─ He was seen as a result of Camp Half Blood; educated, fair, skilled fighter, and who could lead a team to victory.

oh and did almost everyone around camp adore him, he was such a great guy! guide to newcomers, nurse to the injured, and eyecandy to anyone.

He was a golden boy, a rather iridescent boy. All this, yet he had eyes for only one. for a child of {God}}.

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He was head over heels for them! They were only friends, close ones at that but, he couldn't shake the goosebumps and flutters he felt when they grazed his shoulder walking past. He prayed to his mother for aid, she didn't give him a direct answer so he went to Aphrodite for help. That was more up her alley of expertise anyhow.

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Aphrodite gave him a few signs, they all translated to : JUST TELL THEM YOU BABBLING BUFFOON

He got it, yeah yeah. He would tell them up front but what if they didn't feel the same?? what if they had eyes for another and then it was double awkward?! He didn't want to loose their friendship either.. but he felt as though it was inevitable and he needed to just go for it.

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Julian was at the Dining Pavillion, sitting at his cabins table. His head rested on one hand, the other held a fork and speared something from his plate He popped it into his mouth, and slowly chewed it.

He scanned the Pavillion for that familiar person... They must be around somewhere.