The Night's Still Young

A slight breeze ruffled through my hair, cooling the temperature enough to make me want it to last a lifetime. It was summer, around the time where the sun is just at the distant horizon, melting into the land and setting all that the light touches ablaze in a yellow orange shimmer. Waves were crashing onto the shore to the north of the building, but I hardly noticed it.
It was just another day at the hidden school, resembling a hotel with its slick glass windows and five-star appearance. It was only me and Mr. Bates here at Olympus High, along with the nymphs appearing in the courtyard time and time again, or the satyrs who tend to pay a visit when they're not out searching. Needless to say, the school was haunted by and eerie silence, without the usual bustle of demigods at Camp Half-Blood over in Manhattan.

I was seated in the courtyard on one of the stone benches. Mr. Bates was busy hammering on his computer, the slight clicks of his keyboard audible even outside. I blinked, realizing the problem, and looked back to see Mr. Bates, talking, nodding, eyes glued to the monitor. Four students, around the age required in Olympus High, were replying to the principle in short, one-worded sayings, each filling out a white parchment just as I had when I came across the full-time highschool.
I stood up abruptly, sliding open the glass doors and stepping inside. The teenagers turned their heads to look at me, just as a class would to a late teacher.
"Are these demigods?" My voice was directly for Mr. Bates, but before he could answer, one of them cut in.
"Yes, we're demigods. How would we find this place otherwise?" The tone was accusing, and I shot a glare at the girl who had spoken. She was older than me, about the right age for a junior. Her hair was blonde, and her eyes a striking yellow-green.
I had no problem standing up to someone older than me. That's just the thing of being the daughter of Hades: you learn not to care.
Another demigod shook her head, slightly agitated by the girl who had spoken. "Yeah. We found this place not long after we met each other."
I nodded slowly at them, eyes still stony. "Have you all been claimed yet?"
The only male demigod of the group shrugged. "Jane," he pointed to the blonde that had spoken first. "is a daughter of Aphrodite, Lena is the daughter of Nemesis and the lieutenant of Artemis," He pointed to the demigod that had spoken a little while before. "and Tessa and I are unclaimed."
I blinked at them, noticing their features better now that the sun had gone down completely. "Alright then. All the dorms are on the third floor, if you want to get there now. Otherwise, you can hang out in the training center, courtyard, cafeteria, or here." I gestured to the large office, looking as if it was modeled after a lobby. "Feel free to do whatever, as long as it's according to basic school rules. After all," I looked over my shoulder and into the gray skies, preparing for dusk.
"The night's still young."

- Kira Le Sune -