"It's been 2 months since we defeated Gaea. Leo still hasn't appeared, I'm beginning to lose hope. Tonight we have capture the flag, I usually love it, but I'm just depressed when I think of playing it without Leo. Jason's on my team at least, and Hazel came to visit for the weekend. Well the dinner horn is calling, gtg. If you're reading this, I hope you get blown to smithereens by Greek fire, Love ya! -Piper"
I put my journal in my trunk, and walked outside to the cool afternoon air. As I was about to head to the dining pavilion, someone or something tackled me.
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.