Jason was in his cabin.
Thinking...he wasn't really having the best week.
Leo was acting strange and wouldn't talk to him, not after that sword training they had.
Jason winced, thinking about what Leo had said 'Why don't you just hang out at the training area and train with someone you don't really know? Like everybody else does?'
Jason knew why he didn't...
To put it lightly he felt...uncomfortable.
Like as soon as he trained in eye view of the other demigods they all would watch him thinking, I bet this Roman demigod is rubbish or stuff like why is he here? He doesn't belong here.
Jason knew he was paranoid but he couldn't help it.
When he was still a Romen he never used to worry about this stuff but ever since he met the Greeks Jason had been feeling less unsure of himself.
Less worthy...
Just Less of everything really...
And that defiantly was not Roman...
Though there were good sides to this to...
He felt calmer.
More relaxed.
The responsibility of people's lives no longer hanging on his shoulders.
He felt...free.
More free than he'd ever felt in the Roman camp.
And that feeling was amazing...
He'd almost do anything to feel that freedom again and leaving Rome was one of those things.
Jason told himself "Come on! You've faced more than this! People staring at you isn't the worst thing that's happened to you! Be a man!"
Jason got up and walked outside, making sure to lift his chin up and not look as out of place as he was feeling.
Then the screaming started....