Helios

A mix of emotions suddenly hit me at once, varying between the small amount of frustration and enough bashfulness to make me stop breathing correctly.

Yet, despite the tornado of emotions, I can feel swarming inside of my chest a hot red blush starts crawling up my neck on instinct. It takes a conscious effort, on my part, not to fall into Helios's hypnotizing bright blue eyes.

I mentally start berating myself, reminding myself for the millionth times that a friend should not feel this way about another childhood friend. He has a girlfriend...and he loves her.

"My father is Dionysus." I said blankly, tossing one of the many grape vines on the table over my shoulder. Accidentally hitting a sleeping boy at the table behind us, thought he didn't seem fazed or even wake him out of his deep sleep.

Mentally I tried to remember all the things I'd learned about Dionysus in history class. Though I hadn't really been able to pay much attention during History, because I was deskmates with Helios and I had taken much more interest in wondering how soft his hair was. "He's the God of Wine, Grape Harvest, Theatre, Madness, and Parties. I think we learn about him in History class."

"You forgot ecstasy." Pollux pipped in between bites of scrambled eggs, giving Helios a wary look before looking back at me with a look of concern. "How do you know one of Apollo's kids."

"I'm her friend." I mentally added best to his statement, saddened he didn't say it himself. "I was wondering what happened to you last night after the party-"

"But not enough to actually look for her." Pollux cut him off, now glaring his own purple colored eyes at him. "If you had, you might have known she was in trouble and ended up getting in a car accident with Perry Johansson's Mother trying to avoid glowing arrows."

I couldn't help but smirk when I heard a distinct yell of, 'I've saved the world twice, and gone to camp with him for at least four years. He should know my name by NOW."

Helios looked at me worried, letting his hazel eyes roam over my body, looking for any obvious injuries. The pink blush on my necks turned a violent red on my cheacks as I cross my arms over my chest. "You should have told me something was wrong Dew, Jewel and I would have protected you. I've been a camper for like six years now."

"Jewel, she knows about the Gods?" I ask, stopping my nose from scrunching up at just saying her name. "Why did you never tell me you were a Demi-God? We've been friends for over ten years."

Helios freezes for a minute, changing between fish out of water and flustered. I bit my lip hard enough to taste bitter iron blood hit my mouth after a minute.

"There are somethings you can only tell people you trust."

"Jewel." I drown, ignoring the pain I feel stabbing at my heart when I realize Helios never trusted me as much as I trusted him. "You're the daughter of…"

"Iris. It's funny, I'm not at all surprised that the school's resident drunk party girl is the daughter of 'The Wine Dude'."

"That's not my name!"

"I'm not the 'drunk party girl'. I'm the daughter of Dionysus." I mutter sourly, looking down at my hands. I notice that the black nail polish I'd painted on was wearing off and chipping. "Besides, I only ever go to the parties that I throw."

"Oh." Jewel's bats her dark eyelashes at me mockingly. "I didn't mean it as a bad thing. I know, today why don't you come to my room and I'll give you a makeover. It'll be fun, I've been wanting to fix you up a bit. A little bit of makeup will make you look pretty for once."

I flinch slightly and tug on the end of 'my' shirt. Did I really look that bad, maybe that's why no one ever wants to be my friend.

Suddenly Jewel grabbed my arm, causing a sudden shot of pain to run down my spin. Yelping in both surprise and pain, I yank my arm out of her grasp and fall off my seat pulling Pollux down with me.

"Jewel!"

Looking up I notice Jewel hunched over violently puking up what looked a lot like cereal.

I watched in shock as people either tried to help Jewel or backed away out of disgust. I sourly noted that no one was even trying to help me or Pollux. Then suddenly Dionysus grab the back of 'my' shirt and practically drags me to my feet. Yanking me out of the pavilion, leaving a very confused looking Pollux.