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Off to Wonderland - HalloweenBrianna had been the one to plan the entire outing, much to no one's surprise. She'd come up with costumes, time frames, and had been surprisingly organized about the whole thing. She'd even managed to talk to everyone's parents to let them come out to camp for the weekend. I was terrified out of my mind when she barged into the Hephaestus cabin.
"Trent, get your bum out of here, we've got to get ready! We're all meeting in my cabin for makeovers and costumes." she trilled, waving some sort of fabric in one hand. I paled and backed into the work table behind me, stabbing my back on some sort of contraption one of my siblings had left lying around.
"Ow, Bri look what you made me do!" I muttered, following her out to the Aphrodite cabin. I entered the pink hell-hole to find Quinn strapped to a chair, Marcie taming her frizzy hair with a curling iron, humming absently. Remy was adjusting her costume, and Reed wasn't anywhere to be seen, nor was Ella.
"Trent!" I glowed as Marcie stopped cu
3: RedGarrett's jaw dropped.
"Your hair! It isn't green!" he gaped, staring at Kaede as she strode by him, long hair blowing behind her. Brennan dropped his coffee, spluttering slightly.
"What have you done?" he whined, following Garrett who'd ran to catch up with the small girl.
"I dyed my hair. Guys, it's not that big of a deal." Kaede muttered, slinging her bag up on her shoulder into a more comfortable position. Garret reached out to grab some of her hair, but caught nothing.
"Guys, seriously. Calm down. It's only temporary." her voice reverberated around the two boys, laughing as the cloud of moisture floated down the hallway.
"I don't care if it's temporary, it's weird." Garrett grumbled, heading towards his next class. Brennan trailed behind him, green eyes still wide with shock.
2: Picking Up the PiecesI can't do this anymore. I can't.
she does it to herself, expects me to hold her when he breaks her heart.
I've fallen once, fell from my safe home, up in the clouds, high above all cares.
she dragged me down, pulling with a fierce passion, tempting me with those eyes.
Broken, I stay here lamenting my situation, all I could do, all I should have done.
she climbs out time and time again, hoisted up by a different rope every time.
I reach up, fingers barely on the edge of this cliff, nearly out.
she leaps past me, running and falling and laughing and i can't help but follow.
1: StarsShe looks to the stars for guidance, a trail out of hell.
Those bright lights twinkling so far away can only give her hope,
Everything is illuminated at night, always shining more brilliantly then the day,
She can dream at night,
dream that she will survive, that she will reach her star,
that she will reach home.
Blind and DeafI could have shown you so much, told you even more. But your eyes are blind, and your ears are deaf, never able to feel the emotion of my words or the simplicity of my gestures, all for you.
People can speak because we have much to say. I had so much to tell you, so much. I dreamt to tell you of the emotions burning inside of me, setting me aflame from the inside. Then the telling of my ashes, how I rose like a phoenix to even greater heights.
We listen so that we can understand. How I could I have expected you, you who are so hard of hearing, to hear my pleas, my cries in the darkness, is beyond comprehension. Calling out to you so loudly, so very loudly, uselessly in that grave only depleted my spirit. Climbing up those walls, scraping fingers against tumbling soil, breaking nails on rocks to bloody stubs, falling down, only to be bruised, and stand up and try once more.
I see you sometimes, walking oblivously. You are still so deaf, and so blind to everyone, and everythin
The Baker Kids - Trecie's Kids
Name: Edward Mathieu Baker
Appearance: Takes after his mother in almost every respect. Has curly dark brown hair that brushes his neck, pale skin, and burns easily. Has dark brown eyes and freckles. Is very tall and lean, and has a very strong torso.
Good Traits: Gifted musician (drummer), responsible, studious, tech-savy
Flaws: Pretentious, can't take a joke, incredibly stubborn
Battle: Has been trained in sword-fighting and archery, but prefers the sword. Is agile and good at strategy.
Other: Prefers to be called 'Eddy'. Loves to work on computers with his dad. Legacy of Apollo.
Godparents: Addy Streb and Micah Reed
Name: William Claude Baker
Appearance: Has his father's hair, though it's dark brown like his mother's. It's always messy and tangled, though he attempts to take care of it. Has the most tan skin of his siblings, and the least freckles, but the most scars. Has bright green eyes that resemble his mother's. Is the tall
Off to Neverland - HalloweenI had had a very long day at school, answering questions, writing down notes, practicing two different solos for music class, and a lot of friend drama. Poor Jane and her boyfriend were having problems again, so much had to be done about that. Then came martial arts practice, where I faced off against a much larger boy in sparring.
I beat him into the ground.
My sensei was proud of me, and said I could leave early which is how I found myself sitting at my computer desk typing out an essay, that was due the next day. Then my Skype pinged.
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Trent, being the tech genius that he is, had bypassed the systems to let us hold a three-way video conversation, since Addy didn't have the latest version on her laptop. As the screens were loading, I took a moment to adjust my hair and to check my teeth. I hadn't seen Trent in a while, and was determined to keep his memories of me pretty and put-together.
"Marcie! How h
An Unlikely PairThe leaves of Camp Half-Blood were still green, even though it was nearly the end of October. Gloria Armstrong twirled absently through the forest, admiring the foliage. She knew there was something that she was supposed to be doing, but the pretty green forest had stolen her attention. She hummed a song to herself, waltzing into camp where she was met by a frustrated looking Trent.
"Gloria, I thought I'd asked you to grab me some spare parts from the forges! I'm trying to finish this contraption for you, but I need those parts." he glowered, staring her down. She waved a hand distractedly at him.
"Yes, yes of course Trent! I'll be right on it." she told him, smiling widely. His expression softened, no one could stay mad at her for long, and she pranced off to the forges before her task slipped her mind again.
Stella Corleone aimed her Glock at the target at the far end of the range. Her friend Vince stood behind her, hands clasped over his protective earmuffs. Squinting, Stella shif
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