Hunting the huntress Rewritten

Chapter 7I have the party from HadesOracle

I sat up and looked around. I saw Connor bolt upright in his Bunk. He looked at me and mouthed, Did you see that? I nodded numbly. I slid out of bed and looked over quickly as something fell off the bed. It was a pile of clothes I picked them up and shivered. I went into the washroom and changed, I stared at the brush on the table and slowly picked it up turning it over. I pulled it through my hair quickly and set it down again. I didn't look in the mirror but I knew just how I looked I was wearing an Orange T-shirt, a pair of jean shorts, and a pair of my converse sneakers. I stepped out and saw that a few kids were coming back in. They were talking in a nervous excitement. Connor was already interrogating them. He swore and turned to me.

"It's Mr. D's Birthday. He says we are having an all day party near the woods, but it's themed. 50's style." I stared at him, then some of the girls came over to me and handed me a blue dress with short sleeves, a collar, and a loose skirt. Then they shoved me into the washroom. I got changed and stepped out again, The girls squealed and pulled me out. I looked behind me and saw Connor getting pulled away by the boys.

The girls pulled me towards the Aphrodite cabin. I watched as Branwynn sat outside the Hecate cabin and the other Hecate campers chanted something in ancient Greek. As I watched her hair was pulled up and curled. Her lips darkened to a rich red, and her shorts and T-shirt swirled and changed into a black and white poke-a-dotted dress. It suited her. I smiled as I passed still being dragged by the Hermes campers, I turned and saw where they were taking me. I squeaked in shock. I was heading to the Aphrodite cabin. The Hermes girls shoved me in and something about me being their problem now. I coughed at the sickly sweet smell of perfume, My eyes were assaulted by a wave of pinks and reds. The girls in there squealed and rushed me. I was dragged to a chair in front of a mirror and pushed into it. I was then bombarded by a wave of makeup, curling irons, and hairbrushes. After fifteen minutes of excruciating beatifying the girls stepped back. I looked in the mirror and raised my eyebrows. I actually looked okay, my lips were a blood red, my hair was curled and my eyes expertly colored to the fullest extent. Hunter was sitting on her bunk behind me wearing a spring green dress with white and pink roller skates. I smiled and she smiled back shyly. She was wearing little makeup, her hair was curled at the bottom so it framed her face. Her lips were pale red and her eyes slightly accented making her look slightly Egyptian. Hunter jumped out of the bunk and stumbled slightly laughing. She looked at me and smiled.

"Girl, those boys are going to love you!" she said making me blush. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the door. I followed laughing.