The Daughter of Aries: A Percy Jackson Fanfiction

Stress, Smirks, and Vultures

Chapter 7: Stress, Smirks, and Vultures

We were one of the last people eating but it didn’t really matter since everyone was still sitting at their tables. When I finally finished I looked up and saw that Logan was done and waiting for me. Annoyed I looked down again and started playing with the scraps of my potato salad. “Stop staring at me.”

“I’m not staring at you. How do you know I’m staring at you if you don’t look at me?”

“Because I feel you staring at me.” I sighed and tried to block him out. He gave a dark chuckle then responded.

“Oh, so you can feel me….Creeeeeepppy.”  Again I ignored him and played with my potato salad, trying to spell my name with what I had left and it is harder than it looks.  I had gotten the ‘M’ so I was on to the ‘I’ but I was running out of materials. I stole a runaway piece of broccoli that was on the table and used it for the dot at the top. I ran out of food so I ripped up an extra napkin to make the ‘A’. I adjusted the letters then looked at my masterpiece.

“Congratulations Mia, you can spell your name. Bravo. Was it difficult for you?” I turned stiffly to him and gave him my ‘if you don’t shut up, I will throw you out a window’ glare but he just smirked back. What’s with him smirking anyway? No matter what he’s feeling there’s always smirking. Happy-smirk, sad-smirk, hungry-smirk. I mean what is up with that? I’m going to take him to therapy; the kid obviously has major freaking issues.

“Shut up, I was just bored.” He put a hand to his heart and faked a pained expression.

“Bored? I’m hurt. How could you ever be bored with my company? I’m walking entertainment.” I rolled my eyes.

“Wow and I thought your ego was shrinking.” He reached over and grabbed my ‘A’. “Hey give it back!” I yelled trying to reach over and steal it back but he held it out of reach. Giving up I sat back down and crossed my arms over my chest. “I want it back.” I said coolly. I turned to him and guess what he was doing? Smirking. That jackass was smirking and I hate it.

“Say you’re sorry.” He said in a sing song voice.

“For what?” I asked trying my best to look innocent.

“Being mean.” He seemed amused and played along. Oh crap he’s up to something.

“Me mean? I think you’re confused, I’m never mean.” He smirked evilly and yanked me to his side. I tried to squirm away; being this close to him was killing me. He knew it and loved every second of my inner panic. I settled for turning my head away from him pretending to be interested in strawberry fields, but he didn’t like that. He cupped my chin so I had to look at him.

“Say sorry.” He purred. My mind went blank and all I could think about how close he was. Before I could open my mouth a horn sounded and instantly everyone around us started getting up and left the ‘lunch

room’.  He let go of me looking irritated. We got up and followed everyone else back into the heart of camp.

 I didn’t know where we were going and but didn’t put me at ease. There were a lot of people around me which in the long run meant more people to get through to get out of here. We were completely surrounded and my heart started beating faster. I could pretend to be ‘content and happy’ all I wanted but it didn’t mean it was the truth. I knew next to nothing about these people and I didn’t trust them. Not one freaking bit. I’m not even sure if I completely trusted Logan any more either.

Eventually the herd of campers came to a stop and started circling around something. Logan grabbed my hand and dragged me to a log. I was hesitant to sit so I looked at what everyone else was doing. All of them were taking their seats and chatting happily amongst each other. I shrugged and sat down next to Logan. I looked forward to see what we were gathered around. Was it a pagan worshiping idol? Maybe a sacrificial alter? Nope it was a camp fire, a normal freaking camp fire. God I’m losing it.