ok… sry I didn't rite earlier! I got appendicitis and just got it removed and stuff. It hurts more after the operation. Way more. I tried to rite in the hospital but do u no how hard it is to type with a needle sticking out of your hand? I hate IV it made me feel like peeing every to seconds. sry being random. OK I need to post a advert. Beta Readers Hear my plea! I cant spell and I have the worlds worse grammar and im not sure but I think beta readers edit ur work?? yeah so I think I need one. tho I wont always listen to him/her/it if he/she/it gets to bossy. Disclaimer- I don't own any thing u recognize, I forgot to do this before…

Ingrid lay crumpled in her sleeping bag in the Hermes cabin, hoping it would be a while until the rest of the campers came in. No such luck. The door opened letting in a burst of noise, she could hear people talking excitedly. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. After about half an hour, the talking died down and It was silent, other than the occasional snore, and the rustle of blankets.

"Ingrid" hissed a voice.
She ignored it.

"For the gods sake Ingrid we know you're not sleeping now stop being stupid!"

She stubbornly kept her eyes closed.

"Wow, I never thought you were a wimp, one little thing happens and you decide to hide from the rest of the world. Maybe you're more like Aphrodite than I thought"

That did it Ingrid sat up; her indigo eyes looked utterly black, like the sky out side, and tears of frustration glittered like stars.

"Say that one more time and I'll kill you" She choked "I swear I will"

"Whoa, chill" said Travis, raising an eyebrow "we had to get you to listen"

"Ya Ingrid, we just wanted to let you know that we don't care, we're you're friends and just 'cause your moms a creep, doesn't mean you are, you're still Ingrid. Orlando agrees he just can't come in." Agreed Connor

She wiped her eyes angrily "But you were right. I'm a coward, I'm hiding from reality. It's stupid, I'm stupid. Just like the rest of them. Why don't I just put on a pair of high heels and get it over with."

"There are other ways to face reality that don't involve becoming someone you're not. Why don't you just keep being you, carry one with life like normal and just not care? You don't have to be your mom, stupid"

"How can I? I mean you guys might not care but the hunters… they'll never be able to talk to me, even if they wanted. And if they did, how could I even look them in the eye?"

Slap

"What the hell!" Ingrid turned around to see a girl about her age looking seriously annoyed. "What was that for?"

She rolled her eyes "Stop being so dramatic there are worse fates than being claimed for Aphrodite. At least you were claimed! I don't even know you, and I don't care who your mom is, I think you're pretty cool anyways. Now stop wallowing in self pity and suck it up!"
Ingrid was so taken aback that she couldn't speak.

The Stoll's laughed. "Ingrid this is Nimisha Thorn, but every one calls her Jinx."

"Uh… hi" Ingrid said hesitantly.

Jinx smiled "Go to sleep, and if I catch you moping around tomorrow then I'll be seriously pissed off" She laughed. She had a nice laugh, it was kind of strange but it was so… honest. Ingrid, though she just met her, knew that there was nothing fake about her. Ingrid smiled "Don't worry I think I know what happens when you get pissed of" she winced and rubbed her smarting cheek. Jinx smiled and turned around in her sleeping bag. Travis and Connor got up and started to walk towards their bunks.

"Thanks you guys" Ingrid called after them.
"Thanks Jinx" Travis corrected

"Hey" said Connor, pretending to be offended "I think we softened her up a bit!" they laughed and got in their beds.
Ingrid smiled and turned around. She wasn't as alone as she thought.

Ingrid was running, she couldn't stop, she wanted to, with all her heart, but she couldn't, her body wasn't her own anymore. She entered a room with only mirror's hundreds and thousands of mirrors covered every inch of space, all of different shapes and sizes. All of them showed lies. They showed her face they way she thought It was, the way it should have been. Ingrid saw though the lies. A glass table shimmered into existence. She walked up to it and picked up the small looking glass on top. Her long slender finger reached out and touched it. At her touch the image rippled like water and disappeared, to be replaced with a dark scene. Orlando was tied to a bed, he was struggling to break the ropes. Two men in white coats leaned above him holding a glass bottle full of strange murky liquid that seemed to laminate the room with bloody light. A girl with an impish face was chained to a chair in the corner, she had long golden brown hair and a fringe. Her eyes were greenish blue with flecks of grey and she was crying while yelling curses and threats at her captors. Orlando seemed to know Ingrid was watching, He looked strait at her and yelled

"Ingrid please! help us"

The girl in the corner looked up and saw her "Ingrid! you have to find yourself. I know your there! HELP"

Ingrid opened her mouth to tell them she would, to tell them that she would save them, and that their lives were all that mattered to her, but when she opened her mouth something else came out. Something else, the same thing that had not let her stop running, took over her body. She opened her mouth and laughed. Again she touched the mirror and the image flickered and vanished to be replaced with her true reflection. Her eyes were a deathly black, like coal. They held no emotions of any sort. Her skin was as white as paper and her lips were stained with dark blood. She was still beautiful, but no longer the bright, young beauty she had before. She was no longer Ingrid. The demon had taken over. In side her head, Ingrid screamed while the demon laughed.

Ingrid woke up sweating, her scream dying on her lips.
"Wow, you must have had one scary nightmare"

Ingrid turned around and the face of the girl beside her made her gasp.
"Whoa, what is it? It's me, Jinx, remember?" Jinx rolled her eyes.

"Sorry! Just the after math of the nightmare, you know? It's cool now." Ingrid lied

Jinx shrugged "OK. You better hurry up and get dressed, breakfasts soon." she got up and walked towards the door.
Ingrid let out the breath she hadn't noticed she was holding. Last night she couldn't see Jinx's face in the dark, but in the morning light it was clear and bright. She recognized the tanned skin, the impish face, the golden brown hair, the eyes that seemed to be green, blue and grey at the same time. She knew with out a doubt. Jinx was the girl who had been chained to the chair in her dream.

ok I no that how she met jinx might seem slightly random and unrealistic but truly its the most realistic thing in this story. its based on how I met one of my bffs. In fact the whole jinx thing was kinda spontaneous. All of a sudden I just put her in cuz ingrid was starting to sound like me when my friend slapped me

( id didn't no her then) I kinda gave it away to anyone who noes her…