting married thing is nerve wracking," Jason answered. I wanted to bring up the girl. I had seen him with her once more, but I still didn't know her name. I wanted to ask who she was, how he knew her, where she was from, and most importantly, why do you like her more than me.

"Poor girl," I started to slide back to my old seat. He seemed to become more comfortable as I did this. You have no idea how much I wanted to cry and strangle him with this fact. The crying thing was the biggest one for me. I remembered when I found him with her. I had ended up running and hiding behind a tree. Leo had found me. We ended up with him having to hold me while I cried. Something felt right as he held me close. I know how that sounds, but it isn't like that. I can assure you it isn't. Or at least I think it isn't.

Jason:

I hadn't gotten a chance to tell Reyna about Piper or the prophecy. I also hadn't told Piper about Reyna. It just hadn't been the right time, or if it was, they ended up having to leave before I could tell. What do you tell them? 'Hey, Piper, meet my girlfriend, Reyna. Reyna, meet the girl I have had a crush on since January. Oh, and I have to go on a prophecy with her.' Strangely, to me, that didn't seem like such a great idea.

Well, anyway. I was looking for Annabeth. She was finally was allowed to come down from the ship to see her boyfriend. I had met her boyfriend, Percy. He was a nice guy. After the got here, and once Lupa wasn't looking, Clara had almost tackled Percy in a hug tasking if he was okay and how she was so going to kill him when they got home. I hadn't seen Annabeth nor Percy since she had come down. The last I heard, they were fighting for ten minutes in the woods, then making out for twenty. Well, I was back at Camp. This wasn't how I had hoped it would be. In front it was perfect camp. Then we walked past the arena. It was more like 'Camp Hell On Earth'. It made me wish we could just all go back to the Greek camp, but I wasn't going back. When this was all over, the Romans were being dropped off, and I was one of those Romans who they were saying goodbye to. I had always said the Stolls were wrong about the Romans, but I was starting think, that for once, they were right.

"Jason?" Clara called to me. I looked up at the lanky girl who stood in front of me. I looked at her boyfriend, Connor. It was amazing how much the two looked alike. They both had brown hair, were tall, and light blue eyes. Well except when you are close to Clara, they look green.

"Hey, have you seen Percy or Annabeth anywhere?" I asked not aiming the question at Clara or Connor.

"No, but there is someone looking for you," Connor seemed to want to laugh. I looked at him. Both of them were keeping themselves from the laughs that threatened to slip out of there mouths. I stood there clueless until I saw the petite brunette walk around like she was looking for something.

"Piper?" I asked. They nodded, "Hide me," I told them. Clara muttered a word. My blonde hair momentarily turned red. I looked at my reflection I a puddle. I didn't look too bad. Piper turned to look at our direction. She looked right passed me and ran off thinking I wasn't there.

"Thanks, I owe you one," I told Clara.

"You're welcome. By the way, you look good as a redhead. You know, I think it may be the right look for you. Maybe I should keep it like that?" Clara smiled. I crossed my arms.

"Fine," Clara changed me back.

"Thank you."

I know. I know. I did too much stuff involving Clara.