Reyna thought she hated you. You bickered at Camp Jupiter for years, and you'd never liked each other, until that time in the evening light on the grass. For some reason, she'd been focusing on the way the dim light fell on your lips.

That was two years ago now.

It always haunted her, especially when she was near you. Especially now, when you'd been paired to show around the new kids at camp. She couldn't stop thinking about that stupid night and how the light did actually fall on your lips. But she thought she hated you.

She got snapped back to reality by a new camper tugging on her sleeve.