Altered Tundra
Dion
Festive
FourtyTwo
Hey Im Jordan
Zoey was pretty sure that Brynn was thinking that she was joking, but Zoey was not joking. Zoey knew what a joke was, as well as what kind of jokes she made. This was not one of those jokes. She had every intention to get her hands on Ryland, no matter what the situation may be -- at least as of right now. But, her sisters were had brought up an unfortunately true point. They were on the same team. Friendly fire wasn't exactly ideal, especially if they wanted to win. Weighing the prospect of putting Ryland out of commission against the prospect of their team winning - it was unfortunately not as hard of a decision as Zoey thought it would be. The more ethical and smart thing to do was to let go of her rather overzealous commitment toward dispatching her fellow camp member. It wouldn't be like a daughter of Athena to let her personal desires get in the way of the overall goal and the greater good. She had to do her mom proud, even if her mother probably didn't know who she was, let alone meet her.
Right as they walked in, a certain Zeke had made a comment about Brynn's hair that Zoey didn't necessarily like. How dare he say something like that? Geez, the dude who came by the library a lot sure had some vinegar in him. Zoey's face quickly shifted to a scowl, aimed at the offending party. What was even more surprising was the lack of a response from Brynn. Was she really going to let that fly? Maybe the ass-kicking could shift toward a different party. Forget Ryland.. maybe Zeke could use a kick in the ass or two. There was justice that needed to be served after witnessing such a disparaging comment. Zoey couldn't believe herself.
A strange man had opened up with a compliment directed toward her newly blonde sister. Blonde was a good look on her. Too bad Ericka wasn't a blonde, otherwise the Athena cabin would've snagged themselves a new label with how many blondes resided in their cabin. Finally sifting through the large crowds, Zoey finally was able to get herself access to breakfast and get some food in her stomach. Sitting down next to Brynn, Zoey plopped down a plate full of eggs, bacon, sausage, and a hash brown as she sighed, taking a fork and stabbing a piece of scrambled egg with her fork. "You really gonna let Zeke get away with that?" Zoey asked curiously, "Maybe Ryland should be spared tonight..."
