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Christine's POV

I let the arrow loose and watched it fly. Erik had gotten a perfect bulls eye. I could in fact hear Drew's taunts but I blocked it all out. Even my own breathing. I watched in anticipation as my arrow struck Erik's and split his arrow in two. The whole camp was silent. I had won. I smiled as I heard cheers and screams of joy. Percy ran up to me and swept me in a hug.

"You did it!" he cried.

I laughed for I had no words. I was happy yes but I felt empty. Like winning wasn't such a big deal. I won by a mere millimeter. And Erik was my friend. I wouldn't sink down and submerge myself in winning so I could mend my heart. I was a warrior. I dealt with a man who beat me senseless. I was in a shell because I was heartbroken and lonely. Betrayed a second time by a man I thought cared for me. So as a grateful winner I went up to Erik, who was being coddled and sympathized my Drew.

"Hey Erik."

"Christine," Erik replied coldly.

"I just wanted to say, you did a good job. You gave me a challenge. I'm glad I could verse you to the end."

Erik regarded me coldly. I felt like I was freezing.

"Uh-huh. Congrats on winning I guess." And then walked away with Drew.

I stood there, shocked at how he reacted to me. All I wanted to say was good job. I couldn't believe he was treating me like an enemy.

I thought about why he would treat me so harshly. And maybe I was a little harsh on him. I didn't let him explain why he was making out with Drew. And now he was dating Drew. Deciding it was best for him and me to talk it out, I went to Erik's cabin. His half brother Will answered the door.

"Hey Will."

"Hey Christine. What's up?"

"Not a lot. Um, is Erik there?"

"No. He and Drew went off to the lake."

"Oh okay. Thanks anyway."

I headed to the canoe lake to see if Erik would listen and talk to me. I didn't want us to remain this way. If not dating, then friends. That's all I wanted back. I wanted our friendship back. I walked through the woods trying to find them when I heard a very high pitched, pissed off voice screaming.

"All you ever talk about is her! When we're making out, when we're at campfire, when we're enjoying the sunset. What does she have that I don't have?"

I followed the sound though I was taught to not eavesdrop. There in a small clearing next to the lake was Erik and Drew. Erik was standing calmly, whereas Drew was all over the place.

"Drew enough. You charm spoke me that day. Now I lost the girl of my dreams because of you."

"But what does she have that I don't have?"

Erik scowled but had a longing look in his eyes.

"She's… she's… I don't know what she has that you don't, but I know what she is. She's kind, compassionate, empathetic, sweet, humble, talented, brave, and a million other things. Christine is a girl you'll never be Drew. She's my inspiration in my music. And ever since we started dating, I haven't picked up a pen to write melodies in weeks. It's now the middle of July."

"But what we have is good! There's feeling! I can be empathetic!"

"You look at other campers and make fun of them. That is not empathy. That's shallowness. And I don't want to be with someone who is shallow."

With a huff of anger, Drew stormed away. Erik rolled his eyes and faced the water. He sighed and rubbed his neck. He looked so stressed.

"Gods Christine. How I wish you could know how I feel about you."

Smiling, and with tears in my eyes, I stepped from my hiding spot.

"I do," I said.

Erik whirled around to see who had spoken. He smiled in embarrassment and shock. I smiled at him. I had been too hurt and maybe a bit selfish for me not to let him explain.

"I'm so sorry. Drew. She-" Erik started, coming to me.

"Shh," I shushed him, putting a finger to his lips.

"I heard. I was coming to look for you when I heard Drew yelling. I heard every word you said. And I'm the one who should be sorry. I never let you explain. And I'm sorry Percy beat you up."

Erik laughed, and it was the happiest sound I'd heard in weeks. I smiled at the joy in his eyes. I was glad we were speaking again.

"Don't be sorry for my getting beat up. Percy was just being a good brother. And I thought about what you said to me that day I tried to talk to you. About how I didn't know what you've been through and I how I don't know what its like it protect others while I get hurt, et cetera. And you're right. I don't. I know that your brave face is a mask. I'm sorry if I ever thought you were seeking attention."

I laughed. What he was saying was just reliving the past. I couldn't even remember what I had said.

"And by the way. That day, when you screamed at me, you were wearing sweats and a camp tank, your hair was mussed and you had no makeup on. But still… you were the most beautiful girl in the entire universe."

I felt myself blush. No one had ever said these things to me. Percy had but in a brotherly way. Not in the way Erik was saying it.

"Thank you. And am I really the inspiration for your music?"

"Yeah. You're so… so…"

"Broken?"

Erik laughed a second time. "No. You're different. You're like a female phantom of the opera. Miss Christine. Just add Daae and you're the Swedish soprano of the century," he joked.

"And just add Destler and you're the famous phantom of the opera."

"Well my surname is Dentler so… It's similar to Destler. Just one letter off."

We laughed and I was about to say something when I felt Erik's lips on mine. It was my first real kiss with a guy. Chisisi never liked to show public displays of affection, so we never kissed. And then he went straight on to the thing after the kissing so I never really kissed. Just pecks on the cheeks and stuff. But I kissed Erik back, following his every move, trying to imitate him. I went a bit courageous and softly bit his lower lip. I heard him groan in pleasure, letting me know I did something right. I smiled against his lips and kissed him again and again. After a while we pulled back for air.

"Was that your first kiss?" Erik asked.

I looked down. "That obvious?"

"No! That was the best ever. Better than Drew. Drew has too much tongue."

"And too much information about your now ex girlfriend," I teased.

"Sorry. Did you want to wait? I don't want you to be some rebound girl. I want you to be a legit girlfriend."

"You were dating her for three weeks. I think we can take a chance," I said, "Plus you didn't have sex, thankfully to my knowledge, so I wouldn't be a rebound girl."

Erik smiled and kissed me again. He pulled away and set his forehead against mine. We soon walked out of the woods from the lake back to camp. It was nearly campfire. We nearly missed dinner. I sat down next to Percy and ate quickly.

"Where were you? I was about ready to gather a search party."

"I went to talk to Erik. I found him arguing with Drew by the lake."

Percy looked at me sharply. It was clear he didn't trust Erik anymore but trust can be rebuilt.

"Relax. I heard him telling Drew that I was the girl of his dreams and that he didn't want to be with someone who was so shallow. He had a whole speech and gave it to her. Regardless, they broke up and I talked to Erik. And I think we're together now."

Percy looked skeptical but said he was happy for me nonetheless. He knew Erik knew what would happen if he broke my heart again. A Hermes kid came up to me saying something came for me. It was a letter from Horus to Percy and me. I opened it and we read it.

"My dearest brother and sister,

Shay's memorial went smoothly and well. Or as well as it could be. He was laid to rest peacefully. As you know I had my coronation this week. I wish you could've been there. But the kingdom is prospering once again. Also, I've met someone. Her name is Berett. She's lute player for Isis. And already the visors are getting on my case about marriage. As it turns out I knew Berett as a child. We were quite friendly. And now we're to be married in the next year. I know we're young but a king needs a queen, and Berett is the queen I want. No, need. I love Berett and I know she does too. And I am inviting you to our wedding. I've pardoned you enough that you can come here on my invitation. The visors know this, as does the priests. I hope to see you soon.

All my love,

Bomani Darius Horus"

Marriage. I never thought that my brother would be getting married. And at this age. I mean, yes there have been young pharaohs with wives and children but I never thought my brother would want to be married so soon into his reign. I looked at Percy in shock. He was just as surprised as I was. I smiled and put the letter in my pocket. I couldn't believe my younger brother was getting married before me or even Percy. But we were happy for him. We went to campfire and enjoyed ourselves. I noticed Drew was glaring daggers at me but I didn't care. I was happy that day. When it was almost time for curfew, I found Erik who gave me a hug and kissed me.

"Good night Angel," he whispered.

"Good night Angel," I murmured back.

"No Christine. You're my angel of music."

"And you're mine Erik. I guess we are like Christine and Erik from Phantom. We're each other's angels. Like them."

He kissed me one last time before letting me go to bed. And that night I dreamt of angels and a love so powerful nothing could tear it apart.

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