REVIEW PLEASE I HAVE LIKE NONNNNNEEEEEE :'(
I swear I've never smiled so big in my life. Pollux had gone to the Hephaestus Cabin to check on a friend of his that was injured. He'd winked at me and dashed off. Now, I'm skipping back to my cabin- I feel so ridiculous and girly, but- truthfully- I could be wearing a pink, frilly dress and be dancing the ballet, and I wouldn't care. I'd still have the embarrassing pink flush on my cheeks, the fuzzy feeling in my stomach, my toes curling in my big UGG boots and the taste of grapes on my lips. In the back of my head I was getting a little worried over the growing fogginess in my senses. Something I guess was the norm when you suck the face of the God of Wine's son. How corny is that? Very, I know. It's like a demigod chick-flick. I tried to bite down on my lower lip to cover my smile as I hopped cheerily- but slightly less coordinated then usual- into the cabin.
"Hey, little sis!" I jumped a little- like I said, dulled senses- as Travis jumped down from his bunk above mine.
"Oh, uh, s-sup!" I stuttered, still shaken from Travis spooking me in my current state of mind.
"You okay? You look a little...weird...and" Travis placed his fist under his chin, looking me up and down with curiosity. He put his face closer to mine and sniffed,
"You been drinking or something?" I glared at him,
"No! I-I am absolutely shocked you would think that," I hiccuped, I made a note to get Pollux back for this later,
"Well, yeesh, sorry," Travis raised his hands in surrender, "But you do look a little weird, Li'."
"Gee, thanks! Just the sort of thing a girl likes to hear!" I stuck my tongue out at him, Travis smirked,
"I don't consider you a 'girl' that much. More like a dude with boobs. Tiny- but still there, you get me?" I flushed and my brother laughed as my ivory cheeks blushed so obviously,
"Pervert!" I yelled punching him lightly in the arm, he rubbed it a little,
"What? That's what I'm here for!" Travis laughed as I tried my best to hide my grin with a scowl, and failed miserably.
"You disgust me!" I managed to force out, before bursting into laughter. Travis rolled his eyes,
"You're nuts, you know that? Or drunk. Or both." Travis poked me in the arm to prove his point as I stumbled back, Dammit, Pollux! I thought furiously, and I countered, regaining my composure,
"Oh, because you're so normal." My words were drenched in sarcasm as I rolled my eyes,
"So, I couldn't help but noticing you and Boozer getting jiggy with it on the ground. Impressive. Guess that's why you're all loopy. Honestly I didn't think you were the kinky kind but you know, whatever!" With that, Travis
turned and walked out the door, whistling. I blushed, and clenched my fists, running after him,
"Shut up, Travis! And who the hell says 'jiggy with it'?" I yelled, chasing after him as he laughed. We caught a few curious glances and people started laughing. I saw Travis sprint over to a tall, very tanned young guy with a curly mop of black hair and dramatically contrasting bright blue eyes. Travis yelled,
"Save me!" And he ducked behind the man, dipping as if I couldn't see him behind the man barely three inches taller than him.
"What'd you do now?" The guy sighed, crossing his arms and glaring disapprovingly at my brother. Travis opened his mouth to explain then the situation, my face to flushed with embarrassment and half-hearted rage. I looked positively terrifying. The man raised his hand to stop Travis' lame excuse, and turned toward me, smiling,
"Hi, whatever damage my idiot- I mean, brother-," Travis sulked slightly, "has caused- I'm sure our dad'll pay for it." I beamed, my anger melting away. As it did I felt my senses sober slightly, too, thank the Gods.
"Oh! You're Chris, right!" I exclaimed, behind him, Travis stood up, cautiously and went over to stand by me. I glared at him for good measure and then let him put me into a brotherly head-lock,
"Yup, he's C-Rod!" Chris cocked an eyebrow,
"Since when do you call me C-Rod?" I bit my lip, Travis just set himself up for this stuff,
"Since now." Travis stated, "This is Lila! Our baby sister! We've got two knew brothers, too- Theo and Charlie!" Chris muttered something about man-whore fathers, but grinned at me genuinely, patting my head,
"Fantastic! I can't wait to meet the other two spawn! No offense, but we're all generally the demon spawn at Camp." Chris explained, and I nodded,
"Yeah, I figured that out when there's apparently a 'Code 11'." *
"Ah, yes. The bomb threat code. Connor and I started that one when we were only six!" Travis bragged, smiling proudly. I laughed,
"Nice. So...how are you aloud to be here, again?" I teased, crossing my arms, Travis rolled his eyes,
"I happen to be fantastic at demolition. It came in handy when exploding large things. Like giants!" Travis fist-pumped the air as he said this.
"No shit." Chris muttered, rolling his azure eyes,
"Hey, guys!" I heard someone shout from behind us, we turned in sync to see Connor waving us down from the roof of the Athena cabin. Not unusual at all. Connor jumped off the roof, grimacing as he landed on his ankle awkwardly. Then limped over to speak with us, carrying a large rolled up sheet of paper.
"Sup, C-Rod!" Chris raised his arms,
"Since when the hell do you people call me C-Rod!" He yelled.
"Jeez, dude- be chill. You're girlfriend's rubbing off on you, man." Travis reached up and ruffled Chris' already messy hair.
"Least I have one." Chris retorted.
"I do so have one!" Travis objected, childishly, "Katie!" Ah, yes. Katie Gardener. Sweetest girl ever and the only person I've seen, thus far, to be able to even partially keep Travis from setting things on fire. And stop him in his tracks. But usually it involved Travis being tied to a chair with strawberry vines. Affective, though. And it wasn't like Travis was complaining. Nor was Chiron. I swear she and Travis were like some tacky 90's sitcom couple. Except a bit more perverted.
"Oh, yeah. Wait- she didn't dump you yet? Damn, I owe Jake twenty, then." Chris grumbled. Travis gawked,
"You're taking bets against your own little brother, harsh, dude." Travis shook his head, and Connor and I shared a look. Travis saw,
"Aw! C'mon, guys! I'm not that pathetic!" I intervened, holding up Connor's hand with the rolled-up paper,
"Okay, before we go down that road," Travis pouted, "Let's see whatever cool crap Connor swiped." Connor mock bowed in thanks,
"Thank you, sissy. Okay," He dramatically raised the paper above his head, and looked around, "What I'm about to show you is highly classified stuff. Only we can know. None of the other noobs in this camp." I didn't bother pointing out his awful word choice- "noobs"? Really?
We all nodded, and Connor folded the paper out delicately. I looked down at it, tilting my head,
"So...it's...blueprints? That's it?" Travis said, looking at his little brother incredulously,
"Weak, dude." I agreed, shaking my head. Even Charlie could come up with cooler stuff...where the hell was Charlie, anyway? Whatever, probably off stabbing some minors,
"No! It's underground schematics! For the Camp, you know!"Connor gleefully choked out, Chris sighed,
"Okay...so why is this cool?" He said, Connor glared at him,
"It would give us unlimited power, man! Think outside your little brain," Chris scowled at him. And I caught on, but Travis beat me to it,
"Isn't that just the Labyrinth from years ago? Dude, not okay. I'm all for world conquering and theft- but we really should give that thing to Mr. D! Remember Castor, Olivia and Lee died cause of that thing!" Connor shook his head,
"No way! It's not the labyrinth! It goes deeper! Well, it doesn't go deeper. But it starts deeper. Like you have to walk a while to get down. It's probably just the camp, so we could pop in and out of cabins no problem! It'd make swiping stuff that much easier, dudes. Come on- what the hell is the worst that could happen?"
dammit, connor don't jinx it you idiot!
*- Code 11, Cabin 11- eh? eh? im so clever (hehe)
