Making Waves 7

Sasumeii always struck me as a rebel. The fact that she had a rose didn't surprise me. What surprised me is that she had a tattoo of a rose. She was a tough punk who didn't give a crap to what the world thought. Not some flowery good girl trying to play bad. I blinked at it, curling on her hip. She looked at me with big gray eyes that spoke to me:

Say a word and you die.

I looked away.

The other campers, however, did not. I heard boys whistling and girls pointing, saying some things and calling her select names. My 'Dad' would have washed my mouth out with soap if I'd said any of those things, let's put it like that. She bowed her head, and I put an arm around her protectively. I did my best Back off or I will eat you look. Since I am a pretty big guy, they didn't mess with us.

Well, with the exception of Clarrise, Daughter of Ares.

She laughed with the rest of the Ares kids when we walked past. I sent her a glare that said You're the appetizer. She laughed again and picked me up by my shoulder. I felt my bones being crushed as she pinned me down.

"Wipe the look off your face before I pulverize you," she warned, and the look in her eyes showed me she was not kidding.

"Maybe I will, maybe I won't," he replied, not really fearful of her, "now get of my face, Hot Head."

That was mistake one.

She slammed me into a nearby tree painfully. Gasping, I felt a rib crack as I sank to the ground. Ignoring the searing pain, I pulled out a seashell. Throwing it up into the air, I grasped it into my hand. In a instant, I had a shiny blue-green sided sword. I knew the green would destroy monsters, and the blue would do a number on mortals. Nothing rational, but they wouldn't be fighting.

I smacked her with the blue side. Suddenly, she started laughing painfully. I watched as she gripped her reddining side, which apparently tickled. She gritted her teeth before twisting my ankle. Falling to the ground, I watched to be turned into a Yo-Yo Yam with extra syrup. But it never came.

Sasomeii grabbed a pin out of her hair and bit it. Suddenly, she was holding a long celistal bronze sword. She reached into her bikini pocket inside the upper half and pulled out a bracelet like a storm, which, once on her wrist, revealed a huge matching shield.

The two girls clashed, and it was totally apart Sasomeii had the upper hand. It didn't take long for Clarrise to be on the ground, her ribs smashed and her face in pain. Trying to look tough but failing badly, she stumbled away to the infirmary. A girl came dashing up to me.

She was beautiful. Her long auburn hair curls at her waist, and her green eyes were bright and playful. She looked worried as she knelt to my side and applied something to my ribs. A warm sensation filled my being, and it didn't take long before I knew my ribs were heeled. When she untwisted my ankle, I screamed in pain before it felt normal. She fed my a tiny bit of ambrosia, and my wounds vanished instantly.

"I'm a Daughter of Apollo," she explained warmly, "Kayoya, right?"

"Right," I nodded, "what's your name?"

"I am Amelia," she grinned, straightening her orange t-shirt and blue jeans when she spoke, "new guy, right?"

"Right," I then looked at Sasomeii, who was puffing and moaning, "mind helping Somi over there?"

"Oh, duh!" she slapped herself before healing my girlfriend.

"Thanks," I flashed her a grin before embracing Sasomeii, "that was kick butt, Somi!"

"I know," she smiled kind of shyly to me. I then noticed how out of place she seemed with her rebel clothes in this sea of orange and friendly, warm half bloods.

That night, I confronted her.

"Is everything okay?" a saw a certain look in her beautiful eyes I always got lost in.

"I don't feel right here," she was hiding something, but what, I didn't know, "I was thinking of running."

"I'll go with you,"

"No, Yo-Yo. Stay here. It's where you belong,"

"Maybe and maybe not," I squeezed her slightly trembling hands, "but I will go with you wherever you go."

"Thanks, I guess," she flopped back on her bed, "tomorrow during Capture the Flag, alright?"

"Sure," I wish I'd known how hard that would be.