The Courtyard

Oli walks out of his cabin, just waking up. That would be normal if it was a reasonable time of day, but it was around 3 in the afternoon. "Good job Oli..." He yawns as he walks out of his cabin. He was up late last night doing what a normal Athena kid does if they aren't asleep, and that was read. The summer sun blasted him with bright light, and he cursed to himself in Ancient Greek as he walked. Without a second thought, he found a bench near the Athena cabin, and sat down. It had actually been a couple of days since he'd been out of the cabin without a normal reason like eating, among other things. He kept to himself, and he promised himself that he would never go to the forest again, not after he got himself lost for 7 hours. That day was the worst. He almost gave up on life and decided to become a bearded hermit and live there for a while. As he thought back to that day, Oliver looses himself in thought, leaning back on the bench. Before he knew it, Oli falls asleep, his head leaning back on the bench, and he snores.

Oli wakes up with a jolt. What was he doing again? Oh yeah, finally getting a life outside of books. He turns his head to see what had woken him up. "Huh? Oh, hello." Oliver says in a tired voice to this girl next to him. She was lucky he was a light sleeper, or else he would have just kept sleeping and snoring. "What do you need?" He asks.

"I didn't intentionally fall asleep out here, I just kind of...drifted off. And sorry about the snoring, I didnt get much sleep last night, on account of me reading. I'm Oliver, nice to meet you." He explains, and introduces himself. Before he knew it, he was making deductions in his head as to who her godly parent was. He always was doing that, making deductions. "Blonde hair, but black eyes...." He mutters to himself. Most Aphrodite kids had blonde hair, but blue eyes....Who is her godly parent?

"Oh, sorry about that. Well Aisling," he begins, sounding less tired than before. "If you don't mind me asking, who is your godly parent?" He questions. How old was she too? She seemed around his age. Maybe 15 or 16. This was the process he went through every time he met another half blood. She seemed friendly enough, so why not make a new friend? This could be a good experience. Since he didnt really quite get people, he could learn how to function without coming off as a goofy, way to smart, teen.

Oliver thought for a second. She didnt seem to fit in the the crowd of nightmare gods, or gods of death kids. "You don't really seem to fit in with the crowd of your siblings, and that's cool. Being unique, not following the crowd. I like that." He says. It was something he could never do, because all Athena kids were bound to be smart or another way of saying it, being giant nerds.

"Athena." He simply states. She put her legs on his lap, but he didn't mind. Maybe she was just stretching or something. Athenians were always nerds, so hopefully she wouldn't just leave him and call him a nerd, dork, or anything of that manner. He wasn't like his siblings, he was too "eccentric" as one of them put it, which was a nice way of saying he was a lunatic, a madman, or a highly functioning sociopath.

"Really?" He asks. That wasn't what he usually heard. What he usually heard was "You're crazy." "Thanks, you don't really seem like an underworld kid. A lot less, gloom and doom." Oli tells her. Under world kids were always gloomy, especially that kid of the big three, Nico. He was always gloomy.

"Don't be sorry. And definitely don't be sorry for being yourself." Why would they do that to her. All these cuts from her own siblings? This didn't just make him angry, it made Oliver furious. People needed to cherish family, because you never realize what you have until it's gone. And that's what happened with his dad. Tears, they were about to flow from her eyes, something he observed when she talked. " He wanted to hurt them, make her siblings pay for what they did to her. "Give them a reason to hate you, or I'll give them a reason to hate me." He states.

"Listen, aren't you tired of being hurt and picked on by them? I don't think you should treat family like that, and trust me, I know. I took my dad for granted, and then tossed around the world like a football. My family despises me, that's why I made a new family with my siblings here..." Oliver sighed and laughed a small bit, but not like a genuine laugh, more like a sad laugh. He sighs, then picks up his normal and cheery attitude. "I suppose you're right, I shouldn't do anything brash." He says with a grin.

Oliver saw she was done with this topic, it probably brought up bad memories. She didn't seem the person for conflict or fighting, and she seemed too nice to hate them. "You know...For what I know about you, you don't deserve this. You're too nice of a girl for this. Those gothic underworld kids in your cabin are jerks." He simply puts it. They always kept to themselves, but he never knew they would do something so messed up as cut and scar a girl in her sleep.

"Why would I wish I didn't say it?" He asks, puzzled. It's not like anything bad would happen just because he said a couple of words to her. "And if I'm the only person who said something like that, then there's something seriously wrong with the rest of the campers." Oliver tells her.

"Just because you have a little flaw doesn't mean someone can just abandon you." He says. Hell, half of his family did that to him on his way here, so he wouldn't do it to someone else, that was for sure. "Friends are supposed to stick by your side no matter what."

"We'll then, I'll be a real friend to you, that okay?" This girl had been through enough crap in her life, so why not help lighten it up a little bit? It's not like he would just up and abandon her. True friends stick together, no matter what, and that's exactly what h was gonna do.