Burning Embers Never Die

by Arie'Lizbeth

When you feel that burning feeling inside of you, a feeling that you know that you've never felt before, that's true love. Of course, when Alice Rodriguez finds this love, she'll want to feel happy, but, of course, a demigod's life involves tragedy.

4. Chapter 3

Burning Embers Never Die: Chapter 3

My Gracious! That was a long break! But, don't threat everyone! I'm back just like I promised!

Alice POV:

After the creepy encounter with my new councilors, I looked around for a place to put down may freshly stolen sleeping bag, toothbrush, hairbrush, and pillow. I looked around and found a spot on the floor. It was near a window which looked out over the lake. I walked over there and put my stuff down.

I then looked around to see those who were neighboring to me. next to me, there was a boy about the age 11 whose eyes were dark purple.

I also saw a girl who looked about 14, much older then the rest of the kids besides what I suspected to be the Hermes bunch. She lied on the bunk in front of me with one arm covering her face while the other lay limp, dangling off the side of the bed.

She appeared to have curly, chestnut, brown hair that went down a little further than her shoulders. The girl also had a peachy skin tone which made her seem warm and caring.

I decided that I'd rather start up conversation with her then the other kid so I reached up and gently tapped her on the shoulder.

She groaned, and slowly removed her arm away and looked down to reveal a soft, amber color. "Um, hi." I started lamely.

"Salutations." she replied.

"I'm Alice Rodriguez. Who are you?"

"Holly, Holly Sullivan."

I loved getting to know Holly. She was a nice, sweet person. Apparently, her godly parent wasn't following the oath. She helped me out by telling me about all the different things I could and could not do here at this camp. Holly also pointed out who to avoid in order not to get killed or severely injured.

Holly told me all about herself and how she came to camp. Apparently, she was seven when she first came to camp. She ran away from home because her step-mother and step-son didn't treat her fairly and blamed her for all the bad things that happened to the family. Soon, her father started to believe them, and it all went downhill from there. Just as I was about to ask her another question, a conch horn blew. Everybody started lining up in the cabin in single file. I looked to Holly for guidance.

"Come on." she said smiling, "It's dinner time!"

Soooooooooooo, what did you think. Oh, and BTW: LarkThatSingsAtDawn, YOU'RE WELCOME! hope you liked it! Please, R&R!

-brave :D