That's what you get [PRIVATE for me and The Landlord's Daughter]

Sofia stumbled as her feet transitioned onto the soft sand. She looked up from her book, dog-earing her page as she realized she was at the lake.

She chose the spot farthest away from everyone else at the beach, just in case he was with them. Of course, by he, I mean Prince, the poor soul who she was a bit smitten towards. Since Prom night, she'd been thinking about him night and day, trying almost everything to distract herself. The worst part was, she hadn't been able to finish a single sculpture, drawing, story, or thought.

She settled down in the sand, far from the water, and picked up where she left off in her book.

Sofia looked up from her book as she felt someone's gaze on her. She looked towards where she felt the eyes and noticed a familiar face that made her light-headed and dizzy. He was here. She stared, her mouth hanging open slightly. She closed it and looked back down at the sand. She knew it was too late, though. She'd stared so long, there's no way he hadn't noticed.

Now what? Oh, crap, he probably thought she was some Aphrodite idiot. She didn't want to reinforce that by approaching him in her shorts and long-sleeved t-shirt. But she didn't want to act like some Aphrodite snob and just act like he wasn't there.

Her brown hair hung lightly over he shoulder, and she flipped up her sunglasses, quickly making her decision and gathering her nerve. Just act like Tessa she thought, imagining the young character from The Infernal Devices, adorned in her long gowns and strong feminism.

She stood up and half-strutted half-dragged her feet over to where he sat, stopping about five feet away from him and sitting back down. She opened her book and tried to concentrate on the words, but couldn't. She was too aware of how close they were. She sighed and put the book away.

She sat there, listening to the water and birds and various chatter of the camp. Finally, she found some courage to talk, and mustered a simple, "Hey."

OOC: I don't even know where all these words came from. Like, I literally had a 7 sentence post planned out in my head but then I was all like OMG SINCE IS RPING AGAIN so yeah xD

Sofia blushed and looked away, down at the sand. "Really?" She said, a twinge of excitement lighting her voice. "I mean, yeah, me too. I mean, not glad to see myself, but..." she stopped, and her blush began to blush. She looked back up at him, her head still ducked a bit as she pushed her hair behind her ear.

"I...I, umm, wanted to..." What did she want to do? Now, that was the true question. "I...Do you, want to...Maybe, like, go somewhere to..." She said, unsure of how to finish. Gods, was she coming on too strong? "I'm sorry," She said, meaning to apologize for the night before, but it was a bit out of place, so it probably sounded like she was apologizing for her uncertainty of what to say.

Sofia nodded and swallowed quickly. "Okay, then. Life hasn't really changed much. I mean...You know," She said, once again not really sure what to say. "And what about you?" She asked, hoping to divert the conversation towards something she was actually good at, like listening.

"No! No, please don't apologize. The way I acted was..." Justified through worry? Completely unacceptable? "...My own responsibility. I don't want you to feel bad about it. Actually, if you want, we can forget the whole night," She finished, but she knew there were some things she didn't want to forget. Like the way it felt when he kissed her, or the ways his eyes sparkled in the lights of the dance floor.

Sofia looked him back in the eye. Accepting help? Well, that wasn't anything new. She'd had therapists, psychologists, nurses, and all of the like poking around her mind, heart, and emotions for a while. Now, accepting help from a guy you didn't want to fall for, but you knew you already had a sort-of crush on? That was new.

"People have tried to help me before, you know," She said, looking down at the grass and tracing the letters of her name in the grass, over and over and over again. "Nothing's worked. They've all given up on me. And to be honest, I don't know if I can handle anyone else doing the same," It was the truth. She was tired of the rejection, tired of the cancellation of her appointments. She just wanted to sit there and do art and read and write and eventually waste away unnoticed.

OOC: I am so sorry for the delay! Its kind of been the same with the rest of my rps. I had only phone access for a while, so I could only check email and not post, so I kind of lost track of what responses I'd had and hadnt had!

BIC: Sofia smiled sweetly. "If you really want to try, I won't stop you. But if this doesn't work, I'm not trying it again," She sated, looking up through her hair at her last statement. For some reason, she just couldn't say no to him.

At his touch, her insides turned, and her skin got sort-of tingly. Maybe you're just cold. Maybe there's some kind of scientific explanation or something. She knew, though, even as she tried to convince herself of this, that it wasn't true.

"So, what's you're first plan of action?" She asked, her voice whispering through a slight smirk flowing on her face.