The first time Dakota had ever drank Kool Aid, he'd been four. And from that day on, it had been his best friend. He was born to an abusive mother, and had never met his father, so he'd lived in foster homes until he was twelve. That's when he was taken to Camp Jupiter.
Camp Jupiter was like nothing he'd ever seen. There were unicorns, gladiators, and most importantly, Kool Aid!
There was only one person in the entire Roman camp who could get between the son of Bacchus and his sugary goodness, Gwen. She was his best friend, fellow centurion, and later, girlfriend. She knew just when to put a stop to Dakota's drinking, and he was thankful for that.