Camp... Camp Never Changes... | OPEN

[John Peters]

Camp... camp never changed despite how many times John had come and gone from it. The only thing that really changed was the people. Siblings, crushes, bed mates... all of them came and gone, so there were rarely few friendly faces around here. Except maybe Charlotte, but considering how many times he'd broken her heart, she probably didn't want to see his face again once the rumors got back to her that he was back in camp. But Dawn... he wondered if Dawn was still around.

John had a lot of time to let his mind wonder as he wandered through the strawberry fields. The gazebo was still there, which he remembered was a favorite spot of Dawn's. And how he would tend the strawberry rows so many times whenever he wasn't cabin leader. He sighed to himself as he shook his head and kicked at the dirt a bit. The cabin leader position was vacant, but he doubt any of his siblings, let alone Chiron, would allow him back into power. He kept walking among the strawberry fields as he kept reminiscing about the good ole days.

[Dominic Jaskot]

Dominic felt like he was in a rut. His schedules seemed the same every day, working out, eating, napping, reading, but for what? He supposed this life was better than what he could have outside the camp walls, as there was nothing left for him out there. Camp Half Blood just seemed like a safe place for him, despite all the attacks. Dom only assumed it would be much worse out there, with monsters roaming about.

So, he carried on here, not sure of what else to do with his day. Dom returned to one of his favorite reading spots, the gazebo in the strawberry fields. He could sit in the shade, alone, as no one seemed to wander up there, and when he got tired of reading, he could pick fresh fruit to bring back to his cabin or just snack on the spot.

Nose deep in his new sci-fi book, Dom almost didn't sense the other person approaching his spot in the gazebo. He couldn't tell who the boy was, as his eyes could not adjust to the light that quickly. Oh well, maybe this person would bring him some kind of interest in his otherwise boring routine.

(Dom was bored, he needed a friend XD)

John Peters

[John Peters]

John hadn’t really been paying attention as he approached the gazebo that he wasn’t the only person in the strawberry fields. He kept walking with his hands in his pockets as he approached. He wasn’t really sure what he was doing out here, but out here seemed like only of the only familiar places in camp. But as he got closer, he heard someone. They weren’t talking, but he could hear the pages of a book being flipped. He paused right outside of the gazebo to see a boy with his nose in a book.

John thought about turning away before his presence was noticed. For all he knew, he was interrupting the boy. But at the same time, John wanted to have another face to know around camp. So he stood there awkwardly for a moment or two before he cleared his voice. “Um… hi?”

[Dominic Jaskot]

Dom looked back down at his book, hoping the other guy didn't realize he had saw him. He paid no attention to the other person until he greeted Dom. Looking back up, he met his gaze and replied back. "Hey, what's up." He didn't really say that as a question, more of as a greeting that the other guy could chose whether or not to answer. Dom had no idea where this would take him, but if someone was coming up here alone it was usually because they wanted to be alone, or they were upset in some kind of way. In Dom's case, he was a mixture of both. He had no idea what to do with his days here, and reading seemed like the only pastime besides training.

Closing his book, Dom spoke again. "Aren't you like that model guy who keeps leaving and coming back to camp?" He immediately regretted saying that as the words fell out of his mouth. Idiot. What if that was what was troubling this guy? Dom hated being insensitive, but what was done was done.

[John Peters]

Maybe he was indeed interrupting the guy, but he didn't seem to mind. Or at least let on that John was interrupting him based on his reply. John kept his hands as his pockets as he shrugged his shoulders. "Nothing much, man," he said in response. He glanced around for a moment before he added. "Nice day, isn't it?" He really didn't expect the guy to respond to him. It was just awkward small talk. Maybe they could make it past it to something deeper. Or maybe it would stay small talk forever.

But then the guy apparently recognized him. But not in a not so good way. John laughed as he shook his head a bit. "Yeah. I would be the one. I'm John by the way," he said as he took one of his hands out of his pockets and extended it to the guy as he walked closer towards him.