As soon as they get out of the Big house, Bridgette, and Aaralynn are waiting for them, "Hallo Michael, we thought Chiron trampled you", Aaralynn shouts at him.
Michael smiles he couldn't help but notice that perfect smile on her face. She was pretty, and smart. He eventually snapped out of his thoughts before he'd start drooling.
"No, we're fine", Michael chuckles back, and slowly walks towards the woods.
They all start to walk into the woods, "Hey you, "new girl" you're leaving so soon. You wanna go to campfire, Amber and Yerik, are holding our seats", Bridgette asks wistfully.
Sage turns to see the demigods staring at her with giant smiles; they were so innocent and kind, like she use to be, and now she may be responsible for the future war that will destroy them all. Did she really want to destroy her father…course she had to, he killed her mother, and the only way of payback was with his life.
"Sure, is it like singing, clubbing, and marsh mellows", Sage asks curiously.
"Nope, it's so much better", Bridgette replies as if she was on ecstasy. Sage thinks if these kids like the campfire than she'll like the campfire. Suddenly a thought comes to Michael's mind.
"Bridgette, what's up with the euphoric attitude, most people here hate the campfire nowadays", he asks wistfully.
"Well, we all got to be hopeful and thankful for what we have", Bridgette replies. "My mom met my dad, while she was working at the Egyptian National museum, and she said it was love at first site with him. I came out a year later, but after I turned 3, he disappeared. My mom was heartbroken, she thought he had been killed, but she then moved on, and married. My whole family saved up money, and sent me on a plane to New York. I've always felt abandoned, but to continue on with life, knowing that they are people out there who love you. That's why I'm euphoric. There is so much life to live and I don't need my dad for that", she explains.
Michael feels himself scowl and look at his feet in small dose of humiliation. It didn't make sense to him. How could someone be that thankful?
Karl looks down at his feet, as Amber shakes her head at Bridgette, "That's good and great Bridge", she says quickly. "Let's end the Hallmark movie and go to the campfire"
"I don't think what you said was a…Hallmark movie", Sage insists, earning a few stares.
Aaralynn chuckles a little, "Not everything ends happily. I'm an orphan, I don't know who my real parents are, but I was adopted by this couple, Lucas, and Marie. They hated me. I only had one person I cared about, Peter. When I turned fourteen, my friend, Peter, decided to take me out clubbing in Berlin. We had lots of fun, until we walked into some club, but this wasn't just any other club. The dancers were very strange cannibal strippers, they lured men into their crib, fed them there last meal, and devoured them. I was able get Peter out of there, but we were chased by those ladies for weeks. Peter and I were found by a satyr, he told us we were demigods. When we arrived in America, the satyr told me that Peter had to go, and he wasn't coming back. I never cried so hard in my life, but he assured me that he was going to be okay. I got back in touch with my parents two years ago, and they want to try to work on our relationship, but what good will that do", she shouts as she became misty eyed.
Bridgette really didn't know what to tell her, so she hugged her, "Come on guys, it's going to get better. You'll see", she states hopefully.
Karl starts to cry, "I MISS MONARCHY", he shouts as falls to the ground, and beats the ground with his fists.
Aaralynn laughs at him, "Why are you crying, Karl", she asks as she brushes his hair.
Sage looks over to Bridgette and Michael, "Um, do I even want to know his story", she whispers.
Michael stares at me mouths the words no, but unfortunately Karl was ready to begin his story, "The story of my life is confidential, but alas where do I begin. I was born Poland, It started when her water burst and there water all over the floor" he says with a smile.
"Oh gods, Karl, just stop, please", Sayers shouts.
They all stare at him with their mouths open, and eyes wide. Karl walks over to a dim light hidden in the trees. Sage hopes it was the campfire, and her bag becomes extremely heavy. Karl took another breathe and opened his skittles again.
"My adopted parents couldn't figure out a name for me, but mom wanted to name me after my father, but alas his name was way too long. So she named me Karl. As soon as she arrived at Heathrow with me; she immediately got back on the plane. She saw a hairy man with five eyes, waiting for her at the entrance. The plane stopped in Poland—"KARL, PLEASE, we're fine, we love your stories, you can tell us another time", Sayers screams as Bridgette's brown face almost turns white with fear.
Karl grins at Sage, "Aw, you ever heard of "Kiki I love you", it's this sweet story about a girl and a guy. Well, that's you and me", he says.
Now it's Sage's turn to look down at her feet, "Ohhhhhh, that's great Karl", she whispers.
"No, I'm serious we should go to Vegas and marry. No, wait screw Vegas let's go to Amsterdam, it's where the prostitutes and druggies live at peace", he shouts.
Sage begins to laugh nervously and tries to scoot away from Karl; there was something wrong with this boy.
"AHAHA, my, my, my, young love. You really need to take care of that nappy hair, Mrs. Caesar, it's so not proper for your Hispanic heritage. You look like you are from some place in—"What, What, you were going to pull Africa out your ass. Oh, please say it. I want to hear you say it, and watch me shove this shoe where the sun don't shine you fake bit—
"WOAH, DUDE, CHILDREN HERE NOT COOL", a camper shouts out.
Sage stares at the girl with long flowing brown hair, and blue eyes. She wore clothing that looked too revealing, and she had a belly button pierced. She took a deep breath, "Don't make pop the trunk or else I'd be waiting for you at eight o' clock"
All the campers laughed and started to point at the girl who got "pawned". Sage sat back down at her seat as soon as the other girl did.
"Who's this kid", Sage whispers to Amber.
"Oh, her that's Quanda and her gang of misfortune. No one can control them and they are evil in Capture the flag", Amber replies. "You are different. First you are an innocent kid and now you are all bad ass".
"I don't know what happened..." Sage trails off to see Mr. D standing in the middle of the circle.
"Alright, kids that's enough let's do this stupid campfire thing", Mr. D says.
Michael sits next to Sayers, and pities Sage as Karl had an arm around her neck. They all were listening as Apollo's kids sang these crazy songs, but Sayers' personal favorite was "Oh Belo Whatever happened",
He wants to be forgotten on his Pegasus flying so high, don't make it harder, he wants and needs to be free, Belo whatever happened. Oh whoa, the Pegasus wants to be admired. Baby, please, go higher, but no he won't yet Oh whoa…
When they got back to their cabins Iren, Amber, Bridgette, Karl, Aaralynn, Sage, Sayers, Yerik, and Michael had a miniature sleepover in the Plastic Beach cabin, and talked about their favorite movies and played games. The group walks the others back and said their goodnights. Bridgette, Aaralynn and Sage were up till one in the morning, but the trio had to go to sleep before the crazy winged ladies showed up. Sage slept on her bed in her part of the room. Sage had a good day; she completed her mission, made new friends and got much needed sleep that she hasn't received in weeks.