The Lucky One (Ethan)

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Oh gods. Pixie groaned to herself as she stared into her mirror in the cabin leader bathroom. Her hair wasn't cooperating and she couldn't seem to find the right outfit. She was stressing out about this date with Ethan. She knew she shouldn't since he was such a nice guy and she felt comfortable around him, but she hadn't gone on a real date in such a long time.

Walking out of the bathroom, and checking her watch, the daughter of Aphrodite noticed that she didn't have long before Ethan would come and get her and she wasn't even out of her pajamas yet and her hair was up in a messy bun still.

Soon enough, Pixie had picked out a cute pair of skinny jeans, a flowy lacey shirt, a cropped leather jacket and some boots. It was a little chilly outside, even with Mr D fixing the weather so the strawberries would continue to grow. She quickly fixed her red hair into a neat bun ontop of her head. The daughter of Aphrodite picked up a thin scarf as she passed her bed when there was a knock at the door.

Her smile brightened as she tightened the scarf around her neck and reapplied her lip gloss before opening the door. Her worry melted away when she saw him. "Hey." Pixie said softly with a bright smile.

OUTFIT

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Ethan was up bright an early, haphazardly tossing on a pair of sweats that he normally wore when jogging, coupled with a hoodie over the bare skin of his chest. He wasn’t concerned about appearance just yet… Though that wasn’t to say that in his messy-haired, wrinkle-clothed state he was unattractive. It was quite the opposite really, and yet, due to what he had planned, he was unaware of the glances that several girls tossed in his direction on his walk over to the stable. In the following hour, he hosed down his Pegasus mare, brushed out her mane and tail, and polished up her equipment. All of this he did with the air of a boy taking care of a car, making certain in was detailed, cleaned, and well-maintained. Only when he was done did he return to his cabin.

This was the time when he paid actual attention to his appearance. Hopping in and out of the shower, Ethan set to artfully gelling his hair. Skipping a shave, satisfied with the look that stubble gave him, the son of Heracles set dressing to perfection in a way which rivaled many of the Aphrodite boys. Wearing a pair of black jeans with a sort of rustic grey wash on the front of the legs, he tugged on a tighter fitting tee shirt of a dark green color. It accented his skin and hair color to perfection, and served to bring out the hints of green to his eyes. Grabbing a leather jacket, he settled it over his shoulders, before sliding on a pair of simple, darker shoes to match. Once Ethan was satisfied, he set off, and soon reached, the beautiful Aphrodite girl’s cabin.

Knocking, he was pleased when she answered the door after only a moment. That million watt smile nearly had him grinning like a schoolboy. “Hello, Pixie. Might I say… You look fantastic. Ready to go?"

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Pixie tried not to blush at Ethan's greeting, though getting compliments always had that effect on her. It didn't matter that throughout her life she'd always been called pretty and even beautiful by her father's friends and models, it always made her blush. She tucked a few loose strands on hair behind her ear, trying to hide the faint redness of her cheeks until they calmed down.

At his question, the daughter of Aphrodite looked up, brown eyes finding his as a smile found her lips. "Just a minute." She replied, holding up her index finger to indicate it, before turning around and walking back into her cabin to her vanity table, leaving the door open behind her for Ethan to follow her in if he wished.

Quickly, Pixie picked up her lip gloss and applied another layer before placing it back down, checking her hair and outfit once more. Satisfied with how it looked, she turned back towards him, her smile back. "Now I'm ready." The daughter of Aphrodite assured him as she started back towards the door.

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The blush caused a rush of pride to swell in his chest. It was a sort of feat, getting an Aphrodite girl to blush. He wasn’t thinking of her in the sense of a conquest, but it was still pleasant to see it happen. Most of them seemed so used to attention… He’d be lying to himself if he said this wasn’t a good thing, seeing that.

When she turned her back, and left the door open in silent offering, he took a couple steps forward. Standing just inside, he watched her with something of a fond smile, before his eyes lingered on her perfectly glossed lips as she returned. “Alright then.” When she met him by the door, he gallantly offered his arm. “Shall we?” He rested a hand on the doorknob, awaiting her to take his arm.