Chapter 12

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•~Part One~•

I would be lying if I said this party sucked.

Walking through the trees and out to an open shore to the ocean looked sorrel to me.

They were bodies everywhere!

Who would have thought the gods had this many kids.

My first instinct was too look at the ocean and of course I see Poseidon's children surfing the waves on boards instead of there feet this time, with a few other campers in the water.

Looking over to the shore was a complete different story.

There were party lights hovering in the sky--the hecate cabins doing- flashing like crazy, a semi humungous stage with a DJ which I assume is a Apollo camper. Below that stood the people. Girls wore bikinis; some in shorts some in the full out thing with the occasional shirt here and there. The guys wore trunks and about 2/5 of them were wearing tanks or a shirt. But overall, all I could see was people, boy and girl alike, grinding on each other and dancing to the music and punching beach balls into the air.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around to find Brian looking at me.

"So what do you think," he asked me.

"Honestly this looks amazing," I replied while smiling like a complete idiot.

"Good to know. Now let's go down there before we lose Ryan in the sea of people," he told me.

We walked down the path and few people greeted us as we walked through.

"So what about the other campers that aren't here. Why didn't they come," I asked Brian.

"Well, some just don't like the party life or you are completely indulged in whatever your dreaming about, like the Hypnos cabin for example."

I rolled my eyes. "How did you know if I was the partying type then," I asked in return.

"We didnt," Ryan said completely coming out of nowhere.

"What the f- Ryan! Dude don't scare me like that," I yelled over the music.

Ryan just stood there with a smug look on his face. "Like I said, we didn't. We just thought it would be cool to bring you to your first party."

"And who said this was my first party," I asked.

They both gave looks like "Are you serious" at me.

I grunted. "Okay fine, this is my first party ever."

Ryan smiled, " Ok then let's go party!!," he yelled.

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The rest of the night we danced the night away.

Brian ended up beating us all in the surfing competition. Well between us anyway. Some kid named Chase beat everyone. But Ryan came in a close second, while I --for my first time doing this--did a decent job.

We were now just getting out of the water and shaking our hair and then setting our boards against a tree.

"I SO demand a rematch," Ryan told Brian as we were heading back to the crowd.

"Oh please I would still beat your sorry ass if we went again," Brian told him half-heartedly.

"Whatever but I will get my rematch."

I snickered. " In your dreams Sherlock."

"Haha, very funny," Ryan said while crossing his arms, "one day I will beat him and watch the pathetic look on your faces return from the pits of hell."

Me and Brian just looked at him crazy.

"Ok...."

"Bro you need help."

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