Ebony could fight, I did have to give her that. I felt really bad though, causing her to bleed but that apperently was worse for me than it was for her. I had shown weakness and her quick brain caught it before I even did. I was quite impressed. I should have beaten her though. Dad is probably dissapointed in me. My father was Poseidon, and I was brother to Perseus Jackson. It was VERY rare for a god to have demigods with the same mortal. Even just twice was rarer than rare. I guess I was just that special. I am only about two years younger than Percy but he still likes to rub it in my face that he has a girlfriend and I don't. Quite frankly I don't care. All he does is sit there and get all "Lovey Dovey" with Annabeth. Maybe this will change with Ebony coming here. I felt a wave of relief (So to speak) when she told me no hard feelings. I bet she was filled with pride to have beaten me but I hope that hasn't left her too stuck up. Oh well, I decided to give her the rest of the tour of Camp Half-blood. I had just been able to shoo off Felix but he was soon replaced with one of my better friend here: Jarrod. The idiot always wanted the new girl who came, no matter who she is. He even dated Clarisse. A daughter of Ares. His mother, Aphrodite would have loved to see her son with the daughter of her old flame. He has no standards when it comes to girls but when he wants to he sure can turn on the charm. "Hey sweetheart!" He winked at Ebony but soon found out what it was like to have a blade to his throat by a girl. "Call me 'sweetheart' again and you will learn how sharp this dagger can be." She threatened him between gritted teeth. Gods that was amazing. After he apologized she dropped him and walked off looking behind her. "Are you coming, Xander?" She asked, her hair swaying behind her. "Just to let you know, this girl is mine." I whispered to his face with a stupid grin as I took off after her. As I got close, out of the corner of my eye I could see her taking small glances at me. I do have to admit though, I did the same to her. Her eyes seemed to lighten the mood of even the dreariest of places and I loved it. Eventually we arrived at the dining pavilion with ten minutes to spare. "Dinner will be here at six sharp. If you're late you may not eat for the night. Breakfast also starts around eight thirty so you might want to set your alarm for then." I smiled at her, causing her face to turn red.
