@Hawkeye
“No.” Lydia replied shortly, feeling her own pulse quicken.
“No.” Lydia replied shortly, feeling her own pulse quicken.
Trent sighed and fell silent, giving Ophelia and apologetic look.
She shrugged in an effort to let him know it was fine.
Trent nodded, relieved Ophelia was willing to let it drop. He wasn’t sure what to say next, so he tried to change the topic. “Any song recommendations for tonight?”
Sam began to say something but Lydia shook her head and said, “Absolutely not. We banned that song, remember?” And then turning to the other two, “Don’t ask.”
Ophelia raised an eyebrow before answering Trent. "Nothing you would either know, be into, or be willing to do."
“Well that was helpful.” Trent smiled, rolling his eyes. “Good to know I can count y’all if I ever need to make a decision.”
“That’s what we’re here for.” Lydia said.
"You have to have some sort of ideas in your head. Maybe we can just help narrow it down."
Trent’s cheeks flushed pink. “I didn’t think about it too much. I don’t know much about popular music… I uh… I listen to country mostly.”
"So do that. You aren't just playing for others, you're playing for yourself, too." She stated matter of factly.
Lydia smiled, as the other girl had almost taken the words out of her mouth.
Trent’s face went from pink to red. “Well, yes, I suppose so, but… but there will be quite a large audience. I highly doubt they’ll know anything I play. It is a singalong usually…” He trailed off, awkwardly rubbing his arm.
"How long until the campfire?" The wheels were turning in her head, cycling through ideas.
“It’s almost 2 now, and the campfire starts around 7, right after dinner ends.” Trent explained.
"Isn't there a way you could make and pass out copies of lyrics? People would at least have time to learn the chorus."
“There might be a printer in the Big House? I… I really don’t know if Chiron would be a fan of that. I can learn other songs, it’s not a big deal.” Trent mumbled, embarrassed.
"It wouldn't hurt to ask. Plus, you're the one performing, not Chiron."
“Yes, but he is the one who needs to purchase ink and paper.” Trent sighed. “If you believe it is worth pursuing then I suppose it would be alright.”
Lydia smirked. She like this girl. “You know how to pick locks?”
Ophelia nodded, smiling a bit. "I can offer to pay off the ink and paper, anyway. I have enough saved up. And of course I know how to pick locks. It's an important life skill."
Lydia was loving this girl more and more. “We can pay it off later, and I happen to know that there’s a printer in the Big House, first floor, locked room.”
"You can't stay in the Hermes cabin and not pick up the skill. Pun intended." She shocked herself with the attempt at a joke, something she hadn't done in a while.
“Wait, wait! Breaking in is against the rules. They give us a safe place to reside over the summer! This is no way to repay them!”
Lydia thought to herself ‘well, crap.’ As the girl talked. “Are we going or what?”
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