AN: Some Aphrodite Cabin fun, anyone? Let me know if there's anything you want to see!

"Lacy!"

I looked up at Mitchell, wondering what he was so excited about.

He bounced in place, "Fall Out Boy is playing in New York in a couple months!"

I grinned, "Are you serious? I love them! Patrick Stump is in my top ten singers!"

"Right?! We have to go!"

I sighed, "I don't think we'll be able too. We'd need an adult to take us and we'd have to buy tickets…I don't have any spare money. Do you?"

He rubbed his neck, "No, I just spent my last on my shoes. It'll be another two months before I get my next bit of money. It won't be in time for the concert."

I waved my hand in a 'there you go' gesture, "And I spent most of mine on hair dyes."

He arched an eyebrow, "Hair dyes?"

I grinned and pulled them out, "Oh yeah, I'm finally going to get back at Cecil."

Mitchell folded his arms, "And you weren't going to invite me?"

I held up the pink and the purple with a grin, "Which do you think we should use?"

He grinned back.

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"Aaaugghh! It's not coming out, Lacy!"

I winced, "It looks good on you." I tried.

Mitchell looked over at me, his now purple hair hanging in his eyes, "It totally clashes with all of my favorite outfits!"

"So, we'll dye it a different color? I'm sorry. It's not like I meant for this to happen. It was supposed to be a prank on Cecil, not Connor. And we definitely weren't supposed to get caught."

Mitchell sighed, "What colors do you have?"

"Blue, red, pink and green. I also have bleach, oh, and black."

Mitchell folded his arms, frowning.

I bit my lip, "Come on, Mitch, you can pull pretty much everything off."

"Fine, let's go blue. But we're going with a real blue." He arched an eyebrow.

I grinned, "Only if you let me cut your hair as well."

He smiled back, "Alright. Just don't mess up like you did with the prank."

"You helped!"

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Piper leaned over to me, "Magic hair dye?"

"Nope." I grinned.

Mitchell had about four girls and a couple guys around him, flirting with him. He had a calm demeanor and didn't seem to notice that they were flirting. But I knew he did.

"When he's comfortable with how he looks and as confident as he is, he just sort of radiates attraction." I told her, shrugging, "Who would have thought he'd like having blue hair so much?"

She smiled, "The big question is who does he want to attract?"

"Eh, I'm not sure. His sexuality is somewhat ambiguous. At least, that's how he comes across." I suddenly noticed Julia watching from a little bit of a distance. I could also see One of the Ares guys staring at Mitchell with some confusion. "And he tends to bring out the ambiguity in others as well when he's like this."

Piper pointed toward Alice from the Hermes cabin, who was talking with Ethan Jacobs from the Tyche cabin, "Thoughts on that?"

I grinned, "Cute pairing. Not sure how long it would last though. All the luck is on his side, though. And luck eventually runs out."

"And Alice has a lot of growing to do." Cassie Dellaro from the Hermes cabin said, "You should really check who's around before you talk about them. Never know who could be listening. Don't worry. I won't say anything."

Piper laughed, "You have good timing."

I studied the daughter of Hermes. She had a decent sense of style, even with just her camp clothes. She dressed practically, but in a cute way. And her budding relationship with the serious son of Athena was adorable in so many ways. And she had connections. She was already making a name for herself as the camp secret keeper. A child of Aphrodite could appreciate someone who understood the importance of secrets.

Cassie shrugged, "I keep hearing that. Frankly, I'm just ready for the calm of summer."

"Who do you think would be right for Mitchell?" I asked, wondering if she was any good at matchmaking.

She shrugged again, smiling, "I don't know. I haven't really been around Mitchell. Or many people here, for that matter. The trip I took kind of delayed making connections with many people outside of my cabin. Right now, I'm an observer in a complicated web of people and chaos…" She trailed off, her gaze clouding.

Piper nudged her, "You okay?"

She looked a little startled, "Yeah, I just had an idea."

"An idea? Like for a match for Mitchell?" I grinned at her, my eyebrows bouncing twice.

Cassie shook her head, "Like I said, I don't know him. I don't even know…his type." She said carefully. "My idea was for just…writing. I'll see you guys around. Good luck with your brother."

Piper gave me a smile as Cassie walked away in something of a daze, "She's an odd girl. But she's right. We don't even know Mitchell's type. Does Mitchell even know?"

I laughed, "Not likely."