Chapter 15
POV Jezebelle (Daughter of Hera, Head Girl of Camp Half-Blood)
"We're going back to camp today, the activation sequence worked," Willow says, through an Iris message and I smile graciously, thank goodness it worked.
"We'll meet you there," I reply and Willow nods enthusiastically. I know that Juliette is a traitor. I feel it in my heart, but Flin refuses to believe me. The Iris message fizzles out and I look back at my trio that will be accompanying me back to New York. The city of light.
"Ok. The rest of them have completed the sequence and we will be meeting them all back in New York. I have a feeling our quest isn't done quite yet." I announce and Amber walks over to me. Our plane leaves in a hour. Juliette and Flin follow us as we walk towards the Rome airport. We sit and wait for an hour and we speedily make tracks to New York City.
POV Janice (Daughter of Venus, Co-Praetor of Camp Jupiter)
We arrive in New York late that night, coming from St. Petersburg took longer than the rest of them. "We'll be arriving soon," I announce to the rest of my group. Asher nods and Joey looks at me a little weirdly, full of excitement.
"What's got you so joyous?" I ask him, poking his shoulder.
"If you tell a soul, Janice, I don't care if you are co-Praetor of fancy town, but I will murder you," Joey says, and I am surprised by his sudden annoyance and anger. "I am in love with Willow. It's not a thing yet." My jaw drops, immediately flooring from the reserved Praetor to the bubbly, laughing girl from the Venus cabin.
"Don't tell a soul," He warns and I laugh a little bit, scared to the bones. I'm a child of Venus! Venus! I can't really do that much, I have to tell.
"Janice," He warns and I immediately snap my jaw shut. He laughs a little bit and we land softly on the ground. I wrap my sweater against me as we walk away from the airport about twenty minutes later.
We get to the camp and all of the campers were crowded around the entrance, waiting for our return. Even campers from the earlier groups were standing there, and I see a couple greek and roman demi-gods run toward me. "Janice! Thank goodness you're back!" I don't recognize them, except one which was Blake, a child of Phanes, a child of Greece.
"Thank you," I say, touched by the gesture. Greeks normally don't encourage romans to feel good, but it was an exception.
"It was no problem," He says, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight. I grin as we step away from the group that was welcoming us.
A/N: I know that was really, really short, but I kind of want to do something soon, and it was a filler. I would like to know if I should do a writing contest about one of the characters in Falling Stars, then you send them to me and I pick the top one and post it? I would like some feedback on that, if at all possible. And, I would like you to know that some people have been PMing me romances they would like, or prefer and I am letting you all know it would be okay if you would want to send me one! I am opent o all suggestions! Or crushes. They don't have to be romances, if you don't like! :D