Entry VII
Dear Diary,
Ugh. I had archery today. I'm supposed to be the instructor for the other campers, because I'm head of the Apollo cabin. Well, I'm not good at archery! Kayla taught the class for me. Nico was there.
Ugh! Why can't I go a day without thinking about Nico?!
Well, while we are on the subject of Nico, I'll tell you about the conversation we had.
This is how it went:
He walked up to me. "Um. Hey, Will? I'm really confused. How do you hold this...?" He asked.
He was holding a bow and had an arrow clutched tightly in his hand.
"I...uh..."
How do you hold it? I wondered.
Kayla was in front of me showing someone else how to hold it.
"Uh...like this."
I copied what Kayla was doing and hoped I looked like I knew what I was doing.
"Thank you, Will!" He jogged over to a target and aimed.
Yep. That was our conversation. What do you think it means? Did I look like an idiot? Probably. Is Nico even gay? Or bi? Or pan?
Wait. Where did that come from? I was talking about archery!
Ugh. This is hard.
~Will
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