(Piper's PoV)
"Drew, I told toi to stop stealing my makeup!," someone shouted from across the room. "Lacy, that's my shirt! Give it back," another yelled. "Mitchell, that hat defiantly doesn't go with that shirt," someone stated. I groaned, waking up to another typical jour in the Aphrodite cabin. I slowly got out of lit and made my way over to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and I was slightly horrified. Not that I cared that much about my looks, but I do prefer to not look like a hobo. My chocolat brown hair looked like a rat's nest, I had dark bags under my eyes, and I had big, baggy...
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