Travis walked out of the dining pavilion, whisteling some tune he always heard the satyrs flute to the strawberries to grow. It was a rather catchy tune, he must admit.

He passed by some people he liked, standing in an exclusive circle by a tree, whispering and giggling. He didn't want to intrude…that's just rude. But, eavesdropping…eh as long as they don't find out. Travis has the hearing of a hawk. He acted like he was tying his shoe, but he knew that they hadn't acknowledged his presence.

"So, what time is the party?" Gina, the blonde from Apollo asked.

"Around seven, remember all cabins besides you- know -which are invited. Spread the word," one of the boys answered.

"Wait, which cabins are they again?" Amber from Aphrodite asked.

"You know…Hecate and Demeter, they're both either crazy or boring. Hecate's cabin just explodes everything and Demeter just bores up everything up and nags the entire time. Especially that Travis Gardner kid…. He just sucks the life out of everything, " The same boy replied.

Travis felt like he had been punched in the stomach.

Travis felt his heart drop a bit. He stumbled back up and walked back to his cabin, trying to not let any emotion show on his face. But his stomach had flopped and his throat had lumps. He was sure if someone had asked him what was wrong, he wouldn't be able to respond without any forms of tears.

He had to be a leader in this cabin. And a man. Crying isn't in the man book.

But the words ringed through his head, and stung worse than the pain of any blow he's ever received.

But he straightened his back. He was a Gardner, not some cry baby. He needed to be tough, on top, and in charge. Not some girl.

He couldn't believe he was thinking this, but he needed some scoop on what was going on around camp. Maybe if he was more in touch, people might just like him better. So, he was going to the most in the know person he knew.

"Hey, Katie. Can I talk to you?" Travis said as he knocked on the door of the Hermes cabin. The door squeaked open, and a sleepy Katie was on the other side.

"Huh?" she slurred.

Travis knew this wasn't the time, but he was curious, "Why are you asleep? We just had dinne- are you wearing my boxers?" he asked. Katie looked down and shrugged. But, the name Travis Gardner was stitched in the back, so it was obvious they were his.

"How did you-?"

Katie began laughing. "Okay, so this one time at some insane part- I mean, social learning experience, I was dared to steal something from the Demeter cabin. And, I mean they were on your bed, all nice and folded…" she recalled the memory, with a big grin on her face. Travis just stood there gaping.

Katie turned back to Travis, "Sooooo, you rang?"

Travis remembered why he was in this mad house in the first place, "Oh, right. I was just wondering if you could…oh gods, you know, um, get me updated with everything going on around camp?"

Katie looked at him for a second, then began laughing. "So you want me to be some spy?"

Travis facepalmed, "No! I mean, gods, J mean that I want to know some of the latest stuff going on, ya know?"

Katie laughed some more, "You're talking like a girl!" she teased, pulling up her falling purple tank top. Travis shook his head and walked off.

A pang of guilt stung Katie, and she called him over. "Fine! I'll share the latest gossip with you!"she called and she whispered, "And we can paint our toe nails and curl our hair while we're at it!" He turned around and walked into the messy Hermes cabin.

Katie sat him on her bed, and she sat criss cross from him. She still couldn't grasp what was going on seriously, so she still had a goofy grin plastered on her face. "So, how about before we get started, we tell each other some things about one another…"

Jill peered through the window at the Travis and Katie. She was rather bored and extremely excited at the same time. Everything was going slower than she had planned, but she wasn't going to give up this baby! She walked through the wall and stepped into the cabin to hear what they were saying.

"…and my dad lives on a farm in the South," Travis was saying. Katie nodded her head.

"Interesting, now about me. I am Katherine Stoll, the gorgeous, sexy, funny, popular, goddess of a woman daughter of Hermes. So is Connor, but who cares? And something about me…" Jill realized it was getting too boring so she sent in something to make things more flashy.

As if on cue, Connor ran into the cabin. "Hey, the party starts in a few…oh, Travis. How's it going, dude?"

A look of despair spread on Travis's face and he stood up and left. It was just another reminder that he was not fun enough to be even considered to go to a party. Jill smiled a bit at the drama, but felt a little sad for Travis. She saw Katie slap Connor on the arm for doing that, and she followed him with her eyes as he slumped to his cabin. Katie sighed since she didn't understand why an easy, foolish girl like her was invited to every party instead of a good honest boy like him.

She guessed that being the good one makes you the bad one.

Hey guys. Super sorry for not updating. One: this story's plot is hard. I got some criticism for making Travis's character weird. But I'm glad that people like Katie! Two: I'm busy with my other story, and guess who has a new baby about to come out? (I do)

Well, I hope this was a good Travis chapter. I think I'm going to continue this for another four chapters, and be done. And if anyone has an idea, please tell!

Thanks for reading!

(I don' t own PJATO or the characters)

:D

~Bubbles