by Rick Sanchez 3/9/2016, 6:03 am
Aiden woke up to his own music.
Before he slept last night, he'd decided to flick on iMusic or some sort and played his entire playlists. It began with Spirit in the Sky by Norman Greenbaum, and ten hours of other pleasant music. Unbeknownst to him, he kept that track "AND HIS NAME IS JOHN CENA" in the darkest corners of the phone. So at seven A.M, the phond reached the soundtrack and boomed into his ears, which forced him up instantaneously. Aiden immediately tossed the headphones aside and gasped, yet eventually calming himself down.
After dressing himself into dark blue jeans, a Camp Half-Blood t-shirt, a denim jacket, he slipped out of bed and stood up, stretching, before exitting the Aphrodite cabin. The sun shone brightly overhead. The early breeze of half past seven blew all around him. Then his eyes caught a familiar figure with platinum blonde hair. Alice. What was she doing, up so...actually not so early. And then she greeted someone else whom she'd called "Evander".
He trudged toward them, grinning to avoid a conflict. Evander was probably Alice's friend/sibling, nothing to worry about. "Hey Alice."