Full of Sorrow [p r i v a t e----Ghost]

tylerHALE [18] . . . . . .

I always chose the lake as somewhere I felt calm, because the sound of nature
echoing over the still waters sung like music to my ears, better than my favorite
artist's best song. To my surprise, the quietest part of the lake-shore already had
a solitary figure in the area. Normally, it was only the occasional couple there for
god knows what. I gave them wide berth.

But this time, it was just a girl. As I approached, I saw, clear as day that she was
not happy at all. Being the chill kind of guy with no regrets, except with relationships,
I stood next to her, trying to catch her attention. "Hey," I said in a voice that sounded
soft, soothing yet projecting, "You okay by yourself here?"

tylerHALE [18] . . . . . .

My expression softened considerably. This girl was really cute, and she seemed
lonely, and wanted friendship of sorts. But I reminded myself, 'remember her, Tyler?
You don't want anymore of this relationship crap.' Patting a boulder 3 paces away,
I sat down and patted the spot next to me. "Sit down? Why don't we talk for a bit,
and see if I can help with anything at all." Oh, ever the gentleman.

tylerHALE [18] . . . . . .

I smiled at her when she familiarized herself in my presence. It was chill, right?
All of a sudden, she seemed to twitch a bit and fall backwards. It caught me by
complete surprise. I jumped off the rock and caught her while she yelled out, so
that she wouldn't injure herself more. "Hey? HEY? What's wrong? You okay?"
Still holding her, I kind of let her slide comfortably such that she was leaning
against the rock, and partially against me. Ooh. Body heat. How awkward! I
looked down at her with worry. What was wrong?

tylerHALE [18] . . . . . .

She leaned into me, as she came back off the rock that she had so painfully fallen upon.
Dusting her back off with a cool hand, I could see her hair flying chaotically in the quickening
wind. Damn. I drifted off for a second, leaving my hand on her back. My eyes widened when I
realized how cold she was. How long had she been out here? I lifted my hand off as quickly as
possible, hoping she hadn't noticed.

"Your god parent? Oh, I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Hale, Tyler Hale, and I'm a son of
Apollo; been at camp for two years. I'm sure I've seen you around before. You?"

Without standing from my comfortable position on the rock, I took off my jacket and offered it
to her. Brr. It was really cold, and she needed it more than me, unless she was a Khione girl
pranking me or something. But as an Apollo kid, the sun then seemed to focus more light on
me, and then the chill faded a bit. But only a bit.

tylerHALE [18] . . . . . .

I could feel her discomfort coming off of her in waves, I didn't even have to be the child of-
err, whoever detected emotional state to know she was uncomfortable with her god-parent.
So I did what I thought was the best: I leaned over to her, and gave Annaleigh a friendly,
reassuring hug. "Lyssa? That's okay. You're a perfectly awesome person and that's all I care about."
I flashed her a smile that usually made me look irresistibly dorky.