trees are for climbing on.

miles was really jittery and excited. he had been a nervous wreck for the two weeks, trying to get to organize all the stuff. miles was standing in the woods all dressed up -- he was wearing a designer suit and tie, a blue checkered vest underneath, and a white shirt underneath that. if miles did dates, he did them hard. he had gotten permission from chiron to -- wait for it -- build a treehouse for maddy and him. his pair of keys were dangling at his belt, and he was going to give the other pair to maddy later on. behind him the gloriousness was: a 8-square metre large treehouse. the hephaestus kids had helped him build it. a rope ladder was dangling next to miles, and he grinned. it was fitted out with two hammocks, one green and blue, one purple and red (hehe), one table, where a bottle of champagne stood in a cooler, aswell as two glasses ready for use. there was also a few bookshelves stocked with some old poetry books and whatever, but that was only for decoration. he had gotten some strawberrys and griled cheese sandwiches from the aphrodites and demeters. mainly they had only given them to him because, you know, it was for a date, and they all found it totally cute or whatever. there was also a small balcony, which gave you a lookout over basically all of camp. and then, in the same places, was 'maddy was here' and 'miles was here'. he grinned. if that didn't impress maddy, what the heck did? the aphrodites also insisted he gelled his hair up, something that they thought looked hot. he decided to go with thier adivce and gel it up a bit, taming his messy black bangs. buuuuut, in the end, the wind had sorta flattened it all again. miles had also bought a small golden bracelet with a star and a wine glass on it, just because he was stylish and it would add an extra touch of gentelman-ess for maddy if he put it around her wrist all romantic-like. she had to like it. she had to.

miles smiled, and gave her a nod. "you look gorgeous." he said and laughed, ruffling her hair and gave her a wink. he took her hand, fiddled with the bracelet, and slipped it around her wrist. "for you." miles added, smirking. he grinned as he dangled the keys in front of her. "that would be your pair of keys," he said and then patted his belt. "and these ones are mine. got it, girl?" he said and laughed as he began to climb the rope ladder. once he was up, he unlocked the small treehouse door, and grinned as he entered the room. it was really nice and cozy, with a few candles lit, aswell as a bedside lamp stood on the small wooden table with the champagne on it. he pulled out the champagne, twisted the cork opener into it, and pop, the bottle was open and steaming. miles filled the glasses, and grinned at maddy. "so, you said i would get a kiss if i brought champagne. c'mon'en!" he said and laughed, pointing to his cheek mischchievously. he popped a strawberry into his mouth, grinning. "hurry up, i've waited two weeks for this darned kiss, girl!" he said, his mouth full of strawberry. he blushed, embaressed. he coughed, swallowed and starightened up.

miles rolled his eyes. "yeah, duh. i've always wanted to make a treehouse here, so then you came along and I was like, heck yes, i'mma risk it and make one." he simply shrugged and collapsed down into he hammock. he was getting far too hot in the suit, so he slipped off the vest and overjacket, leaving him in his white button down and tie. he yawned once, then took a sip from the champagne. "also; you said you were on set for the past two weeks. you an actress or somethin'? i've never seen you on telly before." he said raising his eyebrows at her. he layed down in the hammock, swinging about happily, singing and humming his favorite childhood songs. mainly spongebob theme songs and whatever. don't judge. he brushed his hair out of his pale face and gritted his teeth. maybe he had gone too far. but if she didn't like it, that was cool with him; he'd just come here on his own occasionally. he grinned. forever alone. he laughed silently. no, she had to like it. "now, do i get a kiss for that champagne or what?" he said and winked.

miles grinned. "absoloutely, my'lady." he sipped from his champagne until the flute was empty, and he set it on the table. miles then softly took hold of maddys arm and pulled her out on the balcony. there were two little beach chairs set up, and he plummeted into one. the wind rushed through his hair, and miles smiled at the view. it was amazing, the sun was already setting slightly, and you could even see a small corner of the beach, the sun reflecting off of the water. you could hear the ares cabin fighting even from here, and miles sighed. "is this cool, or what?" he asked, a mischievious smile dancing on his pale lips. miles stood up from his chair, and stood next to maddy for a while, taking in her sight. she was quite beautiful, in a way that the aphrodite girls couldn't keep up with. and then, out of nowhere, his lips quickly pressed against her cheek in a manner that was so sneaky that she couldn't have possibly seen coming. he chuckled. "and that," he said, "was for putting up with me two weeks ago. and now of course." he said and laughed. "but i'm gettin' rather cold, i'm goin'back in."

miles had sort of dozed off thinking about stuff, like what colour socks he should wear tomorrow. he snapped out of it when maddy asked him something. "what? oh, yeah, yeah. i am. you?" he asked and added a smile to his lips, his eyes fluttering shut shortly after, awaiting an answer. "i mean, there's nothing for me to go home to, other than me mum. she's probably hitting it off with some other dude, nothing that i want to expierience, really." a wave of sadness washed over him. he hadn't seen his mum for atleast 5 years. he missed her, but it was just too dangerous out there, he had realized, and he had lots of friends here. he shrugged the sadness away, and began humming the spongebob theme song again. he looked over at maddy, and everytime her eyes flicked over to him, or near him, he would have pretended he totally wasn't staring. his feet dangled off of the hammock, and occasionally you could hear miles exhale heavily, relaxing. he dozed off, snapping awake again. he blushed. stupid miles. falling asleep on dates. "whaddya wanna do?" he mumbled sleepily.

miles smiled, squeezing her hand reassuringly. "you're gonna do fine." he smiled again, placed one hand on her waist, the other on her shoulder, and coughed, covering his mouth with right hand. "um," he said and laughed. "actually, i'm not the bestest of dancers, yeah, sorry." he said, and began, taking the lead. one step to the right... oops, hit her foot, the other forward.... ooops, hit her foot again... aaaaand once more. he blushed, his eyes flickering over her face. she was pretty. really, really pretty. it was so unfair. "you're pretty." miles blurted out, and his eyes widened. he broke away from the dance, stuttering an apolgy. "i mean - i didn't mean - sorry - i - excuse me - i'm sorry - i-" he gaped at her, the blush unmistakable now.

miles just kinda stared at her for while. she was a pretty good kisser -- no, he was kidding himself. he swallowed. she was more than good, she was just kinda... amazing. his hand slipped behind her neck, his fingers playing with her hair. was he supposed to kiss her? miles was kinda cluless with maddy; most girls were shallow and it was easy to know what they wanted. with maddy... not so much. he just kind of stared at her for some more, before pulling her into a tight hug. he was easily taller than her, so he had to kind of lean down into her shoulder. he breathed in her scent; it smelled of alcohol and a tiny bit of shampoo and perfume. it was nice. he pulled out of the hug and gave her a long kiss -- nothing special, just something to let her know he appreciated her existence. heh. that sounded weird. "gods, you're a good kisser." he finally managed to say, his irish accent overpowering. "we should kiss more often." he said and laughed; he was back to his old self again. he still felt kinda fluttery, but that was okay - it was nice to have some butterflys in his stomach once in a while.

miles smiled at her, and right now, it was brighter than the sun. he kissed her forehead, smiling into the kiss. he pulled her into a hug, and then broke away and turned off the ridiculous music. he poured himself and maddy some more champagne and lifted his hand in a toast. "to you." he said and grinned, wrapping one arm around her. he kissed her cheek and drank the champagne in a quick series of gulps. he wanted to kiss her again, but that'd be too much and he would be a creep. he let his long fingers brush her hair softly, staring absent mindedly out the window into the forest. it was fairly dark by now, really. the stars were sparkling outside, they were almost as bright as miles' eyes. he glanced at maddy a couple of times, but he flicked his eyes away as soon as they landed on her lips.

miles gaped as she pulled a bottle of 'teq' from her handbag. he clenched his teeth. sure, he was an alcoholic, but he mostly just drank beer. he'd have to do it for maddy, though. "um," he muttered. "sure, why not? how'dyou play, eh?" he said, confidence building in his voice as he spoke in soft, stutterish words, irish accent undeniable.

miles just sort of stared at her for a while. "can we just kiss instead? because this drinking game is way to complicated for me." he said and gave her a grin. he shrugged and pulled a card. it turned out to be a four of spades. he seriously had no idea what to do, so he just shrugged once more and took a shot of tequila. it burned down his throat, prickling at his tongue and esophagus, but he just clenched his teeth, shook his head, and gave her a half-hearted wink. he leaned over and slipped her hand behind her neck, his fingers playing with her soft hair. his mouth slipped onto hers, tongue brushing her lower lip. his teeth grazed her inner lip and he smiled into the kiss. she smelled really good; like parties and alcohol and perfume. he broke away, smiling like crazy. "uhm," he said and smiled crookedly. "would it be weird to say that," he hesitated, "that i, uhm..." he sighed, gave her a awkward grin, and continued. "i think i really like you." he said and laughed.

even though he felt a little dissapointed, miles smiled again. he closed his eyes and pressed his lips a little more forcefully to maddy's. sure, she might not like him yet. miles' hand curled into her brown hair, and he didn't want to move ever again. never. he felt like he might just die of happiness right there, because no one would ever like her as much as miles did right now. he breathed in sharply, right arm around her neck, hand playing with her hair, and the other placed firmly on her back, drawing light circles around her spine. "it'll take even more to make you like me, then, i s'pose? i've gott'tah build some'ore of those treehouses, then, won't i?" he said, laughing. "i'm all out, though! all i've got right now are my kisses. want some more?" he asked and gave her a little pout that most girls found cute. probably.

miles grinned crookedly at her. "loompaland doesn't sound all too bad, to be fair." he said, leaning back on his chair. too the bottle to tequila from maddys fingers, took a sip, and let the arm holding it dangle back over the chair. miles straightened his tie and smirked at her as she ran her fingers through his messy black hair. he stuck his tongue out and passed her the bottle of tequila. he stood up, brushing his hands on his trousers. he slumped back into his blue and green hammock, one leg dangling out of it. his eyes slipped closed, tiredness washing over him like a wave of warm water. he mumbled something unintellegible and rubbed his sleepy eyes. "i think i'm going to fall asleep, to be honest with you." he said and gave a groan, and then a soft grin.