[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i]  The Big House -- Camp Half-Blood[/center]
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	Ezekiel was distracted again by the beautiful raven-haired girl when she sat down in front of him. Her knees brushed up against his as she folded one leg over the other. His eyes drifted down, watching the hem of her skirt shift before he quickly looked back at her face. Her eyes were very familiar but they didn’t jog Ezekiel’s memory of this girl at all. She was concerned, it was plain to see and that made the son of Apollo frown. How could a girl Ezekiel had never seen before be so worried for his safety? Did she not realize he was the guy at camp everyone loved to hate. 
	She shifted, her hand going into her shirt and Ezekiel shifted uncomfortably, looking over at Chiron to make sure the teacher saw Ezekiel was keeping his hands to himself and his eyes averted from looking anywhere he shouldn’t. She grabbed his arm and he nearly fell forward due to not paying attention but he managed to catch himself. She slipped a bracelet onto his arm and tied it into place as she explained what it meant. Ezekiel watched her face rather than her hands and had this sudden urge to touch the blush on her cheeks, to feel the warmth there but Chiron pulled him from that urge. 
	He snapped his head back to his teacher when Chiron relayed information of his vision and asked if there was anything else. Enchida. Ezekiel should have known that. Yes, Ezekiel already knew the vision wasn’t a good sign, as for there being anything else... [color=#EEE8AA]”Ya there, uh,”[/color] Ezekiel had to pause and clear his throat as it had gone all weird from the extremely attractive girl sitting so close to him. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat as his body shifted from the rage of hormones. Being fifteen was hard. [color=#EEE8AA]”Ya, Jupiter. When Enchida was talking about her children waiting for Kristin, Janelle and I, she said they, her children, would also make sure that “they don’t make it to Jupiter”. Perhaps we should postpone everyone leaving for Jupiter or send extra precautions,”[/color] Ezekiel noted. 
	Rosie piped up about the new girl shedding and Ezekiel looked back over. The unknown girl’s hair was growing shorter, which in any normal circumstance would be unnerving but this was Camp-Half Blood. Ezekiel was still waiting for the girl to turn into a frog and the kids from Ares cabin or something come around the corner pointing and laughing. As the hair started to shorten, Ezekiel was recognizing more features but he still couldn’t put a name to the face but those eyes, he had seen those eyes before.