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Drew looked back longingly at the Aphrodite cabin. How did she get into this mess? This was her hundredth blind date, and her cabina mates, even Piper, told her that her fecha would be a hot guy. She had prepped so much for this date, buying a cute new dress with a tiffany & co. necklace, along with Gucci pumps. Her hair was pin straight to perfection, and her makeup was perfect.

Her cabina mates pushed her along into this old shed, where they promised that this was the right location for the blind date. Drew was hoping some pedazo, hunk like Taylor Lautner would come along, but no such luck. The person sitting across from her at the rickety old mesa, tabla in the shed was some guy from the Roman Camp, and his name was Octopus o something.

Oh, and he was no Taylor Lautner. Drew was disgusted por his appearance. All of her good looks for nothing! Honestly! She should have wasted her money on someone else, not this Octopus guy.

Drew could tell he was also unhappy that he was in here, which she hated. Guys were supposed to dig her, not loathe her. Honestly! She wished she could get out of here away from this Octopus, but the door of the shed was locked, probably done por her cabina mates.

Drew sighed and looked at this person named Octopus again. At first, when he came in, she saw his blonde hair and immediately sat up straighter, but when she saw his whole body, her shoulders slumped and her smile turned into a frown.

Sure, this guy had blond hair, but he was no Alexander Ludwig. For instance, his blond hair was dirty and oily (such a turnoff for her). And, guys were supposed to have biceps, but this Octopus had puny little arms, probably skinnier than her own.

Second, he was wearing a bedsheet, which he called a toga. Honestly, a bedsheet?! So last millennia. Who wore those anymore?

Finally, he brought a stuffed teddy oso, oso de with him. What kind of eighteen año old guy still brought his toy from Kindergarten with him? Worse, he was holding a cuchillo and killing it, tearing out the stuffing with an evil grin.

Drew couldn’t take it anymore. She needed to get out of here, o at least make the guy decent so she could have her hundredth blind date, which was supposed to be special.

She cleared her throat. “So, Octopus—“

Octopus glared at her. “The name is Octavian, graecus.”

“Whatevs. I can call tu Octopus if I want to.”

“Yes… Yes tu can…”

Drew smiled. Her Charmspeak worked after all on this guy. “I need to get out of here. The door is locked—“

“And what do tu want me to do about it?” Octopus scowled.

Drew batted her eyelashes. “Why don’t tu break it down for me?”

Octopus/Octavian seemed confused for a second, and Drew smiled triumphantly. Then, he scowled. “If I break it down for you, tu have to kiss me.”

Drew was mortified, her mouth in an O shape. “What?! No. Way. First off, your lips are chapped and I can’t kiss a chapped lip, that’s like, a sin. Second, you’re not hot, I only kiss hot guys. Third, I don’t want to kiss you!”

Octavian shrugged. “Suit yourself. That just means that tu are stuck in here forever with me, unless someone else opens the door.”

Drew was horrified. She wasn’t going to kiss someone who did not have Zac Efron looks.
But she was thinking, which she never did. If she could Charmspeak Octopus in the end to not kiss her…

“Alright. tu have a deal Octopus.”

He scowled. “I told you, graecus, my name is Octavian.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Why do tu even want to kiss me anyways?”

Octavian thought for a moment. “Well, I never had my first kiss, and tu are decent looking since tu are a daughter of Venus—well, Aphrodite. Plus, this will stop the other people in my Cohort from bothering me about besar someone, so I will get it over with.”

Drew was disgusted. Using her for someone’s own benefit, not because they actually wanted to kiss her? She was not going to kiss someone who made her think of an Octopus; she would make sure her Charmspeak would work on him.

“Well, what are tu waiting for? Break down the door!” Drew exclaimed to him, impatient.

Octavian stretched out his arms and legs, cracking his knuckles. Drew rolled her eyes; he was obviously trying to mostrar off to her how “strong” he was.

Octavian/Octopus went to the very far back of the room, and then ran to the door, kicking it. He yelped in pain but managed to make a small hole in the door, and Drew rushed over to the hole, grabbing a chair in the shed and started making the hole big enough so that she could escape.

Octopus glared at her. “I broke down the door, so what about my kiss, graecus?”

Drew smiled sweetly at him. “Maybe siguiente time, tu really don’t need a kiss now, do you?”

Octavian looked momentarily confused, but his face turned into a smirk. “I see what tu are doing. I have heard of some Aphrodite children charmspeaking people into getting what they want, but that won’t work on me. We made a deal graecus, and tu ought to keep it.”

Drew was fuming. She wasn’t going to kiss this guy for her life. She suddenly heard giggling coming from behind her and whipped around to see her cabina mates, even Piper, watching the scene.

“Go on Drew, kiss Octavian. tu know tu want to.” Piper told her, and Drew could tell she was Charmspeaking her, but her voice was so strong, so confident, that even Octavian started to come closer to her.

Drew tried to shake her head to prevent him from besar her, but apparently Piper’s charmspeaking worked better than hers, because the siguiente segundo she knew, his lips were on hers.

Drew heard laughing behind her and a click of the camera, and then hastily pulled away from Octavian. She glared at her brothers and sisters, but they ran away and left her alone with Octopus, who looked confused and had a evil grin plastered on his face.

“Guess I got my kiss. Octavian always wins.” He grinned at her, and Drew was disgusted. She slapped him in the face and stalked off in her thousand dollar Gucci shoes, wasted for nothing.