> Spirit Jones-Hermes<
" Ouch," I said, giggling under my breathe," I never tire of watching you Satyrs run into trees."
" Haha," he said picking leaves out of his hair.
" Another one got away?," I asked.
He nodded.
" So how's Desert?" he asked.
We'd both been brought in by Tristin around the same time. He knew how close we were.
" I don't know," I said trying to act casual.
In the fact that I hadn't spoken to him in days. Beside our agreement he'd also been acting distant. He'd been having dreams. I could read him like a book.
"No you know. Spirit, somethings wrong."
" He's just been different. We both have."
He looked at me, knowing I didn't want continue.
" What books under your shirt?"
" Hermes stuff,"I said grinning." Speaking of which, gotta go!"
I sprinted off leaving Tristin standing behind me, shaking his head. I slowed to a walk. Glancing across the camp i tried to spot Nick. There right- I collided with a hard thump across someone. My hair flew across my face and the person I collided with. The book dropped out of my shirt.
"Sorry!," I gaped, brushing the hair out of my face, trying to see who I collided with.
" 'S ok," a male voice said.
Finally, all the hair cleared out of my face. Before me stood a dark haired boy. He was one of theboys from the Dioynus cabin. He handed me my book looking at it- and me scrunchulating.
" Here. I'm Jess," he said. It looked like he was going to say more until another male voice called his name.
" See you around. Spirit."
He bounded away. I would search him out later to apologize. Now to find Nick...
