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[h1]~Aphrodite Cabin, Cabin Ten - The Lake~[/h1][/center]


Beads of sweat forced themselves up through Calista’s pores. They gracefully skated from her forehead to the nape of her neck, eventually rolling over her collarbone sinking their way into her chest. Calista was entangled with her sheets wrestling with them her eyes firmly held shut. Light that flickered in and around her rose colored curtains caressed her pale skin, warming her and encouraging the sweat to continue to pour from her skin. As she jutted out of her bed she felt her damp palms hit her bed sheets and her lungs rapidly expend all of the remaining air they contained. She clutched her chest with her right hand, eyes scanning the room left hand absent mindedly on αγκαλιά which she kept under her pillow at all times while sleeping. After a few quiet moments she realized that she was being paranoid, she was still in camp half blood, she was safe.

Calista took a moment, letting her grip on αγκαλιά fade. She drew her hair back into a ponytail and used her wrist to wipe away the sweat from her brow. She took a long look at her face in the mirror that sat across from most Aphrodite cabin beds. [i]You’re okay girl, pull yourself together.’[/i] She knew that if Jaune were there right now she’d be getting demolished for her lack of composure.

Calista lifted herself out of her bed shedding the undergarments she had chosen as PJ’s for her nap. She quickly through on a newer pair and put on a pair of shorts, an off shoulder shirt and a pair of boots. She examined herself in the mirror making sure to perfectly recolor her hair and eyes to match the lighting before ultimately leaving the cabin. As soon as she left cabin ten she noticed the cabin’s counselor standing outside of it. His name was Colt and it was pretty clear to any outsider that he was a child of Venus. He managed to be beautiful and handsome simultaneously, something Calista actually struggled with. But hey, that’s why he was the counselor. She motioned a quick hey towards him and gave him one of those perfect “I’m a child of Aphrodite” smiles before continuing on her walk towards the lake.

Something about walking through Camp Half-Blood always made Calista feel more at home than anything else in the world. Perhaps because she didn’t really have another home. Living with Jaune never really felt homely, even though it did more or less fulfill the basic living requirements of a person. It wasn’t like Camp Half-Blood. There wasn’t hundreds of people who had similar experience to you, all trying to make the world a better place for people like them, like you. Even though they all had vastly different abilities and potential, they were all so similar.

Once Calista reached the serene lake she took a second to take a breath. She inhaled as much of the refreshing lake breeze as she could before finally, and with great patience let out a deep sigh. She opened her mouth and felt her salty tears stream down into it. She could barely remember her dream, a man standing at the end of a pier, falling in. She knew it was her father but she also knew that wasn’t how he had passed away. It felt wrong, yet at the same time it felt incredibly real. She pushed the thought from her mind as she wiped the tears from her cheeks. Picking up a rock and chucking it into the lake absent-mindedly. It felt good, a show of brute force like that to get the blood pumping. She picked up another rock and threw it in, and another.

It wasn’t until Calista had already let the fourth rock launch that she noticed a person under the water. She looked around, but nobody else 
was there. 

[color=00a651]“Zeus, not here. No one is going to drown in this place.”[/color] Calista said ripping off her shirt and shorts and quickly diving into the lake. Swimming as fast as she could, which was most likely embarrassingly slow, in order to reach the girl.