Authors Note: hi, don't own any characters from PJO or HoO. I love getting reviews.

Casper's POV~

I woke early the morning we were to leave. I rolled out of bed, careful not to step on Tyson on the bunk below mine. I tiptoed into the bathroom and got dressed in my denim bikers jacket, black camp tank top, hiking boots, and faded jeans with a hole on one knee. I examined myself critically in the mirror. I was forgetting…to comb my hair. I ran a brush through the black tangles and put it up in pigtails, which made me look childish, but I liked my hair that way. I picked up my pack so I wouldn't have to stop in the cabin again before we left.

I had packed the night before, and I had: ambrosia & nectar, a change of clothes, twenty drachma and fifty in mortal dollars, a notebook and pen in case I got bored, a few chocolate bars, and a first aid kit. The kit was the only thing I didn't take last time, and I had learned my lesson.

I went to the pavilion and grabbed a bagel with cream cheese and a chocolate milkshake. Not a balanced breakfast, I know, but I was nervous and chocolate always helps. I didn't really have anything to do until everyone else got up, so I went down to the lake and sat on the edge of the pier. I waved to the naiads and pulled out the notebook and pen.

I'm not much of an artist, or at least I wasn't before I went to my new boarding school. The art program there was really good, so I had made a drastic improvement. I drew the lake, and added some people in canoes and a flying chariot, and Piper and Jason picnicking on the sand. It looked pretty good if I do say so myself.

"I didn't know you were an artist."

"Ah!" I was so surprised to hear Biron behind me that I nearly fell in the lake.

"Easy!" He grabbed one shoulder. "Didn't mean to sneak up on you." He plopped down next to me and put his feet in the water. Today he had a vivid blue streak in his hair, that looked really good with his eyes. I brushed away that thought. He wore a orange camp half blood shirt, dark jeans, sneakers, and an unzipped gray hoodie. He looked really good. I brushed it away again. "Hey, thats really good."

"Thanks." I said, kind of embarrassed. "My chariot is wonky though." We just kind of sat there for a while. Neither of us really knew what to say, until Biron announced he was going to go get breakfast, and stood up.

"See you later for our quest." He said, winking at me. I think I went a little pink, and nodded. Looking down after he was gone, I saw the naiads in the lake making kissy motions at me and giggling.

"Oh shut up." I said.

"I didn't say anything yet." Another voice came from behind me. Ella laughed at the scowl on my face. "Seriously, who were you talking too?"

"The naiads." I said. "They were…. never mind."

She winked at me, and it struck me again how much she looked like Biron. "I'm not an idiot, Cas. You have a thing for my brother, and if I'm not wrong, so does he for yoooo!" She said the last part kind of sing-songy and nudged me with her elbow.

"Funny. Lets go." I shoved the notebook in the bag, and we walked towards the pavilion, where I could see the others. "You're my best friend. I can't have a crush on your twin brother." She nudged me again.

"I give you full permission to go out with my brother." I rolled my eyes. "Hey, that a chocolate milkshake? Gimme!"