𝒍𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒛𝒆 - pjo x hp [₂]

xxv. summer's end

"𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍... 𝐔𝐍𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋," Raya decided. "We had to protect the Camp for the first time, signing up for border patrol, fighting giant monsters, and even really loud birds — it was a whirlwind of a summer."

The other Campers laughed, nudging each other as they remembered random stories from the events.

"But we've come out of this summer strong and united, in ways we've never been before," Raya continued, her voice firm and carrying over the crowd. "And we're only going to get stronger, fight together, to protect and save everything we love. And so, this year the Apollo Cabin designed the bead to represent the Golden Fleece — which saved the tree that protects our Camp!"

"CHB! CHB! CHB!" Some of the campers pounded their fists as they chanted.

Raya laughed, joining in on the chant as she and the rest of her siblings passed out the bead to all the Campers.

This was where she belonged.

"How are you so good at this?" Grayson groaned loudly, throwing his hands up in the air.

"Probably because she doesn't yell every time she tries to shoot the ball," Carden commented nonchalantly.

The way the three brothers looked nearly the same, but acted so different always managed to throw Raya off.

After the summer session had ended, she headed up to Ithaca to spend a few days with Kayse and his family before the two of them had to head back to London for their final year at Hogwarts.

She was currently in the basement with Kayse and his siblings, versing Grayson in the NBA video game. Raya had tried to tell him she'd never played before, and she'd much rather verse him in NHL, but Grayson refused to take no for an answer.

Which led them to where they were now — three minutes left in the match, and Raya was crushing Grayson 143 - 82.

"At this point, I've just accepted she's amazing at everything," Kayse nodded to himself. "I've never seen her struggle with something."

"Playing basketball," Raya answered immediately, taking another shot in the video game. "I'm horrible at it."

"Are you fucking joking me right now?" Grayson muttered. "You think you're bad at basketball? You're beating me by like fifty points."

"Fifty six points now," Raya answered, doing the math in her head. "But I'm talking about actually playing the sport, not a video game. I'm also not the best cook."

"Haha!" Grayson laughed as the buzzer sounded, signaling the end of their game. "I'm a better cook than you."

"I don't know why you're laughing," his twin, Carden, commented. "Raya just beat you by sixty one points."

Kayse smirked as he took a picture of the final score on his phone — no doubt to later torture his older brother with.

"I don't care," Grayson shrugged, doing a weird little dance. "I'm a better cook than her, and that's what matters."

Carden furrowed his brows, "It literally doesn't matter at all. It's insignificant compared to how badly she just thrashed you at the game."

Grayson narrowed his eyes, which was all the warning he gave before launching himself at his twin.

Raya — who didn't have any siblings of her own, but spent enough time with the Weasleys — merely took Grayson's controller and handed it over to Kayse as the twins rolled around on the floor and wrestled.