Bordeaux, France (private)

Louise looked at Justin and made a superficial smile.

"You're Victoria's half-brother, aren't you?" she recalled.

"Wait, a half-brother? That means.... who is it, do you have the same father or the same mother?" Vianney asked.

"Same mother, I guess," Louise told her brother, "Otherwise we would've already learned of him."

"Better and better," Vianney sneered. "I recall how we used to tell Victoria her mother was just a random b****, but I didn't know it was actually true."

Louise giggled, imitated by Thomas and Vianney.

"Just wait till we tell her that!"

I look at vinney, walk over to him and punch him square in the face. "My mom was not just some random b*tch!!!" I yell and continue punching him.

I get pulled away from Vinney, "Jason, what did it look like I was doing?" I ask Jason.

"Look, Jason, I can put up with bull crap, but when you insult my mom, or my sisters and brothers; you're getting you but kicked." I say and walk to the back door and walk outside and sit on the back porch. I cry.

I look up at my sister, "Vic, they called mom a b*cth." I say, then say, "I bet you would've at least tried to do what I did."

I look back at the ground. "Victoria, you're right. As much as I hate to say it you're right, but some one had to stand up to him." I say.

"Oh, well I'm used to being in trouble so it doesn't matter." I say calmly. I had stopped crying. I stand up and walk inside, staying near the back door.

For some reason, Victoria felt like she was responsible for all this. For Justin's crying. For her cousins's insults. For everything what happened.

She stood up, took Jason's hand and went inside.

When Louise saw they were holding hands, a shocked expression came over her face and she whispered something into her brother's ear, and he too looked over. Victoria knew what they were thinking: 'She has a boyfriend? Like, honestly? Who would want to date her??'
But in fact, it wasn't 'just' somebody, since Jason was outstandingly handsome, more handsome than any of the boys Louise had dated, and probably smarter by far. As Victoria looked at the son of Apollo, she had to acknowledge he had dashing good looks.
And he's mine.

With a smug smile at Louise, she turned into the corridor and made for Justin.

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OOC: We've been stuck in this RP since May or March and I need Vic elsewhere. So yeah, I just skip the two weeks.

BIC:

Victoria was in her bedroom, packing her clothes into her suitcase. She was wearing a white pair of cotton shorts and a grey tank top, a thin brown leather belt wrapped around her narrow waist and a pair of green Chuck Taylor's at her feet. As usually, her clothes were covered in handwritten schemas, formulas, equations and calculations. On her shorts were for example the depictions of the euclidian space, Riemann's space and Lobatchevki's. She found Riemann's the most interesting, since in it, all the lines were secant.
On her top, she had some axioms of Gödel's theorem (she had been thinking about those quite some time, re-reading Gödel's ontological theorem in order to try to find things she hadn't got the first she had read it), a Van-Koch-Snowflake as well as some schemas of the solar system.

In the adjacent room, she could hear Justin and Jason talking and smiled.
The day before, Louise, Vianney and Thomas had left - freeeeedoooooom.
The atmosphere had been very frosty between the two groups of teens, ever since they arrived and Vianney insulted Athena. They had gone to the beach, too, and Victoria recalled with relish Louise's expression at seeing Jason shirtless. They had enjoyed the sea nearly every day, but now it was finished.
Victoria was a bit sad, because she liked being just them three: Justin, Jason and her. But she had to admit she was happy to go back to Camp Half Blood.
Smiling, she stood up and opened the door to the boys's bedroom.

"Guys, are you ready?"