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TW: N/A

I won’t apologize for how attractive I find the brunette at the Nike Table is. I think it’s the Nike table at least. Like...he’s at least three times hotter than Theo (and that’s saying a lot.) He’s got light brown swoopy hair and chocolate brown eyes. He’s wearing an oversized Nirvana T-Shirt and black jeans, he’s probably got Convers on and his skateboard is propped against the table. He keeps laughing, I think he’s telling a story, I can’t hear just because THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE IN HERE! 

We locked eyes. Oh god we locked eyes. I feel a blush crawling up my neck and washing over my face. I looked down and Theo nudged me. “You alright?” He asked.

I nodded, mouthed a ‘yeah’ and started pushing my spaghetti around. 

When I looked up again Renia had a silver owl over her head. My mouth fell open as all the kids in the camp quieted down to whispers. “She’s a child of Athena…” a few of the counselors said.
Some short guy in a hiwian T-Shirt, carrying a diet pepsi walked up to Reina. I gripped my fork tight, ready to attack him if necessary. He slapped her back and asked, “What’s your name kid?” 

“Re-Reina Montgomery…”

“Well then, Rita Mahogany, congratulations you’ve been claimed by the bitch herself. Athena.” 

“Mr. D!” Will said, “Not around the kids!”

“Bah-” Mr. D waved him off, “Y’all are like what? Sixteen? Seventeen? You’re fine.” his eyes landed on Theo, “You there,” he sloshed his soda towards him, “What’s your name?”

Theo started shaking, I set a hand on his elbow, “Theodore Hamilton, sir.” he said, his voice staying firm. 

“Alright, Theo. I can call you that right?” Theo nodded, “You’re coming to my office. Now.” he snapped his fingers and started walking away. Theo looked at me. I squeezed his elbow and pushed him off. He nodded and got up. His eyes landed on some guy, either Will or the hot kid in front of him. 

He shook his head and followed Mr. D. Whoever he was. 

It was a little while before I got up, I was done. Dinner wasn’t but I won’t be contained by a stupid scedual.
I walk, and I walk, and I walk, until I hit the beach. The wind flows through my hair, the waves rush up close to my feet. I took off my shoes and cuffed my jeans. I stepped into the water. I don’t want to sound like the angsty pick me teen but this is the most I’ve felt in far too long. The water covering my feet, the wet sand in between my toes, it’s wonderful. I could stand here all night and as the sun goes down I might. 

The sky turns into some bi pride esc colors, the blue fading to purple to pink I mean. It’s gorgeous. I hadn’t been out of that basement in what felt like weeks. That was the longest I’ve gone without talking.