The arrow landed right besides the girl's head, and the couple jumped away from each other to see who had fired the arrow. Eirene could now clearly see the figures were Damien and a strange blonde female. The female yelped when she saw Heather and moved to hide behind Damien.

"I see you're done tending to Matthew, April!" Heather shot again. This time, the arrow snagged on Damien's shirt and pinned him against the tree. "And you've moved on to tend Damien's broken lips."

April stood her ground, cupping her hands around her lips to yell. "You don't own him!"

Heather shot again, catching April's shorts. The girl yelped once again, and seemed to have started crying. "I'm sorry! Please don't hurt me!"

"Is that you, minha pequena vixen?" Damien teased, his Brazilian accent shining through. "Ah, how you have grown so jealous in my absence. Don't worry, April was only a distraction."

"You were using me?" The blonde sniffed.

Heather finally lowered her bow and arrow, laughing pitifully. "Of course he was using you, that's all he ever does." Eirene noticed that she sounded slightly hurt, even though she was trying to mask. She had never had a relationship or had to deal with affection for another, but she could tell no matter how much Heather tried to deny it, she had feelings for Damien.

"Sam, Eirene." She snapped. Both girls stood on attention and answered at the same time.

"Yes?"

"Yeah?"

She started walking off in the same direction she had started: towards the pavilion. "Let's go."

Damien called after her, but Heather ignored him and kept walking on. He struggled against the arrow and pulled it free, chasing after Heather with fervent passion. The child of Athena barely registered him but did attempt to throw a punch at him when he touched her.

He held her by her wrist. "Sinto muito; por favor, just listen to me, Knightly."

"Are you kidding me?" she practically screamed, causing him to let go of her. "I am done listening to you, Grey. I am a child of Athena, and I'll be damned if a boy makes me forget that." She paused, breathing heavily. She added as an afterthought, "Maybe I will become a hunter after all." Her voice was a fierce whisper, threatening in its words. Eirene felt chills when she looked at her expression and guilt when she looked at Damien. He didn't seem like the type capable of regret or hurt, but his face showed otherwise.

"Come on Eirene, when they get like this it's better to leave them alone to go at it." Sam took her Eirene's arm and led her away from the two bickering lovers, towards the already lively pavilion brewing ahead.

Eirene was struck by the smell of burning food, but wasn't appalling. It smelled divine, and she saw that it was coming from the growing fire in the middle of the lunch hall. She saw rows after rows of rectangular white tables filled with campers laughing and talking amongst themselves. She saw another table filled with all different kinds of foods that felt like an assault on her nose. It all smelled delicious, and Eirene wanted to rush to the front of the line and experience it all without suspension. She saw Clarisse with the children of Ares, making the most of an uproar and spilling gallons of root beer on each other. The Stoll brothers seated with the children of Hermes, eating each other's food when they weren't looking and starting petty food fights. Percy seated with Annabeth, his hand laced through hers, his drink constantly changing to different shades of blue. Eirene also saw other tables for other gods and tried to identify them all. There was a table filled yellow-haired individuals who seemed to shine like the sun and would spout random clips of poetry, which she suspected was Apollo.

Another who looked tough, but not as tough as Ares. They were all tan-skinned individuals; some holding metal made swords and others forging weapons right at the table. Hephaestus, she thought. There was a table that seemed to glow silver in the night, a table filled completely with females who were not speaking to anyone but themselves, which Eirene guessed were the Hunters of Artemis. She saw another table with very skinny and delicate looking people, some with flowers woven through their hair who were only eating fruits and vegetables, an obvious pick for children of Demeter. Another table had kids who were either sharpening their knives or reading a book, which Eirene assumed was Annabeth and Heather's table of Athena. And she saw Dionysus seated at a table with people who acted quite strange, red eyes and droopy stands, whose cups were filled with grape soda and bodies kept falling asleep. She saw females and a few males who weren't even eating, but staring at a reflection of themselves or reading a magazine; Except for one male, who was playing the guitar.

Eirene couldn't help but smile and think: This is my home.

"You know, Chiron used to have a rule where you could only sit with your cabin members, but he's made an exception for those who only have one or two people at their table, like Hades or Poseidon." Sam pointed out. Eirene caught sight of those tables, and saw one boy wearing very dark clothing and had a sort of shadow looming over him. Nico, the memory of Percy told her. Nico di Angelo. She felt sorry for him, and instantly wanted to sit at his table.

Sam directed her towards the table with food, and Eirene immediately stacked her plate with one of everything. She got a few weird looks from those next to her but she didn't care. She had never had a proper meal, so tonight she'd pig out. She started walking towards the Hermes table but Sam stopped her with a jerk of her shirt.

"You're supposed to give half for a sacrifice to the gods," She gestured to the fire. "They like the smell."

Upset she had to give up half of her plate she did so willingly, wanting to let the gods know she was eternally grateful for their help guarding her all these years.

"Hey hey, Eirene, come sit with us!" Sam eagerly pulled her towards the Apollo table and squeezed her in with all the other campers. Eirene smiled at them, staring at their heads of yellow hair. Sam seemed to be the only one with dark hair, and Eirene put it down to her Asian heritage.

"H-hello," She greeted the other campers, who responded positively. One even turned to her direction and started spewing poetry.

"Hey there, you with the yellow hair

And skin not so fair,

Your eyes are as green as grass,

Which I use to wipe my—"

"Roman!" Sam scolded. She looked at Eirene remorsefully, who was smiling a bit. It was bad poetry, Eirene admitted, but it did make you laugh.

"Sorry, Roman is known to specialize in dirty poetry. It's funny sometimes, but not all the time." She said the last part with a glare in his direction, in which she grinned to.

"No, really, it's okay. I've always been interested in poetry." She lied, trying to simply make polite conversation.

Another girl with a braid laughed. "Not his poetry, trust me." Her eyes were the colour of honey. "My names Amber, nice to meet you."

There was a sudden clatter of a plate that sounded like it breaking, and Eirene heard the shriek of a girl yelling 'get it off, get it off!' approaching and coming closer and closer. She turned around just as the girl knocked into her, shoving Eirene off the table and onto the floor.

The girl had bright red hair which was lit even brighter with the crown of fire on her head. She was scooting away from the Hephaestus table and a boy who was yelling 'sorry' and trying to put out the fire.

"Keep away! You'll only make it worse, Leo!"

A sudden wave of water fell on the girl and the fire was put out, leaving both her and Eirene soaked. Percy emerged in her vision with a shocked expression.

"Is everyone okay?" Percy asked, bending down to Eirene's level. "Oh gods, Eirene; I'm sorry." He held out a hand for her to take, which she rejected by standing up on her own.

"It's," She drained the water from her hair. "Fine, thanks."

"I didn't see you there; I just saw Ashley with her hair on fire. Which brings me to ask, what happened?" He turned to the Hephaestus table, staring specifically at Leo.

"Hey, don't look at me! Okay, yeah, you should. I'm sorry, she asked me to reheat her drink and I guess her hair was in close proximity…?" His stature and demeanor was that of someone who was sorry, but also thought it was a bit funny. Eirene had only seen Leo through Percy's memories, and she had a predisposed likeness towards him. He was a nice kid who had a surprisingly good sense of humor.

Percy sighed, turning his attention back to Ashley. "You're sure you're alright?"

She nodded, flipping her hair indignantly. She turned towards the crowd of onlookers. "Carry on, nothing to see here!" She turned back to Percy, giving him the once-over. "Hey can't you like, absorb the water out of me? You can control water, right?"

He looked a bit annoyed. "Yeah sure, I can boil water to the point of evaporation. But I don't think you'll like me to try it on you."

Eirene found herself giggling a bit at the girl's expression of horror, and Percy smiled at her.

"Just be a little more careful next time." He turned around and returned to his table with Annabeth, and resumed talking like nothing had ever happened.

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