Unlikely

Chapter 6:Nuisance-ness

(Anthea)

The conch horn blew for breakfast and I got a tingly feeling in my stomach.

Was it possible that I felt...bad about doing that to Adam? NO! It couldn't be. He took away our lip gloss.

I crossed my arms, and went to my table.

My mood didn't brighten when I saw Adam arrive.

When he walked by, people snickered and whispered.

I grimanced. No, stop it. He deserves to suffer.

I breathed in through my mouth, and out through my nose, just like my yoga teacher taught me.

I smiled as I took out my tube of lipgloss (not Nite Lite, btw) and smeared it all over my lips.

Chiron walked-excuse me, trotted in, "Good morning campers!" he said, optimistically, as he waved us over to the fire with our plates of food.

We all gave our blessings.

"Enjoy your meal!" Chiron yelled as he trotted off the the Staff table with Mr. D.

I sat down, picking at my usual breakfast food:hashbrowns, sausage and seasoned rice.

I grabbed my cup and said, "V8, Splash Berry Blend, please." I said as the orange liquid filled the gauntlet.

I sipped it intently.

"You don't have to say please, Anthea," Rikki, said as she ate her sunny-side up eggs.

I shrugged, "Just felt like it."

C'mon. Stop being such a wus, and actually enjoy your breakfast.

My face lit up. I remembered that I have to speak to Destinee again.

I smirked as I grabbed my fork, and stabbed my sausage and stuffed into my mouth.

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(Adam)

Man, that girl is going to pay hard.

Especially because I'll get the Hecate cabin on our side. No matter what.

I won't stop at any cost, well, I'll draw the line somewhere, but until then, stopping at no cost.

I ate my bacon angrilly as I felt a dozen pairs of eyes staring at my back.

~*~

As soon as breakfast was over, I headed to the Hecate cabin, and knocked the door.

Cam, a 14 year-old with light brown hair, but neon blue eyes, answered the door.

"What do yo want, Adam? I've got to get to archery in a bit," Cam said, leaning forward.

"Can you help me with...a thing?" I asked, hoping I didn't show a whole bunch of eager on my face.

He sighed and closed his eyes, "Look, as my sister Destinee explained to some other girl this morning, we're not like the other Hecate kids.
We don't like hurting people, and creating revenge plots. So, no. I can't," Cam said.

"Wait, who was the other chick that came here?" I asked, not even caring what my facial expression looked like.

"I don't know her name, but she was a blondie and really skinny, alright?" Cam said as he closed the door.

Blonde and skinny, huh. That could fit the appearance of half the girls here at camp.

But, why else would someone need the Hecate kids' help?

I thought about this subject all the way back to the Aphitheater.

I picked up my sword, Adeipho, (Adeipho=Brother in Greek) and just randomly started to stab some dummies to take my mind off of it.

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(Anthea)

I saw Destinee walking toward the archery fields.

Perf, my next class is archery too.

She was wearing a black graphic tee with a metallic heart on it, white distressed jeans, and Neon green converse.
A 7/10. She would've been a 8/10 if she did something with her hair, which was just draped over her back, not even the slightest curl.

"Hey, Destinee!" I yelled.

I saw her turn around, eyes widen, and then she started to run.

"I'm in great shape I can keep up with you!" I yelled as I took on my ballerina flats and ran after her...what?

I cannot afford to get these dirty. These are Stella McCartney's shoes that cost $104.99!

I caught up with her and tapped her on the should, "Are you sure that you don't want to help me? I can give you 50 golden drachmas!" I said.

She looked aggrivated, "Look, I don't want to help you. Even if you are going to pay me that much. So, seriously, stop it." she said as she jogged off.

My attempt after breakfast didn't work, this one didn't work, my original attempt didn't work, but I'll get her to help me.

No matter what.

I jogged off to archery where, I purposely took the spot next to Destinee.

Ugh, look. It's the ugly boy that's a girl today.

He took the spot next to Destinee's brother, Cam. Which was WAY to close to me. But, I had to sacrifice it.

I picked up a bow, "Are you sure, Destinee?" I asked, like we didn't even run into each other before this class.

Destinee rolled her eyes as she released an arrow what was a couple rows off of the bullseye.

Hey, at least he can make it on the board.

I grabbed an arrow and loaded it onto the string.

I was afraid to pulled back and let go. It was on the outer ring, but who cares! I got it on.

"OMG! I chipped my French Manicure! That was $20 dollars!" I yelled, to no one in particular.

I saw Adam roll his eyes and mutter, "It's just your nails. Get over it. Better yet, get over yourself," he said as he let go of an arrow which wound up close to the bullseye.

"Well, Adam, maybe you're the one who should start caring for your nails. They're chipped and ugly. And maybe you should start caring about how you look. Polo's are so last season," I said, confidently as I loaded another arrow.

"You're one to talk. Bigfoot told me to tell you he wants his hair back!" he yelled, getting in my face.

I made a really angry noise as I was about to punch him, but my sisters picked me up by my arms.

This is one of the times when being skinny, doesn't help.

"Let me GO! NOW!" I shrieked as loud as I could.

Rikki and Sarah just dragged me to our cabin.

"Look, Anthea, I know that you hate this guy, but don't get into any physical fights. Do you want to chip, or even worse, break another nail?" Sarah asked.

I crossed my arms, "No, but-"

"Well...how about we give you a new manicure. Whatever color you want, and any design, okay?" Rikki asked.

She didn't even wait for my answer as she walked out, Sarah by her side.

I just lay down on my bed, thinking about my next revenge plot toward Adam, and the next time I ask Destinee for help.