Not soon enough, dinner ended. The table of Aphrodite girls, and even some guys walked back to the cabin. I chatted with Hazel the whole walk back. She reminded me of Mellie.

The doors of the cabin opened. My face cracked into a huge smile. My luggage was here, and it was in a cabin that didn't smell, and wasn't overcrowded.

James, one of the guys that came with the girls, pointed to an unoccupied bed pretty far from the cabin's entrance. "There's your bunk."

A bunch of girls dragged my pink suitcases over to my bunk and opened the largest suitcase first. They rifled through my bag, looking for something 'appropriate' for me to wear tomorrow.

I didn't have the opportunity to see what they had picked out, because Amanda led me over to a large styling mirror in the back of the cabin. They sat me down in the chair, and each one of the girls did something in some way.

One girl was giving me a manicure, and another a pedicure. A girl with big curls began to work on my hair. Some other girls examined my face, skin tone, eye color, and asked me what sized clothing I wore.

Amanda looked on in approval.

"Lights out!" James called at exactly 9:30.

'The girls', as I have come to call the Aphrodite girls, all complained, but soon began to give me advice on how to sleep in order to prevent early wrinkles.

At 10 o'clock, the lights shut off. Everyone was already in bed, in order to have the required 9 to 10 hours of sleep.

The next morning, the girls dolled me up again.

I swear, they never slept. They always hovered, and examined my every move.

I put on the outfit that was laid out for me, and a girl handed me a shade of coral lip gloss. As I pocketed it, she shook her head. Then, she pointed to her lips. Hazel came up from behind me.

"This is Alice, Silena. She's our favorite mute," Hazel stated bluntly.

I waved to Alice, then twirled around for Hazel.

"How do I look?" I asked.

Hazel nodded approvingly, while Alice kept tapping her lips.

"Right!" I exclaimed. I took out the coral pink lip gloss, and swiped it over my lips lightly.

"Do you want it back?" I questioned Alice, holding the tube out for her. She moved her fingers rapidly in some pattern that I didn't recognize. All of a sudden, I realized that it was probably sign language.

"Alice says that you should keep it, and use it as needed. She also says that it's the perfect shade of color for you, and to think of the lip gloss as a welcoming gift." Hazel translated for me.

"Thanks, Alice," I smiled at her.

I turned towards Hazel, "And since when do you know sign language?"

She replied, "Alice taught me, mostly. Anyway, I heard you're a horse back rider. We can hit the Pegasus stables after breakfast."

The thought of this thrilled me.

"Well, when's breakfast?" I inquired.

"Now," Hazel said.

We walked together to the Mess Hall. As I stepped down towards our cabin's table, I turned on my charm. My 'charm' is something I recently found that I could do. All I did was think, I am beautiful, and then people seemed to gravitate towards me. Gracefully, I sat in an empty spot at our table.

The people I was sitting next to talked about fashion week in New York. I was contented to sit and listen to the lulling conversations about Marc Jacobs' scandalous designs.

"Hey," Travis said as he walked up from behind.

I glared at him. He looked pretty intimidated, but seemed to gather up enough courage to say mumble something.

"What?" I asked.

"I'm really sorry about what happened yesterday," Travis repeated.

"Uhm...It's okay, really, I guess," I replied, a little uncomfortably.

At this time, Hazel had walked behind me to tell me that breakfast was mostly over, and that we could leave. But I didn't notice till it was too late.

"What?" A voice shrieked. "You're forgiving him, just like that?"

"Yes, Hazel, I am." I retorted quietly compared with her shrieks.

"You idiot! You ruined our pla-," Hazel was cut off by Amanda's hand over her face.

"What plans?" I asked obliviously.

"We didn't have any plans, Silena," Amanda soothed, in a too sweet to really be sweet voice.

Now I was extremely frustrated.

"What plans?!" I asked again, stronger this time. I could practically feel my eyes blazing with metaphorical flames by now.

Hazel, to reciprocate against Amanda man-handling her, shouted, "We used you to get Luke to like Amanda even though she's way too old for him!"

At the mention of his name, a boy with golden hair at the Hermes table looked over. Moments later, so did a little girl, an extremely blonde little girl with stormy grey eyes.

I, however didn't notice this, as I exploded.

"You used me?" I angrily intoned. I couldn't believe this! No one uses me! Turning around, I stalked angrily off, the only intention being to leave the mess hall.

My eyes stung with unshed tears, and I blinked to keep from crying in front of everybody. Amanda and Hazel were so nice to me. I thought they were my friends. I guess I thought wrong.