Trees Make Me Think

Sitting under Thalia's Pine always helped me think for some reason. Even though i wasn't anything close to being a daughter of one of the Big Three like she was, i felt a sort of conection to her. Not her personaly, i dont think i ever actualy met her, but her story: running away. I had always been afraid in my life, and running just came natural to me. Thalia had been running for years. We all would be now if it wernt for her. If she hadnt sarificed herself to save her friends, this safe camp we all call home would exist. I strumed my acustic gutair. Not really to play anything, just to hear somthing other then the lonelyness i was feeling at that moment.

My head shot up from my gutair. I had been making sure my fingures were lined up on the neck of my gutair in the right spots. A boy's voice stole my atention from them. He stood much taller then me. Blocking out the sun, casting a shadow over me. But the sun still shone into my eyes around his figure. I couldnt quite make out his figure.
"Um, hi?" I said confusingly.

I slid a bit of my orange-red bangs behind my ear as he sat. I didnt excatly mind that some boy was sitting by me. But a small wave of nervousness came over me. I didnt ever recall seeing the boy before, I probably would have remembered such a cute one. I smiled a little, trying to hide my nervousness. I looked him up and down through squinted eyes, the sun was shinning them again. Cute was deffenitly the right word to use. When he spoke, my heart jumped. His voice was soft and kind, but bold and full of confadence at the same time.
"No, i dont mind you staying. I was just playing with my gutair." I said and strummed the cords. When the sounds faded away I introduced myself "Im Jennie. Daughter of Eros."

I had to break eye contact then. Filled with nervousness my eyes drifted to the earth below us. A smile cracked on my face though. This boy was cute, and I wasnt about to let an awkward moment kill the mood.
"So Shawn, son of Apollo. How long have you been coming to camp half blood?"

I blinked my eyes a couple of times in shock. This guy didnt look any older then 16. I couldnt help but wonder what set of events had brought him to posibly be BORN in camp. But I snapped back out of my head to answer his question.
"3 years myself. Summer after i started highschool." I said lightly "Plus side of being a Minor God kid. You get noticed alot less often." I continued with a hint of bitterness in my voice. That last statement whent for monsters outside of camp and my cusins inside of it.
With that my gaze shifted slightly to the ground again.

I knodded my head in agreement. Alot of the kids here had fucked up family lives. I knew alot of runaways here at camp, but you tend to see those ones more often when you were a year-arounder like I was. But I found out his age just then, 16 years at camp, 2 outside, he was 18, a bit older then he looked, but I wasnt complaining either. I noticed Shawn drawing somthing in the dirt but i couldnt figure out what it was, so I left it alone when he covered it up and started talking again. "Well, freshmen year I started getting really emotional and stuff, somthing that a girl who's father is the God of passion is bound to be." I said kind of matter of factly, I had gotten over the whole 'im supper bipolar' thing along time ago. I had learned to controll my emotions and not express everyone of them I felt, the moment I felt them. "Then one day, I was crying on a field and a man walked up offering help to me. To make a long story short, he was a monster and a dryad had to save me when I climbed up her tree to get away from him. She explained everything to me, and I came to camp." I smiled as I concluded my story. I was happy to be here at camp. Much better then trying to tuff in out on my own. I wanted to hear his story of how he had learned about everything, but I imagined it was a sore subject for him if he was completly raised here at camp. So I didnt say anything further on the subject.

My bright smile shone again. His touch made my heart race. I held my breath as my chest constricted. I could see the gleem of joy in his eyes, and I hoped that mine was less noticeable. I couldnt help but uphold his request "That sounds wonderful to me." and my smile widened with glee.

OOC: shall i make another post? or are you done with this character?