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Home sweet home, well not for me.

Jack's POV.

When I come back at camp I see Cray immediately come towards me. Great. 'Jack.' He says even though he knows I already saw him. It annoys me, it only draws more attention that I don't need. Some boys turn around to watch us and I glare at them so they turn around very quickly. 'Jack, I hear you found a horse.' Cray says to me, I know he wants an explanation. Great, those guys can never keep their mouths shut. It was probably Jerry and he probably didn't even realize it before he had already said it.

'We were on our way back from the village and we heard a horse, so we hid. The horse had no rider, so I stopped it. The guys were to scared so I brought it back to its owner and got this.' I explained quickly after which I opened my bag so he could see the bread and apples. Cray raised his eyebrows. 'Looks good kid.' Then his eye fell on the bracelet. 'What is that?' his eyebrows raised even further. I grinned at him as I took out the silver bracelet. It had small diamonds in it. 'A bracelet from, if I remember correctly, Lady Annabeth.' I tell him lightly like it's my every day job, which it is. 'I'm impressed kid, how did you get it?' I'm about to answer when a voice behind me does it for me. 'Slipped it right of her wrist when he kissed her hand. She was so busy blushing she never noticed.' Eddie grinned behind me.

Cray smirked at me. 'That's how I like it Pretty Boy, sneaky and bold.' My jaw tightens at the sound of that stupid nickname but he doesn't seem to notice. He slaps me on the shoulder as he walks away, with the bracelet may I add. 'Cray?' I yell after him, and he turns around. 'I am getting some of the up bring of that.' I tell him more than I ask. He smiles slyly at me. 'Of course Jack.' But I can see he hoped I would forget. Once a thief always a thief. 'Share the food with the other boys.' He also tells me before walking away.

Well that surely gets everyone's attention. Great, all of the sudden everyone is my best friend. But I yell at everyone to sit down. They're surprised but do it, well most of them. There are about twenty of us and we have one bread and seven apples. I pull the knife out of my belt and I see some take a little step back. They all know I'm good with that knife, but I roll my eyes and cut the apples in two. I hand them out. Leaving six boys with nothing, they're the guys I get along with best. They're also the older boys, like me. We also, usually, get the most respect. It gets more difficult looking innocent as you get older. I cut the bread in ten pieces. Give five of them to Jerry, Eddie, Jason, Chris and Milan and keep one for myself. Then I give the extra four to the four smallest boys. Peter, Caleb, Toby and Liam. The other boys scoff at me but I tell them to shut up and eat. Or that otherwise they can go to Cray. They quickly back out. I thought so.

Kim's POV.

When I get home there's a riot waiting for me. 'Kimberly Anne Crawford. Where have you been?' my father thunders. I look at the ground but then raise my head to look him in the eyes. 'Calypso was startled, she ran off. A boy brought her back, but it cost me some time. I'm sorry.' I tell him. Even though this was in no way my fault. But my dad doesn't like hearing that so I take, somewhat, of the responsibility. 'A boy?' he asks suspiciously. 'In the forest?' he narrows his eyes. 'Yes father.' I tell him. I can see the radars turn in his head. 'Where?' he then asks me. 'Just by the northern road.' I tell him, that's not completely true, we were closer to the eastern road, but he doesn't need to know that. I don't want Jack to get arrested because he helped me. Wait? Why am I thinking like that? Why would Jack get arrested? Maybe because somewhere deep inside I don't fully trust him. I know most of the boys in the village but I certainly don't know him. Didn't, I didn't know him.

My dad's stable manager checks Calypso for any injuries I could have missed. I am somewhat offended but hey, this may not be the right time to talk against my father. He tells me to go inside as he talks to his head of security. I do as he says but not before catching one word. "Cray." Everyone knows Cray and his… students. My father thinks Jack is one of Cray's thief's. O no, my dad likes to arrest Cray's boys, they have and old feud. He never tells me about it, but I'm not stupid.

I walk inside our… house and head straight to the kitchen. We have a lot of servants and after a while I got to know some of them. Like our cook. His name is Milton, he's my age, and his head waiter, Rudy, he's a few years older. They're good guys. A lot nicer than most the people here, they're stuck up even though they only work here. I walk into the kitchen and the scent of our dinner is very clearly there, even though it smells… burned. U oh. 'Milton? Rudy?' I ask. There's a thick smoke in the kitchen. My eyes widen as I hear coughing and arguing. The two boys come out of the smoke but they stop dead in their tracks as they see me. Milton stumbles forward, he's long and skinny which makes him not very physically impressive. 'Kimberly, princess Kimberly. O dear, I'm so sorry we, well Rudy here had a little accident with the food. Please go outside we'll have it under control soon. Don't worry milady.' He stutters stumbling over his words.

I look at them for a second and then burst out laughing. They looked at me surprised. Then I just walked away. The soldiers of my dad had the kitchen cleaned up very quickly. Milton and Rudy got a big speech of my father about burning down the castle if they didn't start growing a brain. They flinched under his words, and I felt sorry for them. My dad can be quite intimidating. The people love him though, he's strict but just full. He made the people feel save, he arrested a lot of the thief's that lived in town. He also arrested some of Cray's students, that the villagers liked. Cray's students are a well… how do I say this… a, well, pain in the royal backside. Yeah let's put it like that.

But honestly I don't want my dad to arrest Jack, even though that means I was right and there is something shady about him. He helped me, he could have taken the horse to some black market dealer, he would have paid a lot more for a horse like Calypso than a bread and some apples. He seemed happy with them though. Would they really have so little food at Cray's Thief Camp? I always thought they had it quite well.

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