Lost in books

Vicky sat on a chair with her feet perched on the edge of the table, on the ground next to her but also on the table was a small mountain of books. She slowly turned the page on the current novel which she read, Stalingrad. It wasn't the first time she had read it, she loved history so could always be found with her head in a book somewhere. Sixteen year old Vicky happened to be rather skinny but also an impressive six foot in height. Her hazel eyes peered through her glasses, whilst her soft luscious locks of light brown hair fell down to her shoulders. The day was hot so Vicky wore some light blue demin shorts with a plain white t-shirt coupled with grey trainers. (Which may have formerly been white).

The library was quiet, most of the other campers were out training or down by the beach or lake respectively. Vicky enjoyed the quiet peace in the library, it made reading so much more pleasant. Especially when there were no one to ask her questions or try to talk to her. Though most the Athena kids tried that one, Vicky disliked being interrupted from her reading. She believed it to be quite frankly a rather rude gesture on the part of the person attempting a conversation.

With a large stack of books balanced in her arms, sixteen year old Ariana walked up to the empty seat at the table. Her light brown hair was tightly braided, and she had a slight smile on her face. She didn't want to interrupt the stranger's reading, but it felt just as rude to sit down at the table without asking for permission. "Excuse me?" she asked timidly, "Would you mind if I sat here?" Her soft English accent was quite out of place in Camp Half-Blood.