When I woke up, I was in the infirmary. Through the window I could see it was night. I hadn't eaten hardly at all today.
I heard the bell ring in the distance. Time for bed. I could stay her an sleep, or walk back to my cabin.
"You awake?" A voice said. A familiar voice.
"Aaron?" I muttered.
He walked out from behind the curtain.
"Hello," he said, "Here, Drink this," he handed me a glass of some kind of liquid.
"Thanks," I took it and drank some. It tasted like my favorite drink: a chocolate milkshake.
"Yum," I mumbled between sips.
"It's the drink of the gods," he told me,"Tastes like your favorite drink and heals you."
"Awesome,"
"Here," he reached out my hand and pulled me up out of bed. "You had a pretty bad fall, I can help you walk to your cabin."
"Thank you," I said.
As we were walking, I noticed I had broken my ankle. Of course I would have broken something, I fell from ten feet in the air.
I stumbled a few times, and Aaron would help me up. His eyes twinkled in the moonlight like stars.
"Do you like me?" He asked.
"Yes," the word came out of my mouth by itself.
"Want to hang out sometime, then?" He asked.
"Sure."
So know I'm dating Aaron.
He helped me up into my top bunk and said, "G'night Avalon," he said and left to his own cabin.
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Child of the Mist
FanfictionAvalon Rose, a regular school girl, finds herself running from the police into a dark alley way. She hears a whisper, telling her something. But then she has to run again. Eventually she makes it to Camp Half-Blood, falls in love, and gets claimed b...
