vollyballapalooza (CLOSED)

I held back a huge sigh. I wasn't even sure if anybody would stick to their positions at this point, no one knew enough about the sport to work it out between each other. I decided to throw most of the position description of the window. If we were gonna assign positions, let's just make it easier for everyone else.
"Just... stay in the middle at the back row and don't move during rotation. Just focus on passing the ball well towards our offense. And, uh, ball control. Focus on ball control. Run after every ball that comes to our side of the field."
I tried to chunk out snippets of a Libero's responsibility. There was a lot of that placed on a Libero but at least Dexter was trying to pay attention in the game, as opposed to some of the other members of our team. At least the boy that chose to be outside hitter... Eli was his name? He seemed to be more into the game, even if he wasn't completely sure what the positions meant. I hoped Gaige didn't have in mind for everyone to stick to their responsibilities or else I'd have to stand here all day reciting who can be who.
"The outside hitter is on the far left side. You can go on the front row or the back row. Focus on setting up the ball, so hitting it high in the air and stabilizing it so someone else can go in and hit it to the other side. If you think the ball is already stabilized well enough for you to get a good shot, you can hit it to the opposite court."
A couple of others teammates seemed to notice me explaining the positions to Eli and Dexter and asked me what their own positions meant. The others didn't seem to care either way and just chose the coolest sounding positions. A lot of them were mad when they realized Libero was already taken.
Gaige and I finished trying to organize everyone into a half assed volleyball team and we returned to the courts. Gaige's request of keeping the positions were accepted by the other team captain, probably because they felt sorry for us and our lack of conscious players. I found myself between Eli and another camper. A tall girl wearing a muscle shirt, a permanent scowl etched on her face. We were on the front row as Gaige decided to be our server at the back right of the court. I guess the team felt even worse for us because they gave us the ball without any sort of coin flip. Gaige threw the ball into the air and served it over to the other side as the game commenced. We began shaky, with the other team quickly scaling up the point system with a 8-0 score. That was when our gears began to click. The front row began to set and hit with me. The back row could block and control the ball over to the front. By the time we had fully recognized each other's strengths and weaknesses, we were catching up to them 16-18. Hope began to rise among us and by the time we reached the 20's mark we were neck and neck. 21-21.

The game was moving on well now that everyone was given their positions. I appreciated Scouts decision on making me the 'Libero' as I didn't have to move all that much. It was kinda' rad seeing how the team started to click together and work less individually and more as a unit.
The ball came to me a few times when the players on the other team roughly hit the ball over the net. I kept my hands folded together and my knee's bent like I had seen Scout do earlier on in the game. The ball came towards me and I managed to hit it with my wrists, which stung and was totally not cool at all, man. I couldn't help but shrug my shoulders in reaction, which wouldn't really get the ball going forward. Our team started using their words and calling out to each other. Mostly just "MINE!" or, "I GOT IT!" We steered clear of each other so that no one would collide and lose the ball. The others around me helped the ball out when it would go straight into the air and a little to the sides. We managed to get the ball over the net and then it was the other teams turn to work together.
I blinked often to keep my eyes open, all this physical contact was exhausting me. When I had the chance I would gaze over to my thermos, which contained the strongest coffee I could find in my cabin and was sitting on the side lines waiting for me. Suddenly I was pulled from my sleepy trance.
"DEX!" Called a familiar Irish accent. I turned my head, wide eyed and suddenly more awake, so that I could focus on the game but I was greeted by a hard ball slamming itself into my face. There was a series of "oooooh..."'s that followed as I collapsed to the floor dizzy and confused as to what had just happened.
"... Bloody hell..." I muttered, holding my head with my hand. My face was pounding and my nose throbbed especially. It felt like snot was dripping down my nose, but when I lifted my finger to wipe it the colour was red. Great.
"Oi! What the hell!?" Gaige called to the other team, face to face with a muscular girl. Probably a daughter of Hephaestus, who looked at Gaige with her arms spread invitingly. The net was the only thing to separate the two. Gaige broke off into a string of curses, her Irish accent made them almost unclear as they smushed together in slurs. Her hands flailed until she decided to push the girl defensively and duck under the net to cross over the line. The girl pushed back angrily. I tried to get up to stop the conflict. Man, I hated conflicts, especially if I was the person who had caused it. I fell back, feeling dizzy again.
"Duuude, Gaige!" I tried to call out to get her attention, but she was two riled up to pay attention to me. man, I needed someone to help me up and get me over to Gaige so I could stop it before the two girls started lashing out at each other and it became more than shoving and pushing.

(Omg I am so sorry for such a late reply, I never knew gin replied til last night, and now,without further ado,my reply*curtains open to unveil it*)
I was getting a bit mad now,they hit a kid on purpose!?That was not a good idea while I'm around,I have scout a look,telling him to make sure he's okay,and then,right after the girl got up from a punch in the face, a grabbed her shirt and pulled her to a wall with force,"You do that again, and I'll make sure you'd rather be dead."I let go and let gaige have at er,I moved to where scout and Dexter were,"He okay?"I questioned, even though I barely knew the guy.

Anger burned beneath my chest. Once I saw Eli approach the girl, even though I didn't know what such a skinny dude like him can put up against a burly girl like her, I knew I badly wanted a piece of the action. I held myself back, Dexter looked like he was struggling to calm everyone down. I didn't want to make him worse for wear, he was the victim, after all. To my surprise, Dexter managed to tear himself away from me and approach Gaige, lulling her into some trance. My eyes widened as he managed to sit her down. I couldn't help but feel a bit more wary towards Dexter. His passive attitude made me completely forget that he had demigod powers, and what he just showed to me could only possibly be a scratch in the surface of what he was capable of. Like experiment 625 in Lilo and Stitch. He sat down and began playing with weeds while Gaige took a breather in the sidelines. I blinked, unsure of what to do. The girl looked almost as confused as I was.
"Hey! Get back here!" She snarled.
Some of her team members pulled her back before she could push past the net into our side. There was no reason to go looking for a fight when we were sitting on the ground like young children on drugs anyways. She looked frustrated, as if she didn't properly have her victory, but she picked up the volleyball all the same, a grin rushing back to her face as she thought of other ways to best us. I looked around, I wanted to keep going, prove her wrong and deny her any sort of victory. I couldn't help but glance over at Dexter, creating a makeshift flower crown for Gaige, who began drooling on the grass.
I pursed my lips, everyone looked towards Eli and I to make a move, as we had been the ones actually participating in the game. My fingers itched me to push forward and finish the game off, but I turned back to look at Dexter who looked too enlightened to take any of our shit. I didn't need to assert my dominance or prove anything to anyone. I didn't have to do this as much as I thought I did.
I made eye contact with Eli and gave him a shrug as I walked toward Dexter, who put on a welcome crown in encouragement.
"So dude, like. How do you make those plant hats?" I asked him as I took a couple of weeds into my fists and tried to intertwine the stems together.
The girl was even more furious than before.
"Get back on the game! Don't be a sore loser!"

I smiled warmly at Scout as he shrugged to Eli and made his way over to where Gaige and I were. I appreciated that he had left it alone and ignored her. I wasn't exactly sure why she had said nothing when I had approached Gaige, but that might have been the sleepy vibe I had given off radiating too far... That happened sometimes. These abilities were hard to control when I got desperate. I had forgotten to keep my cool back there, worrying about everything that was going on.
"So dude, like, How do you make those plant hats?" Scout asked as he began intertwining weeds together unsuccessfully. The smile on my face spread a little farther as I held up my half-finished flower crown to show him.
"Just, like, cross your two flowers over each other like this," I said, demonstrating for him by taking his two dandelions and crossing the stems over each other. "Then... Just wrap one stem over the other." I folded them together, then unfolded them, giving them back to Scout so he could try.

I had started continuing on with my flower crown before I was brought from the task by Eli, who now stood in front of us with an apology for his fighting. I gave him my usual lazy grin in response.
"Hey man, it's cool," I said. I couldn't blame him for not knowing my thing against fighting or any sort of violence in general, especially when most of the demigods at this camp were so desensitized to it all... It was kinda groovy to know that these guys cared so much about me being hurt, though.
"Sorry about me speaking formal,that's not usually how I am,trust me." Eli said, holding out his hand for a hand shake. I reached up to take it. A lot of people told me my hand-shaking grip was floppy and that I should work on tightening it if I wanted respect... I didn't get that whole thing, so I just shook his hand like I normally would.
"Hey, mellow out, dude. You can talk however you want," I said. I let go of his hand and motioned to the grassy area around Scout, Gaige and I. "Come chill out," I said with a friendly smile.