That jerk! You thought. Ever since you had come to camp Jupiter with the other Greek demigods, that moron Octavian would make your life miserable. When you first met him you had decided to try and get on good terms with the weird augury kid. But he just returned your friendly (massive air quotes on friendly, you had annoyed the hell out of him) gestures with snarky comments and sarcasm. So now you were enemies. Today you were yelling at him about something or another that he had done to piss you off, and he was just listening to you with an expression that said “whatever”