A/N: Ok, so you know how I said I would update every Thursday, but sometimes I might update late or early? Yeah, so today's the day! Hope you like this chapter. And a tiny Disclaimer to Voyage... um, you might not be happy with me for the other chapter. But no regrets! :)
Amanda's POV
Homework was eh. Greek and English were the easiest, "surprisingly" and my elective was Engineering, so all we had to do was create a model of something that could allow a dozen eggs fall safely to the ground from the third floor of our school. To tell the truth, I finished really early and started writing when I heard Annabeth and Abigail taking turns spiking the volleyball. Of course they did, they must've finished in ten minutes. When Ray and Kace joined, everyone else had to join too. Besides Katie and Calypso, I think. If they were making dinner, thank the gods for them. I had heard stories from Camp Half Wit that the Demeter cabin were really great at cooking. Calypso, from what I heard from that Spanish boy (Leo, I think) dating her, was amazing at it. Piper, Reyna, Annabeth, Abigail, Hazel, and Thalia began a game of volleyball, three on three. I stopped juggling the soccer ball after a while and watched the intense volleyball game. I wasn't the only one; Leo, Frank, Travis, and Connor were also watching. Well, more like Travis and Connor were walking around, making bets. "Hey Amanda!" Travis (or was it Connor?) yelled. "You wanna bet on the outcome?" In reply, I threw the extra volleyball at him. The other was nowhere to be seen until I turned and saw that he was behind me, trying to steal my wallet. Just in time, Abigail spiked the volleyball, Piper missed, and it hit him in the head. "OH YEAH! Winning point!" Reyna yelled. The twins looked excited as Leo handed over a handful of drachmas. "See? I told you, Connor." Travis nudged his brother. "I told you! If the two Daughters of Athena are on the same team, they obviously win!" Abigail appeared in front of them and flicked them both on the head. "You done talking about me yet?"
Her eyes flickered to mine and I noticed the way her hands were moving like a wave. I lifted my head slightly and saw that she had water hovering above the twins' head. "Why was she telling me this?" I thought. Wait. She couldn't get wet, but the others would. I did not want a repeat of what happened when Kace was dragging me to Camp Half Wit, and maybe this was her signal to move out of the way to not get soaked. I teleported most of the girls to the other side of the room just as she doused the twins in water. Jameson also reacted fast and teleported the rest. I grinned as Travis and Connor yelped and started cursing. Everyone laughed, and eventually, so did Travis and Conner. "I think you meant, that is why you don't mess with a daughter of Athena, especially one who's friends with two teleporters," said Jameson. I staggered back. "Excuse me?! Who gave you the idea that we were friends?! I hate her guts, and she hates mine. The only time we 'work together' is if we might die or if it's pranking someone." I retorted. "To answer your question, Kace overheard the two of you talking in your bedroom, Amanda." I smacked my head as Abigail grabbed Kace by the ear and dragged him away.
In response, I opened a portal, grabbed Jameson, and took him to his secret base. I checked if the coast was clear and punched his stomach. As he doubled over, I said, "Listen. As much as I try, I can just not like certain people. Especially her." His eyes seemed to smile mischievously. "Really? Then please explain to me this." He shot a beam of light to a pool of water, which for some reason was there, and I saw an image of Abigail and I talking. I heard the words "friend" and "don't tell anyone". I flushed. Jay smiled triumphantly. "See?" I sighed. There was no getting out of this. "Okay, okay. Maybe we are kind of friends. But you can't blame me- I have almost never had friends before, so I kinda don't know how to handle it." Jameson sighed. "Well, now you do. Deal with it," he replied. The truth was… before, I thought having friends was useless and that I didn't need any. But now… I actually kind of liked the feeling of having friends. Oh gods, I can't believe I said that.
When we teleported back, Abigail was waiting with Kace and Ray. "You guys wanna study for the Greek test?" she joked. "Actually, yes. It's important to study even if you think you already know it, because you could always mess up," said Kace. We stared. Abigail flicked him on the head and said, "Ok, say that one more time." "We should go study for the Greek test because we might make a mistake," Kace repeated. Abigail's mouth dropped open, as did the rest of ours. "Ok, child. I can't believe i'm saying this, but WE. DO. NOT. NEED. TO. STUDY. FOR. A. GREEK. TEST!" Abigail said. Kace grinned. "I know. I was messing with you guys. I despise studying, but the girl over here-" he pointed at Abigail. "- always forced me to." Piper walked over and said, "Well, is everyone done with their homework? Because tomorrow is the dance, and no one has the right outfit!" Ray stopped midsentence about suggesting to go train again. Abigail and Kace had a silver flush, and Jay was sputtering. I, on the other hand, walked slowly away from Piper. "What? No one wants to get the right outfit?" Piper asked, confused. "No! It's just, um, none of us have a date besides Ray and Amanda." Kace muttered. "Excuse me!" I yelled. "That can be easily arranged. How 'bout I use my-" Piper offered, but Kace yelled. "NO! I think we can handle it. Anyone else want to go upstairs to get our outfit?" I muttered "Fine." Abigail, Jay, and Ray practically sprinted to the dorms with Kace and I close behind them.
Ray cursed. "Damn it. Now we ACTUALLY have to find an outfit." Abigail said, "Wait isn't there a closet there? What if we could program it with our own style?" "Eh. it could work." I walked into mine. "YUP! IT WORKS!" Piper turns out ran with us and yelled, "BTW, THE PRINCIPAL SAID NO GIRLS CAN WEAR SUITS!" I cursed. Great, now I have to go on a date, with someone I don't even know that well…...this isn't going to turn out well, right?