Chapter Seven
Canoeing
It was three months later at camp. Amy woke and waited for one of the children of Hermes, Will, to come out of the bathroom. For some reason, they all considered themselves not related at all, so Will like to flirt with her. Which was weird, because Hecate was Zeus and his siblings' cousin, and Hermes was Zeus's son, so she was something like Will's great-great cousin or something. He came out of the bathroom with no shirt on, holding a towel. He grinned and looked down at her-he was three inches taller than her, and Amy was 5'7. So he was 5'10.
"Hey. What's up, Amelia?" He flung the towel around his neck.
She blushed. "I was waiting for you. What are you doing here anyways? I thought your dad was Hermes."
"He is. But your bathroom is the least-used one in camp, and the Hermes Cabin is the most-used. So we have to use the bathrooms in the minor gods' cabin, or else we'd be in there from dusk till dawn." He flashed his stunning smile at her, his blue eyes crinkling. He stepped closer, so their torsos were touching and he almost kissed her. "Care to share the bathroom with me?"
She gave him a playful shove. "No thanks. Now put on a shirt, and quit showing off your six-pack." He chuckled, pulled on his blue swim team logo t-shirt on.
"See you at training." He pulled on his red lifeguard sweatshirt and walked out the door.
Amy went into the bathroom and got ready for training. Then she went out to the canoeing lake. Will waved at her while he lugged a canoe into the water. "
"Hey, Amy. Over here!" He grabbed two paddles and gave one to her.
"Thanks." She took it and climbed into the canoe. She jumped in after her.
"Let's go!" They began paddling away from the shore. "Let's go over there!" He nodded towards a small island about a hundred and fifty feet out into the lake.
"Why?"
"I've never been there. I can't canoe that far. This is the first time I've ever canoed with a partner."
"Oh." Amy felt awkward. "So...what happens if we fall into the water? Are there, like, giant killer catfish in there to eat us?"
"Nothing out of the ordinary." He assured her.
"That's good." She stared into the water while paddling. Suddenly, he grabbed her face and pulled her close, pressing his lips to hers.
After all his flirting, she had never thought anything serious would happen between them.
She was completely wrong.
His lips were warm against hers, and his hand were as encasing as the hunter's trap she had encountered(and got caught in) during her search for Camp Half-Blood. They moved up and got tangled in her blonde hair, the other wrapped around her waist.
Her brain was fuzzy, and one of her owns hands were curled up on his chest, the other still on her paddle.
And what would happen next?
Well, she kissed him back.