Swimming (PRIVATE)

Owen came to the lake, wearing his trunks and sandals. He put sunblock on, waiting for Hilda.

Hilda came to the lake wearing a gray two peices with a towel wrapped around her waist. She walked up behind Owen and kicked him in the back of his knee. "Hey, idiot."

Hilda had surprised him a bit. He flinched a bit, before laughing a bit. "Hey," he said. "So, shall we get swimmin'?"

"Sure whatever." She shrugged and pushed him over before going in the water.

Owen went into the water, chuckling. He swam around a bit, getting his hair wet. "I love swimming," he said to himself, doing a backfloat. He looked at Hilda. "So, tell me some more about Chile. When did you move here? What was your mortal parent like?"

Hilda watched him swim, but kept her arms crossed. "Chile is wonderful. I can't wait to go back. And my dad is great. Thanks for asking." She decided to swim around, relaxing in the shallows.

"No problem- I'm just curious. Visiting Chile one day would be a blast. So, I believe we still haven't had our first official boyfriend slash girlfriend kiss."

"Fine! I'll kiss you if it makes you shut the hell up." She pulled Owen close to Her and kissed him roughly.

Owen kissed her back. He let go. "I feel better. Sort of."

"Good." She said after she broke away. She slapped him across the face and crossed his arms.

"Well, thanks." Owen splashed a it of water.

She giggled slightly and started to swim around the lake, enjoying the nice freshwater and greenery that was growing and around the lake.

"So....what do you think? Just about everything? Like, our dates? Me?"

"You're okay." She answered and pulled her hair back in a ponytail. "You wouldn't be my first choice of a date." She admitted. She kinda imagined herself with a son of Hephaestus or a son of Eriene, but never a son of Hermes.

"Gee, thanks. I didn't take any offense to that at all." He paused for a moment. "Also, who the hell is Eirene?"

She looked at him strangely. "She's the goddess of peace." Hilda answered before going to float on her back.

"I usually am used to getting rejected, especially by you. But why would you go out with me if you didn't like me?" he said a bit coldly.

"You know, not to be a cliche teenager, but, Imma just leave," he said, a bit upset. He got out of the water. "See ya at the mess hall for dinner," he tried to fake a smile. He left with his sandals on.

Hilda sighed and facepalmed before getting out the lake, wrapping her towel around her waist, and heading to her bunk.