Beautifil Girls... ~Open~

[Catherine Adams]

Catherine looked around in the cabin. She sat down on one of the pillows and grabbed diary out of her chest, with her name written on it in gold. It was an anniversary today! Today she has joined the camp for a year. She hadn't learned a lot, because there aren't a lot of people yet. Of course it's hard to discover you're actually a demigod. Catherine looked the day she came to the camp up in her diary. She could remember how surprised she was entering a camp called 'camp halfblood'. First she thought the name of the camp was actually offensive, but she changed that opinion now.

She was happy that she finally found out who her mother was, and it was a shock for her at first. Her mother was Aphrodite. It was no wonder that she couldn't find anything about her mother, she was a Goddess after all. Someone explained to her that that was the reason why she was so pretty, all the daughters and sons of Aphrodite a beautiful. Next to that they are great lovers as well and caring. These were qualities Catherine had possessed since the day she could remember her thoughts. She had heard that the fathers weren't allowed to know who Aphrodite actually was, which explained to her why her father couldn't tell her. He didn't know!

It was getting pretty lonely out here, but she knew for sure that it would be too crowded to think in no time, so she should actually be glad. Besides that she had a whole cabin for her own now. It was a big cabin, with great looks. When she saw it for the first time she never had expected this, everything was pink and beautiful. From the pillars to the pillows. It smelled like great perfume and everything was clean and stylish. She would design her room just like it, if she knew of this place before.

[Aurora Evans]

Aurora's first day had gone quite well! She'd met a couple of people from the camp already. Well... the only people in the camp already. Apart from one. She'd been told that there was another daughter of Aphrodite that had been here for a year or something. Aurora wanted to meet her half-sister for back home she was an only child. As she approached Aphrodite's cabin - light pink gucci suitcase in hand - she noticed that it was absolutely beautiful. VERY pink. But very beautiful all the same. She hesitated at the door, smiled wide and then stepped into the almost deserted hall that would be her new home. She saw the blonde girl on a pillow near her and gave her a small smile. "Hello, I'm Aurora." she said, walking a little closer. "How do we know which bed..." as she said this, she noticed her name scrawled in beautiful gold ink on a chest near the front of the cabin.

"Oh, never mind." she smiled brilliantly again and went to place her suitcase on her bed before turning to face the girl. "So, I guess we're kind of half-sisters." she smiled again and walked over to the blonde girl. She stood there for a moment, realizing that the girl had a diary out. She bit her lip. "Oh, sorry. I didn't realize you were writing in a diary. I'll go unpack my things." she said and walked back to her bed and unzipped her suitcase. Carefully taking out her designer clothes, perfume, jewelry and makeup, she began packing it carefully into the trunk at her bed. She kicked off her high heels at the foot of her trunk and sat on her bed once everything was unpacked.

It was incredibly soft and smelled of the most beautiful perfume. She smiled a little and laid back on the soft pillow. After she'd savored the tremendous feeling of her new bed, she looked over at her personal bed-side table and frowned. It was too bland, bare and boring. She decided to place some of her makeup and perfume on it, just to give it some life. Once she was happy, she crossed her legs on her bed and looked over to the girl on the pillow. She wondered why there weren't many children of Aphrodite. She WAS the Goddess of love after all. Shouldn't that mean she'd have a lot of offspring? Oh well, it wasn't her place to meddle about in her mothers love affairs. She drifted off, wondering what exactly the gods DID, sitting up there in Olympus. Maybe they all just sat around? Probably not. They had important godly duties to attend to. Right?

[Catherine Adams]

Catherine woke up from her writing trance as she noticed that another girl entered the cabin. She had a gorgeous suitcase, pink. It was Gucci, no doubt about that. She always wanted a Gucci suitcase like that, but she got one from Prada instead. Her father had said that Prada suited her better, but she liked Gucci more. She might ask her father a Gucci one on her birthday, but that meant she still had to wait for four months.
"Hello I'm Aurora." the girl said. Finally another Aphrodite girl had come! That was funny because she was just writing about how alone she had been feeling for the past year. She had wondered when somebody would finally join her in the cabin of Aphrodite. She looked up and gave her a smile, but continued her writing. She saw how Aurora looked around, she looked just as amazed as Catherine was on the first day she entered this cabin

"So, I guess we're kind of half-sisters." Catherine stopped writing immediately. That was true! That was so true and she had never ever thought about that. She had a bunch of brothers and sisters she didn't know. How much would there be? And how long would it take for all of them to show up in camp halfblood? "Oh, sorry. I didn't realize you were writing in a diary. I'll go unpack my things." 'It doesn't matter I was done writing anyways..' Catherine said, but Aurora had left to unpack in her new bedroom already. She could imagine how hard it must be for her, coming here for the first time and leaving everything she had known before behind. She closed her diary and put it back in her chest. Slowly she stood up and straightened her skirt. She wanted to see if Aurora was okay, but she didn't want to sound like a curious-want-to-know-everything.

She knocked on the side of the opened door and looked at Aurora. 'Hello Aurora, I'm Catherine!' she said. It's very nice to meet you and I'm sorry for earlier. I didn't expect anyone else to come you see, it's been a year already.' She hoped she didn't invade any privacy. 'It's great that you got the room next to mine!'

[Honey Lovejoy]

"YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE ME HERE WITH THESE!" Honey screamed, at Nathaniel the satyr who was making his way to the Big House. But he was well into the distance and oblivious to Honey's tantrum. "YOU CAN'T MAKE ME CARRY EIGHT SUITCASES BY MYSELF!!" She stopped. No-one was listening. She screamed, long and hard; and felt a little better. She still didn't understand why she was being made to actually lift them herself though. Back home, she had her daddy's servants to do such trivial chores. Hmph.

Out of the corner of Honey's magpie-like eye, she saw a big cabin, much like the rest of the silly old cabins dotted around this dump, only this one... this one was PINK. Her eyes lit up. She tottered up to the threshold in her three inch pink stilettos, and stepped over it. There were two girls already inside it; Honey immediately turned on the charming smile she could summon at a moment's notice.
"Oh, hello!" she tinkled, girlishly. "My name is Honey. I think I'm supposed to be here?" She looked around the big room, content. Ah yes. If she HAD to spend he time at this dump of a Camp, then boy would she love to spend it here. "Yes. This'll do nicely," she decided, mainly to herself. She walked properly into the room, scanning the beds' pretty pink covers, and something glinting gold caught her eye. It was the word "Honey" written in swirly lettering on one of the beds. It was the bed next to the girl who was holding a diary. Honey smiled again, and hoisted hersel onto the bed, kicking her heels off and reclining.
"Hey girls. Nice diary," she nodded at the girl next to her in an almost condescending way. Oh yes, Honey Lovejoy WAS enjoying herself. 'Hm,' she thought, 'maybe I don't have Daddy's servants... but I DO have two girls here. Maybe they'd like to do a couple of jobs for me later on. Yes...' Her spoiled mind was already planning the ways she could rule this place. She leant back on the pink and gold pillow and closed her eyes.

[Catherine Adams]

Catherine heard the screaming voice outside the cabin as another girl approached. It sounded like the girl was very upset about something, was she happy to be here or not? When she entered, Catherine couldn't help but think that this girl was too spoiled. She had eight suitcases and 3 inch pink stilletto's from a brand she couldn't see. She had to deal with her. It was no wonder that she'd end up in the Aphrodite cabin, all the spoiled girls and boys will end up here probably, but she had to let her know who was the boss around here, and that was Catherine herself. She thinks in the first come, first rule manner. And since Catherine was here first, for almost a year now, and Aurora came in second, she thought it was only fair that the new girl was on the third place of authority in this cabin. Third place wasn't bad either. Catherine though that the cabin would be loaded with people soon, and the three of them would make up the rules and such, that wasn't bad at all, was it?

"My name is Honey. I think I'm supposed to be here?" the girl said. She stepped into the cabin and looked around. Catherine saw how the girl approached the two of them. 'Hello, my name is Catherine.' she said. 'This is Aurora,' she pointed at the girl behind her on the bed. 'I do hope that you understand that this is a cabin in camp halfblood and no paradise retreat.' she said, looking at the eight suitcases the girl had brought with her. Catherine tried not be arrogant, because she just wasn't that kind of girl. 'But as long as you know that, it will all be okay! Welcome to the most fabulous cabin of camp halfblood!' she said with a little giggle.

[Honey Lovejoy]

Honey laughed her tinkly laugh.
"Oh! Of course, darling. I was just getting to know this..." she paused, looking out of the door distastefully, "...wonderful... place. I'll just get my stuff," she got up reluctantly from the bed and dragged in two more of her suitcases. They were pink, duh, with a golden "HL" entwined around each other embossed on each one. "These cost Daddy $1000. Each," she boasted, pushing with all her might to get the case across the floor, "but then again, he can afford it. Daddy is very, VERY wealthy." She paused to retrieve another suitcase, panting slightly. Maybe eight suitcases WAS a little excessive. But she just COULDN'T leave ANYTHING behind! Apart from Cruz, her little pink chihuahua (yes, she dyed him, and now he looks SUPER fabulous). Daddy drew the line there.

After all her suitcases had been dragged in, she chose one and lifted it onto the bed with her.
"Look at this girls." She showed them her suitcase. Most of the contents was pink. She pulled out a pink satin minidress, and held it up against her. "It's Lovejoy. A genuine Lovejoy dress. I bet you're all wearing some Lovejoy - it's a TOTALLY fabulously famous brand. And guess what? MY Daddy is the owner. MY Daddy is Cristian Lovejoy, yes, THE Cristian Lovejoy. I know right??" She put the dress back and smiled, smugly.

Everyone at her old school used to wear loads of Lovejoy clothing, and they were all SOOO impressed. She was like, TOTALLY popular, and all her BFFs were so sad when she left. I mean, school was so boring. She kicked and screamed and threw tantrums at her Daddy until he let her have private tuition. It was easy! But now, this was her first time in several years that she'd actually been around people in her age group. And she wanted friends.

Honey surveyed the girls. They would do as her friends, she supposed. Well, not friends, exactly. More... minions? Excellent. Oh yes, when Honey Lovejoy wants friends (or minions), she GETS them. Because Honey Lovejoy ALWAYS gets what she wants.