Go ahead and let it out. {GREEKY}

Zane walked to the lake, barefoot. He didn't believe in shoes. Pfft, shoes were evil. He walked and sang out loud. He had a beautiful, crystal clear voice. A lot of people wondered if he was a son of Apollo, instead of Hermes. But he knew his father was Hermes, most people just didn't know how sneaky and devilish Zane could be. When he got to the lake, he sat down on a nearby log, and just looked out toward the water. It was calm, the sun was just about to set, the breeze was cold enough just for him to pull his jacket close and put his hood on his head. He crossed his arms, smiling. These were the days he loved the most.

Zane had heard someone yell and he instantly turned, seeing a girl on the ground. Quickly, he jumped up and slightly jogged to her. "Miss, are you okay? Let me help you." He spoke with a slight high pitch to his voice, it was smooth and sweet sounding, almost innocent. He took her arm and helped her stand up. He immediately noticed that she was extremely gorgeous, Zane's heart fluttered at the glimpse he caught of her. Quickly shaking it off, he gave her a sweet smile, being the gentleman he was. Well, actually usually never was. "Let me introduce myself, I'm Zane Davis. The Hermes kid who everyone believes is actually an Apollo or Demeter kid." he said with a slight chuckle in his voice. "Who do I owe the pleasure of meeting?" He smiled, sticking his hands in his pockets. He did it when he was comfortable around someone. Something about her made Zane... calm. He wasn't sure yet.

Zane smiled at the sound of her name. "That's a very lovely name, Isabella Rose. And it's no big deal, I couldn't just let you lay there." He smiled, studying her face. "Well, would you like to join me? I'm just sitting on that log over yonder, enjoying the day. I could start a fire, if you'd like." He smiled, pulling his jacket closer to him, putting his hood back up which had fallen down while helping up Isabelle. It was getting a bit chilly, the breeze began to pick up. Isabella seemed like a kind person, not like other girls. Usually Zane steered away from girls, except for Kennedy, Kennedy was his little sister. Well, not literally, but it was like she was.

Zane smiles widely. "Great! Oh! Here, take my jacket." He says, taking off his grey knitted jacket, revealing a white v neck underneath. He placed the jacket gently over her shoulders, and laughed as she stood on her tip toes. He gently pushed her head down, returning to normal size. "I love short people. They're cute." he laughed, as he started looking around for firewood. He gathered a bundle of sticks and placed them neatly. Then he realized he couldn't make fire. "If only Axel was still around.." he mumbled sadly to himself as he found to rocks and tried hitting them together to make a spark. He was looking pretty hopeless.

Zane looked up, a red blush formed on his cheeks. "Thanks. How'd you learn to do that?" He asked, obviously amazed. He laughed and took a seat on the log where he once sat earlier. He looked back out to the lake, that was now moonlit. He thought of ways to keep the conversation going between them. "So, Isabella, tell me about yourself." He smiled, patting the spot next to him on the log. He wanted to know every possible thing, even the little things, he would make sure to take note and remember them.

A slight blush formed on Zane's cheeks, feeling her head rest against his shoulder. Out of habit, he leaned his head against hers. This almost felt... natural to him. Nothing weird about it, even though they were pretty much still complete strangers. "I don't know, tell me what you like, your story, anything! Start from the beginning." He answered back, somewhat quietly. A smile rested on his face, unwavering.

Zane put an arm around her shoulders, and gently squeezed her. "It wasn't your fault. My mom was in danger, I left. I'm sure you didn't set the hellhound on your father. Then, and only then, his death would be your fault. He wouldn't want you blaming yourself." Zane comforted. She had to of carried this with her everywhere, Zane didn't want that, not for Isabella. She was too sweet of a person.

Zane couldn't help but the a small smirk form on his face. "I doubt you ruin everything. Think about it, you didn't ruin my day. In fact, you made this one of the best days I've had in a long time!" He admitted, smiling widely now. He looked up to the sky, seeing now that starts have come out. "You shine brighter than all of those stars combined. Well, to me at least." He said, looking down to her. He offered a gentle smile, then looked back up to the sky.