When doves hit the sun

Jackson brushed his soft blonde hair away from his face as he held onto the neck of his acoustic guitar, slowly and carefully retuning the instrument after it had become untuned. His blue eyes were focused on the metallic strings, taking care in perfecting the tune.

Mostly, he was just trying to distract himself, calm himself down from what had happened at the beach. After the depressing talk with Cassie about their relationship, he wasnt sure what to think. In fact, he remembered going to the lake to talk to his old friend....but how he got to the deserted music room was a shock to him. The loneliness was strangely comforting though as he strummed the guitar in his hands, listening to find the perfect tune.

His orange camp shirt covered his torso, fitting tight agains his young form as some khaki shorts covered his thighs. He was pretty handsome, but then again most of the Apollo cabin was.... Though Jackson wasnt that known for looks, regardless of being a minor celebrity worldwide..,his fame was more concentrate into the Midwest of the United States. 

Eventually, the blonde had finished the delicate tuning of his beloved guitar and began to strum a note, then another....soon blossoming into a song. "It's nine'oclock on a Saturday....regular crowd shuffles in...." He continued to sing the song; Piano man, until the very end. It was not perfect though, and he would pause once or twice to correct himself.

Jackson looked up startled, suddenly noticing the bombshell of a young lady sitting at a table, listening to him sing. Technically, he should be used to this occurance by now but honestly, he couldn't get over how randomly people came to see him. He could tell she was a child of Aphrodite, only those girls could apply makeup so perfectly. 

"Thank you" He answered, setting his guitar across his knees as he looked at her. "I'm Jackson, who are you?" He asked with a bright smile. He wondered if she was a fan, or just a camper that had heard him in the music room... Either way, he didn't mind the company. 

His blue eyes shined a little bit in the light as he strummed another small tune on his guitar, although he wouldn't sing the song, he could certainly hum 'in the jungle'.

"I think it actually is Cleo" he replied, flashing her a smile as he watched her approach, and then sit down besides him. He could see her much better now, how every part of her clothing and make up only enhanced her beauty...then again, her mom was Aphrodite and he was sure that was part of the reason. 

He was thinking of something to say, something to talk about but his mouth was dry, he just couldn't think of an opening comment! He did recognize her though, he had watched her once or twice before when she modeled, but he only knew her by reputation, this was his first time up close with her. 

"So....you like my music?" He finally asked, watching her move her foot.

He noticed her shapely legs, and then as he moved his eyes back to hers...he noticed her entire body, every curve she wanted to show was shown, and shown well. "I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed, suddenly feeling bad about not performing for such a beautiful young lady.

"If you would like, I could put on a private concert for you right now Cleo..." He offered, smiling at the child of love... Love. That's why he was feeling a little 'drunk'. Then again.... He cleared his head as he smiled, moving his eyes back down to her foot again, watching it move. It was entertaining for some reason just to watch, but he was listening and listening well to the model.

Jackson nodded "I'll be right back, ok?" He left the music room and ten minutes later he was back, carrying a CD and a player, as well as some sheet music. He sat the stuff down and picked up his guitar again, walking to the middle and glancing at her as he spoke into the microphone. "And this little concert is dedicated to the hottie in the room, Cleo" he laughed and began to sing.


The first song was his most Matabele single, a song about just growin up and enjoying it. He hoped that Cleo liked the song as he closed his eyes and sang.

He watched her dance and grinned, continuing in the song until the very end, and then starting another! He sang three songs for her, before sitting down and taking a drink of water. "Your awesome at dancing!" He exclaimed and grinned, wipin his forehead.


"Want another song or two...?" He grinned, enjoying being on the stage once again, giving a private concert to th model daughter of Aphrodite.

Jackson nodded and accepted his bottle back from Cleo, setting it besides them. "Thank you"

He couldn't help but notice whatever she did with her hair, or her foot or really anything, every distraction she made only enhanced his opinion on that part of her body.

Jackson smiled "it's alright..." Their eyes connected and he blushed, glancing away. He knew he was falling, but he also knew that he still had Cassie.... Ugh! Why did relationships have to be so complex here?

"I don't part much" he said, sad in a way but also happy. He remembered the last time he had gone to a party was maybe two years ago, unless you counted the camp prom.

"I do! I just never get out enough, I'm having problems in my life...." He wondered if he should go into detail, then again she was a daughter of a goddess of love...

"I'm currently dating a child of khione, but I don't think she has interest in me anymore. We talked at the beach but I was interrupted by lakisha...and well, she said she needed to e alone"

He paused for a moment to admire her again "what do you think this means?"

Jackson nodded, heartbroken about the news that Cassie was gone from him...but then again, that left him open for Cleo... He quite liked the idea of dating a model and smiled at her.

"Indeed, I would love to dance with you" He told her, looking at her in a new way, now that he knew he could have her without cheating. A small part of him held back though, common sense telling him Aphrodite girls usually turned men into playthings...but he didn't care, he was caught.

Jackson gently broke away from her and walked over to the radio. After messing around a few channels he finally found some modern music, Katy perry he thought... Well, he didn't know actually. Besides his own music and a few key artists, his music choice was limited. After tuning the radio he walked back to her and once again resumed the dancing stance.


Lao you want to continue the dancing?" He asked, watching her with a smile across his face that could advertise anything, even a sewerage treatment!

OOC: Hey the ad thing was mine, stop copying ;)

BIC: He had the same brilliant smile as his father, Cleo noticed, that could blind you if they reflected the sun too much. She languidly placed her arms on his shoulders.

"I would like to, yes," she smiled. "Only if you want too, of course," she quickly added and batted her eyelids, bringing attention on her eyes.

OOC: ok!

BIC: Jakson grinned and looked into her eye, nodding. "I would very much like to dance with you, it's divine" He told her as he looked into her lovely eyes for a moment before passing his arms around her waist and pulling her slightly closer to him,

"Do you like camp?" He asked, curious if the bombshell was an all year camper or not. He certainly hoped she stayed all year, like him!