The Heroes of The Camps

Storm dragged me to the mess hall, and though I loved talking and eating with my cabin mates, I just wasn't feeling up to it today. I picked at my food, pushing it around on my plate when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey." Storm sat down next to me.

"You shouldn't be sitting here, you know. It's against the rules." I hissed.

"Screw the rules. No-one obeys them anyways," She said, gesturing to the Aphrodite table, which was basically one huge disgusting boyfriend girlfriend speed dating program.

"Eww." I wrinkled my nose and looked away from the cake faced perfume drenched teenagers and turned my attention back onto my plate.

"You're really worried about her, aren't you?" Storm asked, a sympathetic smile on my face. Before I could answer, the doors to the mess hall flew open and a furious Adrian walked in, grey eyes flashing. I stood up so fast that my chair toppled over and grabbed him by the arm.

"Did you find anything?" I asked.

He paused and looked back through the doors. "I found people, but not her." He glared at his feet.

"What?" I stared at him with confusion.

"This feels like oone huge cosmic joke on me." He sighed and shrugged me off, walking away towards the Big House. I watched him go, my heart slowly sinking down farther into my stomach with every miserable step he took.

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