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James loved the warmth, so he was glad that the hottest time of the year was approaching rapidly. Without any solid plans to get out in the summer, he guessed that he would most likely be flirting with hot chicks and hanging out with his friends most of the time. That's what he usually did, no matter whether at camp, at Miami or back In bloody Britain.

With his Vans and surfer shorts making him seems quite laid-back and Summery, it was unusual to find James sporting a dark grey hoodie with his hood pulled up, keeping his head low. He had good reasons to do this. One; he didn't want to run into any people that he may have pissed off In the last week.

Two; he didn't want anyone to see his black eye from where his brothers had punched him. Again.

Biting his lip, he leant back against one of the near tree trunks, looking out at the sand and water and closing his eyes. He had his headphones in also and was pretty content with just...rocking out to Blink 182 in his mind. Just as long as no-one passed, then all was well.

When someone grabbed James, he jumped back In shock which meant that he slammed back in the hard tree. This made his curse once. Then, in a feeble attempt to jump away from the person, he tripped over a large rock/boulder thing before face-planting on the sand.

Sitting up and spitting sand from his mouth, James relaxed slightly when he realised it was Tori. He cursed persistantly at her, showing her a two-fingered salute. However, he was unable to stop the grin from forming on his lips and he got to his feet, dusting himself off and trying to pull his hood back over as he hoped that Tori wouldn't be able to see his eye. He'd rather spare himself the humiliation. "I hate you."

James rolled his eyes when she laughed, not very happy to see that she found it funny when he hurt himself. Not being able to help himself, he laughed slightly also, not being able to believe her immaturity. Oh Gods, Tori could be a pain in the ass.

He sat back down on the sand next to Tori, slouching back against one of the tree trucks with his legs stretched out in front of him. He bit his lip when Tori asked him about his eye and realized that it was pointless trying to hide it. Pulling off his grey hoodie and leaving him in just his ‘Get in the kitchen, where all women belong’ shirt as he threw his jumper on the sand away from them, keeping his blue eyes low.

“I didn’t do anything!” James exclaimed in defense, running a hand through his longish brown hair. He hadn’t really spent much time on his hair lately, because what was the point when you had a really disgusting looking eye. He would continue to be vain when it had mellowed down.

With a sigh, he knew that Tori would persist to ask him until he explained. “It’s a long story that includes my brother’s girlfriend and….stuff.” He told her, finally looking up at her with a cheeky grin. ”What about you, Daly? What you been up to lately? Have you missed me much?” He asked with a laugh, his fingers playing the strings on the waistband of his board shorts without thinking about it. Blame his extreme ADHD.

James laughed, leaning forward and pinching her cheek lightly and patronizingly. "Aw, is someone's life a little boring?" He mocked before leaning back again, running a hand through his hair again, looking out at the shore as he watched a few Demigod's pass and discard them, giving James' eye a suspicious glance. Yeah, he knew it looked ugly. And what, bro?

He showed his middle finger to a group of younger teens as they passed and were whispering about his eyes most likely, looking and pointing at him. James swore at them and looked threatening and there was no doubting that they had realised who his father probably was. This made them practically run with fear up the beach and away from them.

Grinning as if he had done something awesome, James clapped his scarred hands together and turned back to his friend, attempting to raise his eyebrows at her but wincing when it hurt his eye. He cussed internally, wishing he hadn't aggravated his older and stronger brother. The girl hadn't been worth it. Yeah; James had called her 'the girl'. He couldn't even remember her name. Oh Gods, he was such a jerk sometimes.

"I bet you did miss me though. And now you're about to confess your undying love for me." He teased, attempting not to laugh.

Laughing as she punched him, he brushed it off, not hurting. He winked at her with his good eye, some of his brown hair falling infront of his bad eye but he didn’t care. “Don’t deny it, Babe.” He teased again, not being able to help himself. He leaned forward to her so his lips were by her cheek, his breath on her face before laughing obnoxiously, jumping back and away from her once more.

“I’m only joking. Chill.” He told her, playing with the strings on the waistbands of his board shorts once more, smirking at her and probably looking a mess with his tousled hair and black eye. “Gosh. What if I wanted to admit my love for you? You’ve just completely knocked me back now.” He joked before getting to his feet with a grunt, sitting on one of the branches of a close tree, just high enough so that his feet could dangle without touching the ground.

James rubbed his cheek when Tori slapped him, used to the feeling of being slapped by girls. "I'm not going to love you if you slap me." He told her, watching as she climbed onto a near-by branch.

Pulling his iPod out of his pocket, he had completely forgotten that he had left ut playing and looked at the song quickly, happy to find that The Script were palying. About to put one earbud in, he saw a group of girls about his age passing down the sure and suddenly grinned, shoving the device back in his pocket.

"Aw man, look at them." He exclaimed to Tori, not even acknowledging that she was also a girl. "Hey! You!" He shouted to them, making them stop and turn his way, all looking confused. "No, not you! The blond! Yes, you! Come here!" He pointed to the hot blonde in the middle and there was no doubting that they were all Aphrodite children.

With a quick glance at Tori, James watched as the blonde approached them, stopping about a mertre away from him. James smiled at her flirtingly, checking her out obviously and shamelessly. "You're hot. We should like, date."

James' smile dropped for a second when the blond made her last statement. He jumped off the branch he had been perched on before running a hand through his hair, leaning back against the trunk of the tree, watching the three hot girls. The other two were hot but the blond was just...fine.

There was no way in hell that James was going to leave Tori. She meant a lot to him; more than he would like to admit to himself and to anyone else. But James wasn't going to push this girl away straight away because...she was buf, wasn't she? James could get lucky. If this girl persisted to slag off his best-friend then she was gone.

"Oh chill, babe." James told the girl, not even knowing her name...or caring. "Tori's safe. She isn't a traitor anymore." He told her, smiling at Tori In the corner of his good eye.

Without warning, James reached forward and grabbing the blond's wrists gently, pulling her towards and against him, smirking down at the girl. "Anyway,babe. Forget about Tori and focus on me instead."

James grinned down at Hayley, glad that he knew her name now. He put his hands on her hips, unable to believe that even with a black eye he could pick up this chick. A hit chick aswell.

"I'm James, babe." James told her, looking over her head at the two other girls for a second before back at Hayley. He knew that Tori was watching and he didn't think anything was wrong with that, despite the tiny moment of doubt in the back of his mind.

"How do you know that I like you?" He asked with a smirk. "Would I do this if I didn't?" He asked before closing his eyes and pressing his lips against Hayley's passionately, not caring that he would most likely start making out with this girl In front of the other three girls.

James couldn't help a laugh from escaping his lips when Hayley pulled away to speak. He pulled her back against his lip, pushing her between him and the base of the tree as they continued to make out with eachother, completely oblivious to what was going on around him.

Then he heard some deep voice and Hayley quickly pulled away from him, making him lean forward against the tree where her body had been and opening his eyes, frowning. Then the tall blond guy pulled James back and James jerked away from him, taking in the fact that this guy had to be a few inches tall then him, and was pretty muscular. So was James, but James didn't really look like a body-builder, even though he was pretty strong.

"Whoa whoa whoa, dude." James exclaimed, his accent slipping into American accidently, which happened sometimes. "We were busy there. Maybe you should come back in a few minutes, when we're done." James told him arrogantly, taking Hayley's hand and about to pull her back to him when this 'Taylor' guy pushed him away, making James stumble into the tree.

"I'll give you one more chance; give me reason not to break your face!" The guy yelled and James sighed. Gods, this happened all the time to him. He just couldn't stop himself from flirting with girls. "Please just shut up. If your girlfriend was into you, why would she have thrown herself at me at the first possible oppurtunity?"

Hayley looked embarressed and kept her eyes low whereas Taylor went a bright red in colour. Taylor stepped closer to James again and grabbed him by the top of his shirt, shoving him up against the base of the tree. "Oh man, I'm going to beat the crap out of you." Taylor grinned, pulling his fist back to punch Jamess when James smirked, looking smug.

"I wouldn't if I were you, unless you want my siblings to beat you up." James told him, folding his arms across his chest. Taylor frowned and stayed still, with his fist in the air. "Why? Who's your God parent?" Taylor asked him.

"Ares, bish." James told him, not mentioning the fact that him and his siblings weren't really tight these days. They hadn't been tight since James had been hanging around with Tori. Before Taylor could react to what James had said, the son of Ares punched Taylor hard in his gut, jumping out of Taylor's reach with a smug laugh.

Doubling over in pain when James was kicked in his delicate bits, he had to just endure all the blows that Taylor was Inflicted on him, gritting his teeth and trying not to make any noise but It got harder not to as Taylor persisted to kick him there.

Where was his friends to save him? Well,.one was up a freaking tree and just watching. Thats where they were. Tori was a pain in the arse for not jumping out to save him. James didn't way anything when Taylor spoke; half out of pain and half because what he was saying was right.

Cussing when Taylor punched him in the face, James was about to hit him back when suddenly he was gone and walking away from them with Hayley. James slumped back against the trunk of the tree, sliding down into sitting position as his hand gripped his trousers where he had been kicked.

"Whatever, dumbass! Your girlfriend was a slut anyway! I dunno where she's been!" James yelled at the dissapearing Taylor.before letting his head go back against the tree, watching Tori finally grow the balls to escape her hiding place and approach him.

Biting his lip to hold back the very offensive comment he was going to shoot at her. He looked down at himself, finding that his shirt had ripped at the front, the sexist slogan on the front now unreadable.

He swore vibrantly, pulling it off quickly and pulling his grey hoodie down over his head instead. He stood up, ripping his shirt even more in anger. He threw it away from him, picking up a hand sized rock from the ground and throwing it into the distance.

Turning around faster than he even had In his life, he crouched down so his face was not even a centermetre away from Tori's, poking his finger Into her shoulder. "This is all your fault." he growled at her, his ice blue eyes now blazing with anger. "If you hadn't met me In the first place, I wouldn't have been my cabin's punchbag!"

Clenching his fists up in anger, James shrugged off what Tori was yelling at him, but one or two of her words hit a nerve. Trying to steady his breathing, he knew he was going to end up hitting her or something. His siblings would have by now but no, James had to be weird. He didn't hit girls, and he had never killed or seriously Injuried anyone either.

What a loser.

When Tori started to walk away from him, James caught up with her and grabbed her arm to stop her going anywhere, his hand clamped like a vice. He glared down at her, his hair in his eyes, his cheek read from wjere he had been punched and his eye still dark. He looked a mess but right now, for a rare moment in his life, he didnt care.

"I don't hit on every girl I see; I haven't third to hit on you, have I? Maybe that says something." He sneered before gritting his teeth again. "What do you mean? Are you calling me a slut? A man-whore? At least members of the opposite sex aren't afraid to approach me. Look at you; you have nobody."

After a moment, James slowly released her, staying close to her. He wasn't angry at her anymore, just guilty. He was angry at himself more than anything; for upsetting her.

He knew that she wouldn't like it, but James couldn't stop himself from pulling her into a hug, his arms tight around her so she couldn't escape his grasp but not so tight that she was in pain. He rested his cheek against her forehead, closing his eyes. Was it wrong for him to think that this felt right? He always felt normal when he hugged girls, but now he felt...different. A good different.

Did it mean anything? James forced himself to disgard the Idea.

"I'm sorry." He grumbled, not believing that he was actually apologizing. At least he was being truthful. "You still have me, if you want me. I won't leave you."