Augustus' P.O.V.
"Where is he?" I asked Ares, looking for Damon.
"He'll be sitting at the table beside us. Don't let him rile you up. Just eat your food and ignore him. You can't help Jesse if you're suspended or, worse, expelled." He warned me.
"I hate that guy." I murmured.
Just as Ares said, Damon appeared at the table beside us. He scanned the seats for Jesse, looking a bit upset when he didn’t find her. It made me smile a bit to see his disappointment. He doesn't deserve her.
Ares hadn't shut his visions off. When we were younger, he didn't know how to shut them off, and he'd have them on all the time. It was annoying as hell when he knew what I was going to do before I even did. He was so cautious about everything he did back then. It was making him this shell of a person. E
