Slender digits strumming the nylon strings of a ukulele, sitting with her feet propped up on the railing of the Apollo cabin porch.

She's /totally/ not silently laughing at the sight of the Aphrodite kid tripping over the steps to his cabin. Not at all. . .

[starter for Nicole] The cabin was barren of any sign of life as the morning sun shone through the panels of the windows ~

Nicole ~ and faded yellow curtains, save for the young obsidian-haired demigod that lie upon one of the bottom bunks. She had been one of ~

Nicole ~ the first of Apollo's kids to arrive at the camp, therefore meaning she had the entire cabin to herself for now. At first, she figured ~

Nicole ~ it would be great being alone, but the more days that past without a single of her half-siblings showing up just proved that she was ~

Nicole ~ more lonely than anything. Perhaps it was time to begin making friends, getting to know others around the camp instead of careening ~

Nicole ~ towards the path of a lone wolf. If she at least attempted some friendships, perhaps she could tell her mother and prove that ~

Nicole ~ her only daughter /wasn't/ a complete weirdo who only cared about music. She would probably skip out on mentioning that it didn't ~

Nicole ~ seem to work, however, if her attempts were unsuccessful. As the morning sun fell perfectly onto her face and burned at the ~

Nicole ~ female's eyelids, she slowly-but-surely began to wake up, eventually sliding out of bed and into the shower. A few minutes later, ~

Nicole ~ with hair still damp from earlier, Isabelle emerged from the cabin, shutting the door behind her and making her way towards the ~

Nicole ~ dining hall for breakfast. She was /starving/.

|| Ya girl is having chicken nuggets for dinner and I'm excited, so I'll be back and replying as soon as I eat!