Sunlight pooled by the door of one of the many spacious rooms of Cabin 12. Its clean white walls sloped inward, littered with music posters and Polaroids, recounting the memories the room held. A large, king sized bed stood proud in the corner, floral sheets swamping the slim figure curled within.
The dark haired girl yawned, her eyes slowly blinking open as she heard a sharp rap on her door
"Arabella? You're going to miss breakfast, get up!!" Someone yelled, as Arabella sighed.
"Coming Charlie," she said, her eyes rolling in annoyance.
20 minutes later she pushed open the door, her golden bangles jingling as she strolled through camp. She took her place at the table, sitting in between Cassandra Beaumont, daughter of Hermes, and Charlie Knox, son of Nike.
She smiled at everyone as she sat, her low waisted denim shorts crinkling at the hips. She reached over toward a tray of coffee, lifting it toward her as the large group continued with their lazy conversation.
"Morning Bells," Cassandra said, smiling over at her.
"Morning Cass," Arabella replied warmly. Cassandra was one of the few people she truly loved at the camp - sure, she liked all her friends, but few of them she truly loved. Cassandra was simply too perfect not to. She was the sweetest soul, who managed to be hilarious without being even slightly mean, a quality Arabella truly envied.
Charlie groaned, elbowing her playfully. "You wouldn't be so nice to her if you had to go all the way to her cabin to wake her up." He complained, his voice dripping with mock annoyance.
Arabella rolled her eyes with a smile. "You know dam well if it was Cass you had to wake, up you wouldn't be complaining in the slightest, Char."
Cassandra's face flushed as she rolled her eyes, while Charlie smiled.
"Couldn't disagree with that," he agreed, looking over at his girlfriend who had her head in her hands.
"Charlie, stop flirting with Cass and start eating, because I am not waiting for you before archery," a voice echoed from the other end of the table. Leila Willows, the half-blood daughter of Demeter and Hades, was staring at him expectantly.
"Fine," Charlie groaned, leaning over Arabella and failing to reach the eggs. "Jason, could you pass the eggs?"
The tall blonde nodded, picking up the heavy tray effortlessly, and passing it over to Charlie, as Arabella and the rest of the group continued to eat.
A tall, half horse creature approached the group. She shared a confused glance with Charlie as he walked- or trotted- up to them..
"Chiron. What can we do for you?" asked Leila, puzzled.
Chiron sighed. "Hello Leila. I was just wondering if i could borrow Arabella?" he said, turning to her as she stared at him in confusion.
"Uhh... sure?" She answered, slowly standing up to follow him.
