Thought of You (Chloë)

[David Davis]

Why should we fight the feeling

[/size][/font][/i]



Let's just live in the moment[/size][/font][/i][/center]

David hadn't had a relaxing day in a long time. One where he just hung out at the beach and relaxed on the shore. But of course, when he got to the beach, it was crowded as hell. Figures. The one day that camp seems nice everyone decides to go. Wanting, for the first time in a long while, some peace and quiet. He left the beach and walked over to Canoe Lake. He could still lay out here and the only people were some campers out in the middle of the lake rowing their canoes and laughing. Much better than the kids running back and forth and getting sand all over you.

He smirked at this, but had a weird feeling in his stomach. He couldn't help feel that something was off today. Then again, this was a time when he wanted to be AWAY from people. That was super rare. He looked around for a moment before laying out the blanket he had brought for the beach. He didn't need it as much here, but still sand could bug bare skin. With that, he took off his shirt, not caring if anyone saw and let himself fall back onto the blanket. His hands fell behind his head as he lay out on his back enjoying the sun.

His eyes closed behind his Ray-Bans as he settled in with a little sigh. Just relaxing was nice. He let the worry about sick people slip his mind for a while as he sat there. He drifted in that half unconsciousness while lying there. He couldn't help smiling to himself though, thanking his mom for how little it took for him to get ready. All he had to do was really think of the hairstyle he wanted. After a couple minutes of messing with it, it would end up perfect and stay perfect. No matter what happened. Well, that was a lie.

If there was a strong enough win, or it got wet it would change. But, not that much since he didn't let it get that long in the first place. But his sister spent HOURS in the bathroom. He didn't know if every girl did that, some seemed like it, but others seemed like they just rolled out of bed. Like that Summer chick. She was sort of cute, but David was sort of scared to go after her since her brother was a Big Three. Sure Mitch wouldn't hurt him, but Mitch probably wouldn't even let Summer near David. Plus, Summer wouldn't come near him anyways. That wasn't her. He opened his eyes and rolled over to lean on one arm as he looked at canoe lake thinking of the different girls in camp and wondering if he would ever really DATE one.

His eyes scanned the shore line, just skimming over the water. Nothing was unnatural or different. It was just the calm relaxing soft laps of the waves against the shore. He sighed in contentment, but was starting to get slightly bored. It was too quiet and now he was slipping back into himself. The guy who liked to be around crowds. What had he been thinking? The beach was way more exciting than this. Especially if he was alone here. But wait. He wasn’t. Had started to get up when he saw a girl coming towards him. Well, she could’ve been coming towards him or the canoe lake, but he was going to catch her before she got too far if she wasn’t coming to him. A flirty smile fell upon his lips, and he licked the bottom one for a second once again remembering what he was wearing and if it was good enough to be in front of this girl. This girl named…Chloë Black. Frank Black’s younger sister.

Still, it didn’t matter. As what he was wearing was fine. He wouldn’t have gone out of the cabin if it wasn’t. He set a smile on his face as he stay lying on his blanket waiting for her to get closer.

Though it's infatuation
I'm good with that

[/size][/font]

Outfit here
Hehe oh this should be fun ;D
677 words
Lyrics: Thought of You by Justin Bieber[/center]

[Chloë Gabriella Black]

The first thing that Chloë always did when her eyes fluttered open at an ungodly hour of the morning was look out the window and check the sky. This morning, there had been zero clouds for the first time in who knew how long. And now, at midday, the sky was a rich and light blue without a cloud in sight. Chloë had originally been wearing an outfit involving a leather jacket but, much to her irritation, she was swearing profusely and she could practically smell all that oil in her dark hair. After lunch, she had run to change into a short black dress with a slouchy sort of sweater over it. It wasn't the best, Chlo would be the first to admit it, but it wasn't completely slobby either.

She had been wanting to go to the beach for days now. The salty smell in the air soothed her, as did the feeling of sand against her skin. After spritzing on some perfume, she clomped (hey, those boots were heavy!) over to the beach. She spent several minutes building a drip castle, letting the wet sand fall between her fingers into a pile. But she felt like an idiot sitting there alone like a seven-year-old on the beach, and her butt was probably covered with sand anyway. Getting up and brushing herself off, Chloë was about to just take a walk when she saw him. And better yet, he was already looking at her!

That he was David Davis, the Aphrodite boy that Chloë had secretly admired from a distance for several months now. She wouldn't exactly call it a crush, but she liked talking to him and everything. He was cute and wasn't afraid to do some pretty weird things, which Chloë kind of liked about him. And it looked like he was working on his tan or something, which made Chloë want to go over even more now. And so she did after lifting her hand in a small wave. "Hey," she said, smirking slightly as she made her way over to him. "What's up?"


ooc; unarguably the crappiest post ever.
outfit

[David Davis]

Why should we fight the feeling

[/size][/font][/i]



Let's just live in the moment[/size][/font][/i][/center]

David raised his eyebrow at her and smiled a charming little smile when Chloë started to walk over. He gave a wave back and lifted himself up into a sitting position. "Hey yourself." His smile had turned into a smirk as he looked at her. "Just relaxing and tanning on the lake here for the first time in months. The beach was way to crowded to do this. What about you?"

He pushed himself off the ground for a minute and turned the towel sideways. Sitting back down, he patted the now open spot beside him on the towel. His legs stuck out in front of him on the sand, but he didn't mind. Not really anyway since he hasn't gone in the water yet. His sunglasses were still on, which meant that his eyes were hidden from her view. So he took the time to look her up and down.

The black dress she wore looked really good on her. But the boots probably were getting either hot or heavy. Or both since it looked like she had dragged them a bit while walking over here. One thing for sure, they weren't made for the sand of beach or lake. His eyes roamed back to her eyes and he smiled again. Taking off his sunglasses, as he was looking away from the sun anyway, he leaned back slightly on his hands. Tilting his head to the side and towards her he spoke again.

"Take off your boots and relax. Enjoy the sun."

[/b] He said with a wink. After a couple seconds of thinking he raised an eyebrow. "Are you going in the water in a dress, or do you happen to be wearing a bathing suit underneath?" There was a hint and ghost of a knowing and playful smile on his lips. Who knew what David was thinking. Besides his maker of course since she writes everything down. He could've been plotting to throw her over his shoulder and run into the lake. He could've been plotting this, but you never knew.

His eyes flicked to the lake water and back to her again. Either way, depending on how she answered his question, this could be really easy. She looked light enough. The dress helped this factor though since black made everyone look slimmer. But then again, she had always look on the tiny side. He didn't mind this, he liked this about her. He liked when girls were shorter than him, even if just by an inch. It was really something given how short he really was. Lets face it. 5'8" is sort of short for a guy. Especially one who was nearing the age in which he would stop growing. Wasn't that like 18 or 21? And he was already 17! If he stayed this short, he didn't know what he would do. [/size][/blockquote]

Though it's infatuation
I'm good with that

[/size][/font]

Outfit here
Maybe this bring back muse?!
498 words
Lyrics: Thought of You by Justin Bieber[/center]

[Chloë Gabriella Black]

He was so beautiful, honestly. Chloë was so lucky that he didn't run away screaming when he saw her; well, that was how she saw it. "Just wandering," she said shortly in response to his question before running her fingers through her slightly tangly black hair. Why hadn't she thought to brush it more thoroughly? A few more strokes wouldn't kill you, she silently chided herself before realizing how ridiculous she was being. Surely, whether or not she had brushed her hair a bit more thoroughly wouldn't make a significant difference to him. And then, before she could think about the matter any further, his voice pulled her back to earth. She stared at the corner of his mouth that had uplifted into a smirk. He had this way of doing that that made her heart stop and beat impossibly fast simultaneously. How ridiculous it was, and yet, Chloë couldn't seem to make it stop.

The descendant of Morpheus obliged when David patted the spot beside him on the towel, sitting down, hugging her legs close to her. It was then, shortly after he'd spoken, that she realized how hot and sweaty the boots she had hurriedly picked this morning really were; and so without a second thought she kicked them off to reveal embarrassingly pink socks, which she quickly removed. "I am enjoying the sun," she smirked at him as she surveyed every inch of his face. "Oh yeah, I've got a suit. 'Course." Laughing slightly, Chloë turned to face him fully. Damn, Frank was going to kill her if he got wind of how she felt about him. An Aphrodite boy, but oh, to her he was much more than that label. "You going in the lake?"


ooc; sorry this took so long!
outfit

[David Davis]

Why should we fight the feeling

[/size][/font][/i]



Let's just live in the moment[/size][/font][/i][/center]

While she stood, David continued to examine her. How could he not? She had a beauty to her. A true beauty. His sisters spent hours in front of the mirror. And sometimes it got annoying. Sure he would spend a fair amount of time in front of it perfecting his hair. But he didn't get why they wore so much makeup. He liked the amount Chloë had on. It was perfect for her. And then her hair. She it looked a little imperfect, but to him it didn't matter. And he couldn't help but give a cheeky grin as she ran her hands through it and say down.

She quickly removed her boots after he commented on them only to reveal bright pink socks which she then removed as well. Pink. Of course it was pink. She seemed like a girl who would wear a little bit of pink now and then. He smiled a bit more broader before he turned to look at the beach. He could feel her eyes on him though so he turned back to stare at her. His eyes caught her dark brown and he couldn't help but try to find the pupil as she spoke to him. "Good. Everyone should. In fact I think everyone is. I could've sworn even the Athena and Ares cabin looked empty when I passed them by." He gave a small chuckle before she commented about wearing her bathing suit.

"Perfect." He thought to himself. He nodded when she asked him about going to the lake. "Of course. That's why I'm in my board shorts." He knew he should be careful. He was stepping onto dangerous territory by flirting with Frank's sister. He thought he could at least hold up against him for awhile. But he wouldn't want to fight him. What was wrong with a little harmless flirting? If he wasn't a child of Aphrodite, he wondered how the other boy would feel about Chloë talking to David.

He bumped into her softly with his shoulder before speaking. "Do you care if that dress gets wet?" He waited for her to speak or keep it on or take it off before getting a mischievous little glint in his eyes and on his smile. Then without speaking he jumped up, picked her up bridal style and ran into the water. When he got there, he went until it was up to his waist before turning around and falling backwards with her. As he fell, he let go of her slightly so she could push away and balance herself if she didn't want to get her hair wet.

As he came up, he laughed and waited for her reaction.

Though it's infatuation
I'm good with that

[/size][/font]

Outfit here
It's fine
469 words
Lyrics: Thought of You by Justin Bieber[/center]