Making friends {a literate RP}

Zoe casually sauntered along the lake side. She watched as the water moved heavily from one end, to the other. Her eyes gazed upon the glow of the water. It was the girl's favorite spot in the whole camp. Well, besides the arena. Zoe's feet clapped upon the ground as she moved further. All of a sudden, the young lady stopped.

Zoe had stopped because she loved the spot she was in. A tree hovered over her, giving her shade. The shade was amazing, especially since it was hot outside. Zoe sighed a sigh of great relief as she sat down under the tree. She moved her knees close to her body, and wrapped her arms around them. This girl sat there, staring at the lake.

The noise the lake brought was some how soothing, lovable, but loud. It's noise was always loved by Zoe, that's the main reason she came to the lake. As she sat there, looking at the lake, Zoe hummed to the melody of the lake's noise. It made her smile.

Zoe hummed for a while, smiling and enjoying herself. It was peaceful. "I love this place." She said softly under her breath. Zoe was amazed at the quietness, and loved it that way.

I walked over, humming quietly and slowly. I looked all around the lake; it looked different since the last time I had been here. I looked at the beautiful trees and the scenery. I smiled at the sight of animals and trees. This place was very peaceful.

I stumbled over a tree root, and fell. I rubbed my knee to see if I had hurt myself. I looked up, thinking solemnly about Britney. I loved her so much; I missed her dearly. I looked over forward and saw a girl.

I looked the girl up and down. She looked tough and nice, but intimidating. She looked at about thirteen or fourteen. I wanted to say 'Hi', but hesitated. "Hi." I said after a few moments of thinking.

Zoe turned around, angry across her face. Her surroundings had been ruined by this boy! Zoe stared at him angrily. "WHAT?!?!" She shouted. She was temperamental today. Well, more then usual. Zoe shot a piercing glare at the boy, hoping her would back away.

Her left eyebrow raised high, so she gave a questioned look. Zoe looked like she was going to kill him, yet she was beautiful. Zoe kept glaring at him, and never looked away. She barley blinked. The girl's red hair was tied up, and it made her look even madder.

"HI? REALLY?!?" She questioned angrily. She sighed after it, knowing he would do something stupid for a reply. So then, Zoe decided to talk again. "I'm Zoe, daughter of ODYNE, I like quietness when I'm here. You?" She asked sarcastically, her eyebrow raised again. Zoe also emphasized Odyne to scare him.

Her expression was a mix between hate and sarcasm. The girl really wanted to be alone. If he doesn't have a good reason for disturbing me... The thought disappeared. She already knew what she would do to him. Her peaceful eyes looked like daggers.

Zoe put her legs down and rested her arms as she spoke. Her shoes were dirty, so she took them off. Her toes were painted black and purple. The base coating was black, and the purple were pokadots. She rubbed her feet, there were ants bites on them.

She stood up, and dusted off her knees. After that, she pulled her shirt down. It was a process she usually did when standing up from the ground. She kept her eyes locked on the boy the whole time. Zoe was furious, and at the moment, hated him.

Whoever he was, he was already on Zoe's bad side, which is not that good of a side. She put her arms behind her back, holding herself back incase he said something stupid. Zoe kept staring at him. It was like torture for him, she hoped.

I tripped and fell backwards at the sight of her. I felt really sad now more than ever. I had a terrified look in my face and I looked as If were going to cry. "I'm...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you." I looked up at her slowly.

I started to think of Britney, sometimes she made me feel better and sometimes she didn't. This girl was mean and wasn't gonna be nice now. I got up and brushed myself my self off. I ripped a hole in my jeans when I fell. I was wearing a light green shirt and jeans and some Converse.

I looked at her. "I'm Sean Fahey, son of Athena. Zoe, I didn't mean to disturb you, I didn't know." I looked all around at how peaceful it was. I understood why she was angry. I sat down, far from her and looked over.

I felt a tear come down my face. I had to stop thinking about her. She was very sweet and kind unlike Zoe. I didn't want to get into any conflict. I looked upward and then looked down, thinking.

Gerard sat beneath a tree watching the scene unfold before his eyes. The one girl looked as if she was gonna kill the guy. Although it was amusing it was not at all right for other half-bloods to be that mean to each other.

The scene made him want to stand up and do something, like shout or run over and ask the guy if he was okay or something like that. Gerard started to stand but a voice rang through his head saying, "If you say anything to start a fight you'll often get killed yourself," He pushed the thought away.

Often his dead mother's sayings would run through his head automatically, he couldn't control it, hardly. Before he was a half-blood he had debated suicide. Now he was glad he didn't pick that over this.

This camp was the best thing that had ever happened to him. Even better then the time his sadistic mother had died. Damn that lady to the pits of Tartarus. So against his dead mothers sayings he stood up and walked over to the boy.

Gerard tapped the boy's shoulder, "Are you alright?" He asked. The boy had the blonde hair and grey eyes most Athena children have.

I shuttered and looked upwards. "I'm fine, I guess." I looked at the boy. "My names Sean Fahey, son of Athena." I wiped the dirt off my face. I smiled at the boy. "Your name?" I asked.

I looked at Zoe. I smiled a bit and didn't make a grudge against her. I always liked to be friend with people. I wanted to be her friend. "Zoe?" I asked.

Zoe turned back at Sean. She was tempted to call him a wus, but she passed on that thought. As Zoe looked at him, she folded her arms across her chest, and stared at him. "Yes?" She asked, not really caring on what he said, though.

Zoe kept her eyes locked on Sean. She had met Gerad before, so he wasn't what she cared about now. Sean looked sad, depressed, and Zoe realized this all at once. She changed her expression, it looked as if she cared. Now she did.

The young girl had so many questions. One that automatically popped in her mind, so she spoke. "What's wrong?" Zoe asked sympathetically. Her eyes teared up a little, but they quickly dried. Zoe was actually a nice person.

As her question came out, she quickly unfolded her arms and began to walk over to Sean. The look in her eyes showed she cared. One more question slipped out. "Are you alright?" asked she. Her smile was a normal mouth expression now.

Zoe's shirt (a CHB one) was ripped at the bottom, and she put her pinkie finger through the small hole. It was something she always did when wearing the orange tee. Her finger fidgeted around with the shirt, and the hole got bigger. "Shoot." muttered Zoe quietly. Quickly, she escaped the hole, and focused back on Sean.

As she glanced back at Sean, she noticed that he looked even sadder. Someone died! She declared, and felt even sadder. Hope I'm wrong... Though being right was something Zoe loved, she hated when she was right about bad things. The girl shook the thought from her head.

Gerard stared at the girl who had just been yelling at the boy teared up in front of his face. He gave the girl a incredulous look. "You just yelled at him and you wonder what's wrong."

Gerard snorted with amusement. "I think what's wrong may be the fact that you were about ready to rip his head off and eat it." Gods, was he being smart-a**ish. Amazed that the girl had actually said that he sat down next to the boy.

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