"So you have a date?" Nico asked, sitting in Elsa's swivel chair as she looked for something to wear to meet up with Calypso.
"It's not a date." Elsa protested, as she moved hangers holding articles of clothing back and forth in her closet. She glanced at shirts, blouses, jackets and such.
"Are you sure?" He asked. "Because, to me, it sounds like a date." Nico grinned, watching her; flustered.
"Oh, I swear to the gods, I wish it were!" Elsa moaned. She turned away from the closet and strode to her bed, and flopped down on her back. "I wish I were going on a date with Calypso… But no such luck. We're just going to talk over at the dining pavilion once everyone's gone to their morning activities."
"Are you sure she doesn't like you?" Nico asked, raising an eyebrow at Elsa's action of flopping down on her back.
"I don't know…" She moaned, covering her face with her hands. "Nico, all we did was talk mainly about the sculpture I made, and then I offered to update her on everything that has happened lately, which is an offer that she accepted."
"It really does sound to me like a date." Nico shrugged. "But maybe I'm just biased."
"Don't get my hopes up." Elsa warned. "Because I don't know if I could handle it if I thought it were, and it turned out that it wasn't."
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry." Nico apologized. "I shouldn't tease you about this."
"I accept your apology." Elsa sat up and took a deep breath. "I'm just worried… What if she's just straight, and trying to make friends? I fear that this may be the case."
"Just let it happen slowly." Nico suggested slowly. "But then again, I'm probably not the best person to give you love advice. Maybe you should ask Piper. She'll help you. You trust her, right?" Elsa nodded, bowing her head for a moment. She had over an hour before she and Calypso would meet up. There was enough time to get Piper and have her give advice.
"Yes. I'll do that." Elsa decided. "Stay here." She threw the door of the room open and jogged out. Ten minutes later, she was leading Piper back into her bedroom, having briefed her on her predicament.
"Oh, hi Nico." Piper said somewhat awkwardly. To be honest, she wasn't really surprised to see him in there, but it was still strange. The thing that had surprised her was that Elsa was asking her for help with her crush on Calypso. Well, Elsa had called it a crush, but Piper, from their previous conversations, knew that it was far more than just a crush. Piper's own mother; Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, had set Elsa's sights and heart on Calypso. She intended for them to be together. The goddess of love intended for the two to be a couple.
Piper liked to think that Elsa could do this on her own, but deep inside, she knew that the fifteen year old immortal couldn't. She didn't know how to do it on her own. Nico would try to help her along the way, but Piper knew that neither of them really had the best love lives. So, Piper decided that she would help Elsa in any way that she could.
To begin, Piper picked out an outfit for Elsa. Knowing that the younger girl was formal by nature, Piper selected a long sleeved white button up blouse with two breast pockets, and a small white sash/string around the waist, a denim skirt with a thin brown belt, lavender leggings, black leather Oxfords, and sort of cutesy jewelry to show Elsa's femininity. She recommended that the blonde braid her hair in its signature side braid, which Elsa agreed to, in order to decrease the formality of the outfit. The daughter of Aphrodite then left Elsa to get ready.
Elsa had already showered, so she went into the bathroom, and got dressed, then returned to do her hair, and put on her jewelry and diadem. Elsa's jewelry consisted of the ring Nico had given to her (of course), a pair of matching earrings, and a resin pendant of a pink daisy.
"What do you think?" Elsa asked, turning to face Nico. He looked up from the book of pictures of nature that he had grabbed from the bookshelf to look through in order to keep himself occupied.
The skirt fell just above her knees, the leggings exposed the bottom portion of her calves, the blouse's sleeves went three quarters of the way down her arms, and the white anklet socks Elsa was wearing were showing. The earrings dangled; each one silver angle wing, and the necklace rested on her chest; not the fabric of her shirt. She, for once in her life, looked more cutesy than formal, especially with the nervous look on her face. Nico then realized that Elsa looked a little more approachable now. Perhaps this had been Piper's aim. He smiled, nodding.
"You look beautiful, Elsa." He assured her. She smiled nervously.
"Really?" She asked.
"Really." He nodded. "Calypso's going to love you. In both ways." Elsa chewed on her lip, glancing at the clock.
"We meet in ten minutes." She muttered. She'd taken her time getting ready in order to look perfect. "You can go do whatever you want. I'll see you later." Nico, before departing, hugged her to ease her nerves.
"Good luck." He wished her on his way out.
Elsa looked in the mirror critically for a moment. She tried out different smiles before settling on a shy but pleasant smile that she hoped Calypso would find attractive. She tried to relax her posture. Elsa fixed the way her braid rested over her shoulder. Once she felt that what she saw in the mirror was adequate, she made her way over to the dining pavilion. Because Elsa was early, Calypso was not there yet. So Elsa patiently waited.
When Calypso finally did show up, Elsa perked up, and waved. The other girl waved back. Elsa smiled, and clasped her hands in front of her, admiring the beauty in front of her. Though she was just dressed in a simple white T-shirt, jeans and sandals, Elsa thought that Calypso looked lovely.
"Hello Calypso." Elsa greeted, trying not to let her voice quiver too much from excitement. Her voice was, however, a little strained. But this was because she was trying not to let her voice change octaves, crack, or sound too emotional.
"Hello Elsa." Calypso smiled faintly. "Would you rather sit at a table, or walk around?"
"Whatever you'd prefer." Elsa replied vaguely.
"I personally would like to walk around. It's nice, this camp." Calypso looked around with a fondness for it written in her face. "I haven't really seen anything like it before, despite having seen a lot of the modern world."
"I, myself, have not seen very much of the world." Elsa confessed. "But I am not from America. I was born and raised in Norway until I was thirteen. I'll turn sixteen in July."
"I was wondering where your accent came from." Calypso commented. "It's very pretty. Faint, but still present." Elsa felt herself blush, and she tried to hold back her smile. "I guess I am sixteen, or maybe seventeen. It's not easy to tell, but I have aged."
"Wait, I'm confused." Elsa admitted. "What do you mean, you have aged?"
"I suppose I should start from the beginning." Calypso murmured after a second. "Where to start though…"
A/N: Last week I did not update because I was away at summer camp, where no electronics were allowed. Also, this chapter is short because I had to cut this and next chapter in half due to length. Also, the outfit is on the polyvore.
