Dance like everyone is watching

Hey Aiden! Oh… Um, just a little visit out to Seattle to visit relatives. It was awful out there- the weather was just plain scary.

Hey, can't be that bad! It's gotta be nice for a change of weather, and well the thanksgiving spirit! 

Phew... Never doing that again.

Lead the way, little brother!

-Aiden led his sister to his room and opened up a wooden bow filled with all sorts of alcohol, from Wine to Vodka to Beer to odd Russian ones- Tadaaaah! I've never really shown anyone the whole thing but hey, my sis deserves a good drink! Feel like havin' anything?

Yeah! C'mon, let's go! TO MY HUMBLE STASH! -Aiden declared, oblivious to the fact that they never discussed where.- Now, I just need to steal the fridge of ice...

Is it bad to have the craving to go out and drink

-Aiden popped his head immediately and almost magically out of nowhere- Drink? Did I hear drink? Hey big sis! I'm here I'm here!

While there are certain perks that come with being the demigod son of the god of desire, there were surely a lot of bad sides to it. One being dyslexia; one of the others the incredibly disruptive ADHD.

Aiden was burying his face down on his notes and pulling his hair, trying to start from the beginning all over again muttering the words when the guy next to him began to shut him up. "Uh. Sorry.. But yeah, I actually do mind, because if I ain't getting this right for the test tomorrow I m so screwed," He tried to lower his voice, whispering back to him. He looked over the guy to see a whole bunch of math, bringing back bad memories of his high school nightmare. Somehow instantly feeling bad that this guy had to do math and Aiden was making so much noise about just Greek.

Working on her project, Madison kept looking up at the struggling boy before her. her mind was too distracted and she knew that she had no hope of finishing her project before today. Therefore, she pushed her laptop to the side and leaned forward to read the boys note. Thankful for having been force to learn Greek when she was recruited by the government.

"Ah!" Aiden jumped when someone leaned in to see his notes, with his peripheral vision only within his messy piece of paper. He blinked at her when he started speaking to him in Greek. Or at least he think it was Greek. Hey, he knew enough to know what was Greek and what wasn't. Or at least he think so. But... "..What?" He still had no idea what she just said. Great, the semester was just going great. "Okay.. uh, I think I know this.. um," He squinted his eyes and thought real hard, embarrassingly leaving the stranger hanging before he finally gave in, "Okay no I don't.."

Aiden sat up a little straighter as he teased at first, "Ooooh a guy. Or.. girl, depends. Both can be equally problematic." But he piped down on it as it probably made her feel worst. "Well," he started once again, fiddling with the glass in hand, "Did he do it out of the blue? Or was there alcohol? because influence under alcohol could be excuse. Or was he being mean to you? I can handle it, c'mon tell who he is and I'll beat him up for ya!" He suddenly jumped onto conclusions and hastily put the glass down, already riled up to go protect his sister.

"I’m doing my job right, then." She grinned. Lili nodded. "Alright, Aiden."

"Job ain't done till I try that Blanquet Ve Deau. ..Did I get that right?" Aiden paused, doubting his capabilities of French. He was just not cut out for that jazzy snazzy language. "Sweet! Thanks sis! I'll always just let the other guys in the dorm drink. I'm sure they could all appreciate a little bit of Aiden's rainbow shots." He grinned, pouring out the French 75 he initially made for his sister. He may not know his french but he knows his french drinks.

Nah, I’ll be OK. Just one more French class then I’m done for the day. -begins to put things away-

Oh no, but we should! What if some random yoga class burst in right now claiming that it's their time slot? -He zipped up his bag and slung it over his shoulders, walking over to hold the door open.- Man, now I wish I took French instead of Greek, wonder what it'd be like being in your class. Au revior! Or something like that, right?

You know, some famous guy once said: “To Travel is better than to arrive.”And I was like, “What?” Because I used to think that there was only one path to take to where you want to be in life. But, if you choose that one path, it doesn’t mean you have to abandon all the other ones.I realize it actually what happens along the way that counts; the stumbles, the falls, and the friendships. It’s the journey and not the destination. You just gotta, I guess, trust that the future is gonna work itself out like it’s supposed to.

Kiara had seen swings before and knew how they worked but she had never sat on one until today. On one of she strolls around the place she found it hanging from a tree. “Wonder if anyone comes out here often.” She thought aloud.

Aiden was just doing his regular physical training outside. Unlike really dancing, he didn't like people staring at him while he did his crunches or push ups, especially when he looks like a midget around the gym. He had his headphones on, blasting music, practicing his turns when he thought he heard someone through his music and a figure come by. He got distracted and conscious mid turn and kinda just fell over into the tree, "I'm okay!" He stated a little louder than usual with his ears filled with music. Popping his head over to fill his curiosity as he gave her a big grin, "Well hello there stranger!" Still almost shouting over his music.