Camp Half Blood: The Son of Eros

Shower

"Move out the way!"

I turn round to see a big ugly guy charging towards me at full plet, I quickly dive out the way. Unfortunately I fall right into a pile of mud, which stinks of shit. Oh wait, it is shit.  Five minutes at this camp and I've already made a fool of myself. I'm not even at my cabin yet! I dread to think what's going to happen next.

I reach my cabin, without anyone noticing the stench. I throw my bag on the top bunk, which turns out to be the only bunk bed in the whole dorm.  Eros doesn't have a lot of kids. He's too busy making others fall in love, plus he's extremely camp so it doesn't surprise me much.

I take out my towel and head to the shower. The bathroom's pink, with red roses and mirrors wall to wall.  The sink and taps are finished with elegant curves and sparkle like glitter which reflect off the pearl white floor tiles. I rub my eyes with disbelief.

Is this what people think of Eros Demigods? Do they think we're all highly gay men with pink tutus who like to prance around in cloud coco land at twilight?

Dear gods, if it is then they've got it wrong.

I hop into the rose-gold shower and slide the ivory curtain shut. Just then I hear a loud shriek:

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHH! My my, you're better than I thought! Hello honeybun, how ya doing?"

A small little guy appears behind me in the right corner of the cubical. I yelp in shock and yank the curtain off the rail, breaking it, and wrap it round myself.

"See what you've done! Oh that's fine though you're cute anyway... Did I give you a wee fright?" He chuckles to himself, his green eyes glinting in the bright light.  I gape at him in horror.

"Who, the frick, ARE YOU?!"

"Your fabby, sassy brother; Fredrick!" Fredrick exclaims.

I smack my palm in my face; I just wanted to shower in peace and not to have to hide my private bits from a creepy naked guy! THIS ISNT FAIR...

"Um, would  you mind putting some clothes on and leaving me to have a shower?" I point out of the cubical into the dorm. "-then you can talk to me. In there."

"Alright grumpy pants, Just for you. Ohhhh I love the moody ones..." He flicks my nose and sweeps away into the dorm not taking his eyes off me until he leaves the room and closes the bathroom door.

I drop the curtain with relief and switch on the shower and stand there for a while, letting the warm water patter on my head.

What in the hades am I going to do? I can't wield a bow and arrow to save my life; I have absolutely no friends; I fell in centaur poop and embarrassed myself; I'm stuck with a little perverted boy - I'm SCREWED.

I hear a joyful knock on the door:

"Hellloooo? You out yet honeybun? can I come in-"

"NO!" I hastily call back. "Just leave me for ten more minutes."

"Ok." Fredrick cheerfully replies," I'll be back to check on you in five!" He skips away.

With that, I snap off the shower and grunt into my towel in dismay.

Fredrick is the definition of  my frilliest, pinkest nightmare...ever

EMOTION (._.')