Heroes Of Olympus:The Maze of Prophecy.

Dominique finally spills the beans

Hold up! I just wanted say thank you sthxngg again for giving me the idea for this chapter quite a while back. You'll know what I mean, when you read it! OK onto the chapter...

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Connor

Conjuring every curse word possible, I stalked away from Jason's door and towards Dominique's, which was about seven doors down.

I couldn't believe Jason kicked me out of my room before I'd even stepped into it. I mean, I shouldn't really be complaining, because it just meant I could spend more time with Nique, although this wasn't the way I'd intended to do that.

Once I'd arrived at '214' (Dominique's room) and paused for a second to straighten myself up before knocking quietly.

I could hear her moving around on the inside, but I wasn't sure she heard me knock, so I knocked again; louder this time.

The rustling stopped for a second and Dominique called out "Who is it?"

"Connor."

The door flung open almost immediately and a confused Dominique stood in the doorway, looking up at me.

I could tell she'd already got comfortable, from all her possessions that were scattered in various places all over the room.

"Yes?" Dominique asked expectantly, using a towel to dry hair, which mad puddles on her yellow oversized hoodie, that I'm pretty sure I'd seen Will wearing before.

"Connor, you're staring." Dominique stated, snapping me out from my little daze. "What did you want? Do you want to come in? Are you OK?"

"Um...I'm fine. It's just, we have to share a room. Jason kicked me out."

She looked as if she were contemplating it, but eventually stepped aside, gesturing for me to come in before shutting the door behind us.

"Sorry, it's a mess. I was looking for my necklace,"Dominique said falling out a silver necklace with a black diamond, from underneath her jumper.

I smiled and dropped my bags, before bending down to pick up a camp tee.

"Don't worry about it. Hermes' Cabin is ten times worse."

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"Did you mean, what you said? On the plane." Dominique enquired, completely out of the blue, whilst we lay top and tail on the queen sized bed.

I sat up, leaning against the head board. "What about never getting onto plane, again?"

She kicked my thigh playfully. "No, Stoll."

"About liking me. Was it true?"

I didn't know  whether to tell her the truth or lie about. I didn't mean to tell her I liked her, in the first place. I was kinda rambling. Though I do really like her.

"Yeah, every word of it," I smiled shyly.

Dominique smiled brightly before moving to my side of the bed, slipping her hand into mine, and kissing me on the cheek.

I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks, turning them a deep scarlet. Dominique laughed and rested her head on my shoulder.