Carter
My night sucked a lot! I couldn't fall asleep because my head hurt so badly and my ribs were killing me. I tried to call for an Apollo kid but of course they were all asleep. Last but not least, when I got up to try and find a glass of water, I tripped and fell on my back. Why in Hades would someone put a chair in the middle of the isle? I was perturbed with bad luck.
When I finally fell asleep I had a weird dream. Charlie and I were at the beach. He had on his baseball t-shirt he had on when he got there, and a pair of cute but raggedy ripped jeans. His hair was blowing in the wind and his eyes were like storm clouds of blue. He had a perfect smile and I couldn't keep my eyes off of him.
"Charlie." I said. I was trying to see if he would respond, but my voice sounded eerie. It echoed with a yelling whisper. It was so creepy.
He looked frantic, like he didn't get it. I tried to say something more, but suddenly I left. Not just POOF I was gone, but it was disintegrated away the way dreams make you go from one place to another.
Suddenly I was back home. I was with my mother at my average everyday two story light pink house. I lived in Derry, New Hampshire. I loved it there. My mom had had trouble keeping up with expenses though. She was such a busy person trying to keep up with everything. I was put in a foster home because she could not keep up with me anymore. My brother was already out of the house and my sister charity, lived with a friend. Since the economy had gotten worse it was getting harder for my mom to keep up with me. I was forced to leave. I missed my home so much. Gorgeous mountains, sweet people, and the lovely heart breaking ocean ten miles away from my house.
One day though I was brought to camp half blood. I haven't heard from my family ever since.
It made me realize how much I missed my home. I used to go to the corner store with my neighbor and we would get popsicles almost every summer day, before I left. I could go outside and wade in the creek and catch crayfish.
I also dearly missed my mom. She was back home, working as a nurse. She had long black hair, like mine. Her eyes were green and she had long, elegant pink lips. She and I would have fun at night singing by the camp fire as the neighborhood kids would come and sing along. Make fun all you want, but that was part of my childhood.
We were by the camp fire. My neighbor Sydney was to my right, and my sister Charity to my left. We were all smiling and laughing while my mom played some songs.
My sister Charity was not a half blood, because my dad left us before I was born. She had black hair, again like mine and my mothers. But hers was lighter and her eyes were green, unlike mine. Her teeth were fairly straight and she had a different nose. She looked at me and smiled. Then she spoke.
"Carter, I miss you so much." Her voice was eerie like mine was before. Echoing and loud, but soft and firm.
I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. I tried but it was like someone had removed my voice box, or whatever you call it.
All she did was smile like she didn't notice I couldn't talk.
Suddenly I was jerked awake by the sound of footsteps and sunlight. The Apollo cabin was coming into the infirmary and had opened the blinds to let the sunlight flood into the room like a warm hug of brightness. Curse their father for being the god of the sun.
"Wake up everyone!" hollered Will. I woke up and looked at the clock. It was already 11:30! How did I sleep in so late?
They came into the room and began to check everyone's wounds and cuts.
When they came to me they iced my forehead and gave me a new rap for my arm. The other wrap was stained in blood. Last but not least they made sure my ribs were healing well and gave me some nectar. It tasted like smores from the campfires at my house in New Hampshire.
The visions of my dreams came flooding back to me. My mother playing her guitar as the neighborhood kids came to sing and have fun. My sister telling me how much she missed me.
Also Charlie and I's short meeting at the beach. He looked to cute in his ripped jeans and t-shirt. At least he wasn't one of those fancy pants guys who always wore dress shirts and ties. Or one of those jocks who only wore swishy pants and watched football. I can't take those kinds of guys. He was in between. He wasn't afraid to wear jeans, but he would also wear t-shirts not dress shirts. I had found my prince charming.
"Carter, I'll help you up to see how well you can walk. We don't want those ribs to lock up or something." Lee Fletchers voice snapped me out of my day dreaming.
I started to get up and my ribs were hurting even more from my fall last night.
"Yipes!" I cried. My ribs felt like someone had locked them together and glued them with gorilla glue. It hurt to try and stand up straight, but I did so anyway.
I started out walking around the room like an old lady. All hunched over yelling at little kids to stop playing on her lawn. Then I started to walk normal. Slowly but surely I made my way around the room.
"Well at least your ribs aren't making it so you can't walk." He announced.
I was walking around the rib when I passed a mirror. I then realized how bad I looked. My sloppy bun was down so low I looked like a maid, I was in my sweat pants and shirt I had gotten from my older brother, so it was extra big. It sagged down to my thighs. To top it all off my eyeliner had smeared quite a bit, so I looked almost Goth.
"EW!" I yelled aloud. Everyone turned to look then quickly went back to their own business.
It was just my luck that Charlie came into the infirmary just then. He had on a fresh camp half blood t-shirt and his old ripped jeans. He looked cuter than any guy at camp half blood (in my opinion).
He didn't see my at first, so I dove for cover. I heard Will say "oh yea she's over there" and I knew I was doomed.
I got up even though my ribs were trying to keep me still with pain, but I improvised by pretending I was looking for something instead of hiding from the greatest guy ever.
"Oh darn I lost it!" I lied with a cracking morning voice.
He found me and came over to me smiling.
"Hey I came to see how your night went." He said perkily.
I stood still embarrassed by my stupid pajamas, messy hair, and smearing make up.
"Hold that thought." I said quickly.
I ran (more like stumbled) as fast as my ribs and head would let me over to my bed. I grabbed my bag with clothes in it and crippledly hobbled to the bathroom. As quickly as possible I through my toothbrush in my mouth with toothpaste on end. I then through on fresh clothes, with toothpaste now squeezing through my lips to be spit out. I then ripped out my messy hair, combed it through, and through up a pony tail. I spat out my toothpaste, and rinsed my mouth. I wiped off my smeary eyeliner and quickly got on some fresh kind. I must have done this all in just three minutes.
I through my junk into my bag and hobbled back out to Charlie. He looked surprised I had changed so quickly. He was standing in the same place as before.
"Sorry about that" I wheezed with exhaustion.
"It's all good." He smiled. "How was your night?"
"Um ok I guess. I fell flat on my back trying to get a glass of water though. I had a weird dream about…" I stopped my speech. It would be weird saying I had a dream about him, so I went to the rest of my dream. "… My family and my home back in New Hampshire. I miss my home so much I wish I could go back. I couldn't do that though. My home is here now."
I could feel my eyes starting to water a bit. I didn't want to cry in front of Charlie that would be embarrassing, so I pretended I had an eyelash in my eye.
"Here let me see." He looked into my eyes trying to find the stray lash, which wasn't there of course.
Once I looked into his eyes, I was locked. I know I say this all the time but his eyes are mesmerizing. Like swirls of the blue sea, twisting and turning the wind. I silently thanked Poseidon for the gorgeous ocean within my crushes eyes.
He looked into mine, and seemed to be frozen there. Then he said "I can't see anything."
"Oh it's gone now" I quickly added in. "thanks though."
"For what?" he asked puzzled.
"Oh just everything I guess. Coming to visit, saving me!" I knew I had told him this many times already, but seriously, there no "to many thanks" in this situation. He had saved me, and that was that.
"Oh it was nothing." he smiled.
"Yes it was!" I demanded. "You call saving my life nothing! To me it's something big." I got up the courage, and then didn't think before acting. I hugged him, then of course winced in pain, but held through the hug for a few more seconds.
He hugged back. I could feel his strong arms and firm hands around me. I almost melted.
"You're welcome." He said with a smile on his face the size of Texas. "Well, it's almost lunchtime, you want to get something to eat maybe?" he asked shyly. "You know, if you're not busy!" he added on afterwards.
I was ready to say "YES YES YES YES YES!" but then that would make me sound too anxious, so I just replied "oh yea I think I'm free."
Of course I was free! I was stuck in this boring infirmary with nothing better to do then watch Apollo drive the sun across the sky, and you know how long that would be.
"Cool! Let's go to the dining pavilion." He offered.
"Sounds good." I replied. We headed out of the infirmary (slowly but surely because of my condition), and into direction of the dining pavilion. I looked over at Charlie's face and could swear I saw him crack a grin as we walked side by side.
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