She was falling again. But she knew he would catch her, he always did. She felt his hands before she seen them. Strong on her back, he brought her up. His wings, magnificent and white, spread across his back. His deep corn flower blue eyes held hers as he danced with her across the sea. She laughed, and he did too. Like he never had before. Foam tickled her bare feet and sea spray dampened her black curls. He shot up into the sky, holding her closer.
"Please forgive me, Biar" Ethan said. He kissed her softly and his arms let go. She fell, hoping he would catch her. And he didn't. She crashed to the ocean, sinking, only, she was breathing. She tumbled in the current and appeared a door. She turned the golden knob and she stepped on to a cloud. A podium was before her. And a man with glorious wings like Ethan's stood before her as well. In seconds, she had great, beautiful wings, black as a ravens, that glinted ble, green and purple.
She took off, through the ocean again, straight to the surface. Ethan stood, just above the waves.
"Briar, now we can fly." he said, in her ear. But she realized something. He did note have his eyepatch. This was not her love.
" No, we cannot. You are not Ethan." she pulled away. And suddenly his hands shoved her painfully down. As water engulfed her, the real Briar woke up.
Gasping, she realized she was not her cabin. She was in Thalia's. And she heard voices. But it was much too late in the night for any campers to be out. She walked out and walked towards Zues' fist, where she heard them.
"Please, she can't possibly love you that much." a harsh voice leered.
"But she does, " a familiar voice said. She couldn't place it, but it sent a warm shiver up her back to hear it. After a moment of goodbyes, the harsher voice left. She peeked out from behind Juniper's tree and a dark haired boy stood facing away from her.
"Hey, psst, you. Yeah, you" she called softly and the boy turned around. Her heart skipped a dozen beats and his arms were around her.
"Oh gods, its you Briar." Ethan's, newly deep voice said.
"Holy puberty! Your voice makes you sound like your, I don't know-" she said.
"And you. Jeez, implants much?" he teased. She looked self conciously at her chest. They weren't that big."I mean, they're nice. For a white girl"
She punched him in the gut and he hunched over in pain. "I'm Itallian. Italliano. Not white! And you know that! Thats like me calling you Chinese! " she exclaimed. He rubbed his stomach where she punched him and sat on the rock.
"I don't see why you care so much. Being white isn't bad. Thalia is white, so is Annabeth, and Castor and-"he stopped, and his voice filled with venom"Pollux."
"I don't care. It irritates me when you do that."
"I thought you didn't care?"