Hey guys! Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I've been really busy with schoolwork and such.

BTW- the term "shipping" was NOT made up by me, although I totally made Callison and Abico up. :)

Mari- who do you want to be shipped with?

For anyone who wants to know, Isabel's last name is Kabra. :P I hope all you 39ers enjoy that little bit of Cahill humor!

*A NOTE: In this story, people can date other people from their cabin and it's not considered gay or anything. Just putting that out there….*

Day 4: Secrets

If someone had told me a week ago that Travis Stoll and I would watch the movie 'Tangled' in the forest at night, I would have referred them to a mental hospital.

I still couldn't wrap my mind around the fact that we had done that.

Travis Stoll and I had hung out.

Wait—was that a date?!

No – impossible.

Travis had been acting weirdly all day, though. And right as they were leaving, there had been a moment, where….. I almost thought….no. There was nothing and never would be anything between Travis Stoll and me. Never.

Then why did I feel so full when we were together?

Today was the last day of punishment. I reflected on our chores as I dressed in the semi-darkness. The first day was horrible, with Clarisse chasing us, the second day was better, and yesterday had just been plain weird. But I was ready to make the best of the last day.

I was just leaving the cabin when I felt someone grab my shoulder. "Wait just a second, Katie."

I spun around to find Isabel grasping my shoulder with her long hot pink talons –excuse me, fingernails. She had twisted her pretty features into a sneer, and I felt a sudden instinct to back away. I scolded myself. Why should this girl scare me?

"Isabel, what the hck are you doing up at-," I checked my watch, "-at 5:45 in the morning?"

Isabel smiled sweetly, a sure sign that she was up to something. "Well, I would've asked the same thing to you last night when you came to the cabin past curfew with twigs in your hair- or whatever you call the disgusting mop of tangles on top of your head."

White hot panic surged through me. Isabel knew that I was up last night? "….You're lying!"

Isabel laughed a tinkling little laugh, and I was instantly reminded of Tinker Bell from Peter Pan. "Oh, Katie, I have no proof so far, but I will find out where you were."

I stood up straighter and threw her hand off my shoulder. "Thanks for your concern, Isabel, but I'm doing just fine without you snooping into my business."

Isabel narrowed her eyes scarily, making her seem much less pretty. "If this has anything to do with Travis Stoll, I swear Katie, I will-"

"Travis? Travis Stoll? From Hermes Cabin?" I tried to give a convincing laugh.

Isabel smiled. "Yes, Travis. I know that you two have been getting friendly, but he's mine! He's going to ask me to the dance! I know it! So you better not ruin my plans!"

I held up my hand. "Wait a sec. First of all, Travis is NOT yours! He's nobody's. Secondly, how would you know he;s going to ask you to the dance? I thought you were already going with someone from Apollo?"

Isabel rolled her eyes. "Charlie Sunniva? Oh, please. I turned him down yesterday. No, the only good looking boys in this camp are the Stoll brothers, and one of them's already taken. Apparently, Connor Stoll is going out with that nerd Allison Hiles from Hermes."

I instantly flared up. Allison was one of my best friends, along with Abby Hart and Marianna Bowers. Isabel had no right insulting them. (Even though Allison and Hannah from Demeter had started a debate during dogeball about whether you could change their fate or not—weird!)

"Well, I guess that's just too bad, Isabel. Maybe Claire can hook you up with some loser from Hephaestus, since that's probably the best you could ever do anyway."

Isabel's eyes burned. "You'll be sorry you said that, Katie Gardner." And she spun around angrily and stalked towards the bathrooms.

I took a deep breath and hurried up to the Big House.

On the way, I spotted Travis Stoll. I hurried over and waved. "Hey. What's going on?"

Travis shrugged. "Nothing much. Slept horribly last night." He gave a huge yawn.

Travis did look pretty bad. His eyes were bloodshot, and he had dark bags around them. His step had lost its swagger, and he shuffled along, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

We walked up to the Big House. I told him about my encounter with Isabel, but left out a few details. Like how she said that Travis was hers. But I did tell him about the part where Isabel was talking about Allison and Connor.

Travis smiled. "Yeah, almost everyone from the Hermes Cabin has been shipping them. We were so happy when Connor finally asked her out."

"Wait, you shipped them? What the heck does that mean?"

"Shipping is like pairing. So, if you're shipping two people, then you're rooting for them to get together."

I smiled. "That's cute. Like Percy and Annabeth! Everyone was shipping them!"

Travis nodded. "And also Abby and Nico. I guess you would call that Abico."

"Or Niabby."

"Yeah. So Connor and Allison would be…."

"Callison!" I cried triumphantly. "And Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley would be…"

"Harrinny. And Ian and Amy would be…."

"Amian! And Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy would be… "

"Elizarcy! And Rapunzel and Flynn Rider- excuse me, Eugene- from Tangled would be…"

"Eugunzel! Or Rapuene! But I like Eugunzel better."

Travis smiled at me, and completely against my will, my stomach got all tingly. "There," he said. "That's shipping."

We had reached the Big House. Travis opened the door and exaggeratedly bowed. "Madame."

I shook my head and gestured for him to go. "No, no, ladies first."

Travis stuck his tongue out at me, but went inside anyway. I followed, and in no time, we were at Chiron's door.

Travis turned to me. "Ready to find out what Chiron's gonna punish us for today?"

I shrugged. "Be strong, m'lady."

"Shut up."

Sorry, that was a little short... I work on some more later.

BTW- my sister made this website and she needs to get people to look at it and vote for outfits and such for this Tech Club thing she's doing. So, please click on this link and check out her website! Thanks:

site/bitterblueorchid/

Abby- Don't you think that Isabel should TOTALLY be shipped with Marcus Sonlit? Hmmm, I think I shall call it... Marcabel! :P For any of you that have no idea what the heck i'm talking aboutgo to Abby's (awesomesaucum's) story, "Baby, it is you" It is also a Tratie!

My friend Allison (yes, the same one that i'm shipping with Connor) whose name is AmianNatan4ever, is doing a poll for any 39 Clues-ers out these. So...yeah. Thanks. I'm pretty sure that that's it! Oh- WAIT! I FORGOT TO DO THE DISCLAIMER! I'll go add it up at the top. See, Allison? I finally remembered.

And I sincerely hope that you all are shipping Travis and Katie.

BTW- Do you think that Isabel should turn good, or stay bad? Please answer me!

R&R! Thanks so much! Reviews always brighten my day! :)