<hr/><div align="center"><em>...Sleeping Beauty awakens...<br/>...Beauty or Brains? Why can't we have both?....</em></div><hr/><br/>Elizabeth, or Libby as she was dubbed by her friends and family, had found herself forced into an early nap after a long night of studying and a long day of practice. Digging her way out of a mound of books scattered on her bed she yawned some and glanced around. Stretching some she brushed her dark hair back from her face and rubbed at her eyes. Silently she wondered what time it was and how long she had been sleeping.  Realizing it was pretty late and most likely dinner time she hurriedly put all of her books onto her desk nearby and slid her small feet into a pair of simple white canvas shoes. (http://www.clubtennis.co.uk/Images/canvas_shoe.jpg) Tugging her long dark hair back into a ponytail she hurried out of the house, blowing a kiss toward the altar.<br/><br/><strong>"Love you, Mother."</strong><br/><br/>Wearing her favorite faded blue jeans and a tshirt, Libby tugged her arms into a dark red hoodie and tugged it over her head. Hurrying down the path toward the mess hall she passed by any who walked past without a second glance. She figured by the time she got there, it would all be gone or they had stopped serving, but one could always hold up some kind of hope. Who knows, maybe Riley got her something. Then again, he might think to teach her a lesson for not getting there on time.<br/><br/>It had been six months since she had joined Camp Half-Blood and even still, she was learning the ropes. The first couple months were rough going and she had to adjust to more than she liked.  She found quickly that her affinity for fencing was for a reason, and the fact that she was always decent at defensive actions all made sense now. Always calculating her opponents in all areas, fencing, chess, heck even basketball and she hated basketball. Most sports bored Libby. They all seemed to just be some way of others to show off or brag. There were far more interesting things to do and more useful ways of having fun. Fencing was just one of those, sophisticated ways that helped build up skill and now, potential lifesaving abilities.