As Travis walked away I heard the clopping hooves coming up behind me.

"Travis Stoll! Where are you going and what happened here?" I heard Chiron's booming voice. I turned around to find him right behind me, but he didn't even acknowledge me. He was glaring in Travis' direction.

But Travis didn't stop walking. No, no, no. In fact, he sped up. He was walking straight for the Hermes' cabin. I watched as he walked straight to the porch. He opened the door and closed it behind him without even a backwards glance. I stared at him.

How could he do that? He knocked a guy unconscious, possibly dead, and he walks away like it's an everyday thing.

Wait. What if it was? No. Travis lived in….. wait? Where did he live before he came here?

That's when I realized it. I didn't know anything. Nothing about Travis' life. This could be an everyday thing in Travis' life. He never talked about it and I never asked. What a horrible friend! All I ever did was talk about my own problems at home without even considering what his life was like.

My mind started running 100 miles per hour. I pictured Travis living in some third-world country. Maybe he lived in another continent. Maybe Travis was famous but he left that for this camp. Or maybe he lived in a poor community. Oh! What if Travis is some type of drug dealer. Maybe he is a part of gang.

Nah.

I can't picture him doing that. Or maybe that's the point. Maybe he was such a great liar that no one would ever know.

I was taken out of my thoughts by Chrion's voice yelling, "Take him to the infirmary!"

He must be talking to the Apollo kids for they came rushing into the arena while many others were still in a state of shock. I looked around and there was not a sound besides the Apollo children doing their work. People had looks of shock on their faces, the same one I probably had on my face.

In the arena, Will was frantically looking over Mark for any sign of life. He was checking his pulse and inserting I.V.s into his arm. I saw the medicine injected into his arm. Then, suddenly, Mark gasped and surprised us all. He sprang up into a sitting position and looked around frantically.

Will was so surprised he stumbled back.

"What happened?" Mark said. When no one answered him he yelled it again, "What happened!"

It was more of an exclamation than a question. Everybody looked over to where Travis walked away. Way to be secretive. Really great. Round of applause for your ability to lie and NOT getting my best friend in trouble. I thought.

And yes I said "best friend." Of course I probably can't say that now. If I call him my "best friend", that implies that I know something about his personal life. I began to flashback to all the conversations we had ever had.

They all seemed to have the same topic. Me. I rarely ask questions about him. Whenever we talk its always me, myself, and I. He seemed so interested in me, I never give it a second thought to ask him a question. Hades, I don't even know his birthday! And I consider myself his best friend. That's stupid.

Also, you're probably how Travis and I became friends. Well it was pretty simple really. It was after dinner on the beach.

Flashback

I was sitting on the beach. It was right after Chiron had called me into his office after dinner. My dad was on the phone and wanted to talk to me. I, being the silly person I am, thought that it was for something good. Of course it wasn't and now I'm sitting on the beach bawling my eyes out.

My father had called me to tell me that he was moving. To Italy. He said that he was leaving with his new wife. Apparently she got a job there and he was going too. He made it perfectly clear that he wasn't changing his mind. No matter how much I begged. When I told him that I wasn't going, he just said, "okay" like he couldn't care less about what I was doing. At that point I just hung up. I couldn't take it anymore. As I stormed out of the Big House I could tell that Chiron wanted to ask what was wrong, but was smart enough not to.

I felt someone walk up behind me and crouch down. I felt a hand on back, "Katie-Kat. Are you alright?"

I recognized the voice. It was Travis. Travis Stoll. The guy that made my life a living Hades. I suddenly began feeling self-concious. I knew that I wasn't one of the pretty criers. I didn't only have a few tears sliding down my face. My hair was a mess.

Wait. Why do I care about that? This is Travis? Why would I care about what I looked like in front of Travis?

I realized that my mental conversation had lasted at least 30 seconds and Travis was still looking at me, waiting for an answer. Without thinking I answered truthfully, "No."

With that, I broke into another round of tears. Travis just sat there next to me the whole time. He didn't say anything, he just held me.

And that is all I really needed. I just wanted someone to be there for me, because right now I feel so alone. I cried and cried. I don't know why I chose Travis to tell the truth. There were so many other people I could have talked to, but I chose him. And he was exactly what I needed. I didn't need someone fretting over how I feel and asking me questions. All I wanted was a silent companion.

At last, the tears stopped coming. It was as if I had run out. I had nothing left. I felt so empty. So fragile. I couldn't feel anything right now. Except for pain. A lot of pain.

"I'm sorry." I said at last.

"For what?" Travis smirked, "Not complementing me on how great I am right when you saw me? Its okay. I forgive you."

I let a little smile grace my lips, but both Travis and I knew that it wasn't a real one.

"But seriously, you don't need to apologize. I know that sometimes it is just to much to hold in. I don't know what you're dealing with right now and if you don't want to tell me then you don't have to. It's none of my business. But I hope that if you ever feel like you need a friend. You will choose me." Travis looked so sincere that I believed him. I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him. At first he stiffened, like he wasn't used to physical contact, but then relaxed and hugged me back.

Eventually I finally made it back to my cabin and Travis went back to his.

Now I knew that I had a new friend. No. I take that back. I had a friend.