Adriana Sendria is broken, by her mother, who is Gaia, and her father, who is dead, she has no one to care about her, she is all alone, just because Gaia is her mother.
Luke Castellan is also alone and broken, he is in pain, in a lot of pain, but no...
I woke up and sat up straight and ran a hand, through my still tousled and tangled, red hair and I sighed deeply and, reluctantly, knocked the covers off me. I didn't feel like today, for two reasons. Reason one, Me and Luke had almost kissed each other yesterday. Reason two, when I went to the Hermes Cabin yesterday, to talk to him about it, I heard him tell Chris that he doesn't see me as anything but just a friend.
So I guess you can understand why I don't feel like it for the day.
I swung my legs out of bed and my bare feet touched the ground and it was a little cold, but I didn't care much. I put on my green socks and then put on my pink all starts and tied my laces and then my eye fell on Luke's black sweater, which I had dropped on the floor yesterday. I sigh and pick up the sweater. I'm going to give it back to him, I don't want it anymore.
I get up from my bed and walk over to the doors of my Cabin and just stand in front of them and just look at them, because I know, that if I open these doors, that the day is going to start and I'm going to see, get hateful looks from people again, that I have to face my sister and try to talk to her and not lose my temper with her, when really I would just, very much, like, slap her in the face, but the thing I'm least looking forward to is Luke, I didn't feel like seeing him today anyway, after what might have happened yesterday, but now that I've heard him say that to Chris, I feel even less like seeing him, which is stupid, because I could always talk to Luke about what was bothering me, but I couldn't talk to him about this, because he was the one, who was bothering me and making me angry and sad and breaking my heart, because of such a simple sentence.
But I have to put myself above that, I shouldn't care about people's stares, my sister's bullshit and with Luke's hassles, I'm my own person, I can do this and if it doesn't work out, I'll come back here, lock the door, lie in my bed, stare at the ceiling and cry.
I sigh, paste a fake smile on my face, blink away the tears and pull open the doors and walk out.
I walk to the breakfast area and see my friends and give them a smile, even if it's a fake smile and then my eye catches Luke, who is laughing with Chris about something, I almost wanted to smile, but I fought that urge and walked, looking serious, to the Hermes Cabin table.
"Good morning," I said. That was it, nothing else. Chris and Luke's conversation fell silent and the two boys looked at me, fortunately only the two of them had heard my good morning and not the rest of the table. "Hey." said Chris and he sipped from his orange juice . "Here's your sweater, I still had to give it back to you," I said and turned my body toward Luke and handed him the sweater. "You can keep it," he said. "No, I don't want it anymore," I said and I had to do my best not to cry. "Are you sure?" he asked. I nodded, because I didn't trust my own voice right now. "Okay then, do you want to join us?" "No, I'm going to my friends," I said. "I'm a friend too, right?" asked Luke. I was silent and just looked at him. "Adriana, is something wrong?" asked Luke and he reached his hand toward mine and I pulled my hand away before he could touch my hand and he dropped his hand on his lap. "No, everything is fine, that was all I wanted to say," I said and I turned and walked over to the table, where you could get your breakfast and loaded my plate full of goodies and took cherry juice and then walked over to the sacrificial fire and threw some bacon in it and then walked over to my own table, sat down, let out a deep sigh and started eating.
