kittycatt wrote:John was surprised at the tone of acid in the girl's voice. He quickly complied his face into an emotionless mask. "Chiron wants to see you in The Big House." he hastily said. He was uncomfortably shifting because of her glaring.
Arcadia started at the shorter satyr skeptically, her eyes narrowing and cocking an eyebrow. "Why?" She questioned as she glanced back into her cabin. Maybe he was angry with her. Had she broken some rule? Her heart started to thump anxiously, the worry rising in her chest. Maybe it was because the cabin was so messy... She fidgeted, biting her lip as she turned back to the satyr. "Alright, alright. Fine." She stepped outside, pulling the door closed behind her. "Lead the way, then."
She dragged her feet as they walked, going over what else she could have possibly done. As they walked up to the front porch of the Big House, Arcadia braced herself for the worst. She followed John through the door and through the building until they came to the meeting room, where Chiron and some other camper stood, waiting.
"Uh, hey." She greeted as she walked up to them. Chiron was in his wheelchair, the blanket folded over his 'legs', while the other kid- why did he seem so familiar?- stood at his side, shifting his weigh from foot to foot awkwardly. She furrowed her eyebrows and turned her attention to him, eyeing him carefully until it came to her.
That was the kid she'd ran into earlier. She frowned, looking back to Chiron. "What is this about?" It couldn't possibly be because of that, could it? No one was that sensitive...