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Mira had been in the Rec room for hours. She liked when she has the room to herself, without having to worry about the eyes at the back of her head. Sure it was a big camp and not everyone knew about her, but still the paranoia was eating away at the back of her mind. She adjusted her leather gloves before picking up the controller once more, and continued her video game. One that told the story of a heroine, slashing her own dragon and becoming queen. This game was Mira's favorite. She played it often, especially when she needed to stop and not think for a while. Which seemed to be more often these days.


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Justin being the guy he was needed to think. There was only a few places he like and at certain times because no body was usually there. Even though it was nice outside he had on a sleek black leather jacket and dark denim jeans. Once in the rec room he grabbed a pool stick from the wall. It wasn't until then that he noticed game music playing. Deciding to mind his own he continued with what he was going to do. He walked over to the pool table and started to play his own game by himself. Setting everything up he broke the balls and started the game of pool.

Mira heard the clack of pool balls hit against one another. She quickly moved her head to see a tall boy start to play pool all by himself. A tall cute boy, was more like it. Mira's stomach fluttered and she started to blush. She turned back around and sunk into the back of the chair. "You should just go over there and talk to him." She muttered to herself. "It's not like he's going to tell you to take your gloves off and give him a hand shake." Mira paused the game, and stood after she finally mustered up enough courage. Mira's red fuzzy socks padded across the floor, till she stood at the edge of the pool table. "I'm generally the only one here at this hour." She gave the boy a small smile. "I'm Mirabell."

Justin paid the girl no mind when she first walked over towards him. He continued to play when she spoke. "At this hour its empty. At least on most days it is." He wore boots and still had on his jacket. If anyone really thought of it he looked like someone that would be in a bar. A bit of facial hair was growing but he made it look nice. "Justin," he mumbled back as an introduction. To him this was just an awkward conversation. His tough demeanor was a thick shell that would have to be gotten through. His thick dark hair and dark brown eyes just seemed to point him out but really most only knew him as a kid from Zeus at the most. Never pick a fight with him and definitely don't try to get him to take blame.

Mira nodded her head, and looked around the pool table. "You play by yourself? That must get boring when you always win." Mira's fingers glided against the wood work of the pool table, it's been a while since she last talked to someone like this, but she could tell that Justin had no intention of have a long conversation with Mira. She became curious, she knew why she didn't talk to people but him? What happened to make him so cold? So Mira picked up a pool stick, "Mind if I join you? I've never played before but you seem averagely good at the game, you could teach me."

Justin hit the ball and it knocked into another ball. He stopped completely and looked at her. "I don't play competitively only for fun," he told her. Why did she not leave him alone when he answered her coldly. Most knew him because his mad fighting skills and that he beat up an Ares kid when he first got to camp four years back. This girl, Mirabell had to be stubborn or something to want to be around him. "I thought you were play that game," he nodded his head towards the TV. What fascination did she have with him. Was it his looks? Or was it that he just didn't like anyone at all? What was it, he wondered. Maybe she was one of those friendly people that were like sunshine which he disliked.

Mira raised an eyebrow, "A boy who's not playing to inflate his ego. I give you props." She genuinely meant that. Most boys with his looks, had an ego that could fill an entire room. Mira crossed her shoulders when he talked about her game, "You think your the only one that likes to be alone at times? This is what it's like for me everyday, I can play it tomorrow. Besides, I want to learn how to play. So are you going to show me or are you going to practice that cold look of yours all night?" Mira could feel her confidence grow with each passing minute. At this point she could tell that Justin had no idea who she was, so why not enjoy that?

Justinsat the pool stick down and faced her. No real emotion could be seen in his face or even in his eyes. He shook her head at her then ran a hand through his hair. "I don't need an ego because I know who I am. I'm the son of freaking Zeus." He then looked at the scattered different colored pool balls. Why should he teach her how to play. He wasn't looking for a friend so she was being bothersome. "All the time," he corrected when she started talking about being alone. "I don't need practice so just run along," he muttered and started to play again. He was for sure not and friendly person and anyone could see that.

Mira stood there for a few minutes just staring at him with a slight frown on her face. She figured that some how being a son of Zeus was only part of the problem. But how could she complain? She was a daughter of hades. But with each cold and angered word, Mira became more stubborn and more determined than ever. "I'm not leaving you alone until you do. I don't have anything better to do that to follow you around and nag you. Sure you may end up hating me and yes I should mind my own damn business. But you need to realize that it's not all about you. So you were born from Zeus. Did you ever stop to think that maybe, just freakin maybe that your not the only one who has had it bad? God, you do have an ego you just show yours in different ways." She grabbed the pool stick, not out of his hand but to a point where he couldn't move it. "Now teach me Justin."

Justin looked at her and fisted his hands. This girl was starting to really get under his skin. "I couldn't care less if I was the son of Thantos." He grabbed her arm and pulled it off the pool stick before taking it. "I hate everyone so don't feel special. Its not that I don't think about others it's that I don't show weakness." He the started to play again. Mirabell was just trying to push him until he snapped. Usually everyone would leave him be because he seemed to be edgy and waiting for a fight. "Now you can ask someone else more willing to teach you," he said right as he started to aim for another ball.

Mira looked around the room, she wasn't going to back down. She didn't want to. So when he turned his attention to the pool table she climb up, and sat in the corner of the pool table. "I have nothing better to do." She repeated. "So you don't teach me, that's fine I'll just follow you around till the end of time. I'll be this annoying girl that you'll see at least every day. I'm not scared of you. The worst thing you could do right now is try to punch me." She started pulling of one of her gloves. While doing so anyone could see that the skin underneath was really pale, almost like they never have seen sunlight. "And if you try and do that, all I have to do is touch you and you'll be sick. You may even die. So I'm perfectly fine here on this pool table bothering you, Justin." Mirabell put her glove back on and waited patiently for his reaction.

Justin looked at her and then smirked. He took the pool stick he had and ignored her threat. He knew better then to hit a girl and his mother before she died told him that. "Fine then. Follow me around but what you see won't be held against me." He went back over to the rack of pool stick and put the one he had back on it. Without looking back at her he slipped off his jacket. His buff tan arms were released out of the constricting sleeves of his jacket. Talking his sleek black leather jacket off and over to a coat rack, his shirt was a light gray color which was surprising. He then slipped off his boots and took off his shirt. Justin wasn't a shy guy so showing skin to this unknown girl was the least on his mind. Then then went over to the mini fridge and grabbed a soda. He was in great shape for nineteen and seemed to be like military or something.

Mira felt victorious and leaned back and crossed her legs on the pool table, but as soon as Just started to remove articles of clothing, she was left with a mixture of surprise, confusion, and a little bit of attraction. Mira let out a mix between a cough and a laugh, "Uh... What are you doing? I mean no judging at all, but what are you doing?" This was not the reaction that Mira was expecting. Maybe a little bit of anger, and then Justin storming off. But now Mira seemed to crack a little into the perfectly sculpted boy. Did she mention his muscles? No. Well... Words don't exactly do justice. "Hey ... Can you hand me one of those? Dr. Pepper if they have it." She smiled back at Justin, and slightly turned her fuzzy red socks side to side.

Justin looked at her then at the fridge. He shook his head and sat on the counter above it. This meant she had to get it and when she did her face would be level to his crouch. "You have two hands and two feet," he started then smirked. "So get it yourself." He knew exactly what he was doing and it wasn't from his ego. The guy liked being alone because it was easier to not show weakness. Mirabell could think she won but that was wrong because Justin had ways of getting under people's skin. He could completely undress and just lounge around like that or even make her get so close but not able to touch him. He also knew he had the body of a model so girls liked to stare even though he didn't usually share their fond stares. The guy was like stone and you couldn't get blood from a stone.

Mira tilted her head to the side and gave Justin a confused look. Okay either he is bipolar or she broke him. But she didn't fret on it. "That's okay I don't need it that badly. You wouldn't think it by just looking at it, but this pool table is surprisingly comfortable." Mira laid fully back, pushing the rest of the pool balls out of the way. "So since we are going to be spending a bit of time together, why don't you tell me a bit about yourself? Maybe your dreams your fears. You know the deep stuff?" Mira wiggled her eyebrows even though he couldn't see her face fully.

Justin leaned against the wall and watched her. He didn't find it as a bad thing to be eye candy. He thought about it for a moment. What could be tell her that no body knew. His mom died when he was eight? He wanted to be a pilot like his mom? "I don't think you have the right to know anything about me," he said before taking a drink of his soda. Mirabell would have to try harder then that to get him to talk. She also had to think of better plans because he knew ways to get around her. Thinking he made it look like an accident when he dumped his soda on his jeans. "Oh god!" he said to himself. He was quick to stand up and strip his pants off. He was left in his boxers and walked over to the closet. He knew there was some shorts in there.

Mira slightly sat up so she could see his face. "I was just teasing, and something tells me that in time..." she trailed off as she started to see him remove his pants. Her eyes went wide and her face started to burn. "Umm... So... Yeah..." She was all flustered so she thought it best to lay back down on the pool table so she didn't have to look at him. That's better, now she could think clearly. That was the most she's ever seen when it came to boys. Sure she dated in high school, but she was only there for freshman year, and she never kissed either. So this was all too new to her. Mira did her best to calm down, so she tried to change the subject. "So... uh if your by yourself all the time, what do you do?"

Justin smirked when his back was to her. He knew he could cause that reaction but he wanted her to know he wasn't gonna be a gentleman. He was fifteen before coming her so he dated, done some thing, and was a guy. "No thing tells me that," he said and looked at her. He then went over to the air hockey table and simled. He did love air hockey and was good at it. "I work out, come here, and if I feel like it I go to the lake and skinny dip." He looked at several to the game tables and smirked. He did used to go to an arcade when he was younger. "I'm not gonna change what u do for you to be around so I'd advise you not to follow me.