THE arena! (Private for Ju1cypear, ALPHABET, and Kelsey Cheyanne Cartell)

I walk into the arena and sigh. I look around and see no one around me and I shove my sword into the arena's ground and sit on it and wait. I think to myself, 'Will anyone come? Yume wanted to be alone... probably not...' I wait for the one million to one odds that someone will walk in right now and talk to me. I start to think about what friends I have, Yume is sorta, we haven't talked in a little while... and then there's.... uh.... no one else...

I walk into the arena ready to train. I someone on their sword, so I walk up and say, "Γεια σας!" I loved to speak in greek. After all I was half greek. I see if the camper had understood me.

I was working with my enchanted rope. It was something I used only when I needed too. I used the old cowboy tradition of cowboy techniques which I learned from my father, and then my training which was recived at Camp-Half Blood. I swiped the blonde bangs from my sweaty forhead and sky blue eyes and kept working. I threw the rope aside and switched to my knife. I only used this after everything failed.

(OOC: Kelsey's dad is a human rodeo star from Texas so she's inhereited a few things from him along with things from Athena, her mother..So if your wondering thats why.)

OOC:Okay, lemme see if I can work with this.

BIC:I watch the girl who was using her rope, wonderfully. She was obviously a daughter of Athena. I decide to stop the swinging. I go over there and throw my pear wight in the middle of her rope. I didn't think that was possible. I say, " I'm so sorry, ma'm. I can fix it. You probably know why. I'm a daughter of Hepaestus."

I turn around somewhat startled and then calm down. "O-oh don't worry. And thanks. Hey, I'm Kelsey. I'm a daughter of Athena. I'm like really surprised that I haven't gotten to know you yet. Whats your name?" I had a slight Texan southern drawl to my voice, which is another thing inherited from my father, besides my blue eyes.

I smile my bright smile. I say, "My name is Elizabeth Amaria. You're a daughter oh Athena aren't you?" I stab a near-by dummy with my spear. I watch as my spear goes three inches into where the dummies stomach would be if it was a real person. As I stabbed the dummy my hair came out of its bun.

I nodded. "Yeah I'm a daughter of Athena." I smile and laugh, fiddling with the end of my long blonde braid.

"Wow, I was right?" I say. I walk over to my spear, which was still in the dummy. I pull it out and look around. There was barely anyone at the Arena. What a shame, what a shame. I say, "I'm bored, I wish my old friend would come back. She and I just loved to play Volley Ball. Oh course. I just got a letter from her." I took it out and read it. "Yes! She's coming back in about two days. I can't wait for you to meet her. She's into music."

"Thats awesome. I can't wait until I meet her, either. I'm really into music my self. I know your going to laugh at me, but I'm a huge country music fan." I just laughed and sighed some. I was made fun of alot for the way I was. I hated it, and I hoped it wouldn't happend here and now, in a place I felt somewhat safe.

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