~Hey, this is my first story…I figured I should put this up here before I forget about it.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Class of the Titans.

Archie's POV

The sun crept in my room slowly. It burned my eyes, so I rolled over. I finally lifted my heavy eyelids, (which don't block sunlight very well) and my alarm clock told me it was only six-thirty. Great, I'm up before seven, and I don't need to be up probably up before everyone else too.

I figured I should probably have a shower before Neil gets the bathroom for the morning, after his "beauty sleep". He steals the one and only bathroom we have here for the entire morning. It's a real pain. I can't imagine how mad Theresa is everyday.

After my shower, I get dressed. I decide to make breakfast for everyone, give Athena a break. I pull a frying out of the cupboard and grab the bacon from the fridge. I hear footsteps coming from upstairs. I turn on the burner on the stove and the bacon is stolen from my hands. It's Atlanta.

"Mornin' Archie!" She yelled. I sigh; Atlanta looked prettier in the warm sunlight poking through the windows. She put the bacon in the frying pan elegantly and walked to get a flipper. She looks kinda frustrated..."Hello? Am I chopped liver?"'

"What? Oh, morning!" I've got to stop losing my attention when I'm around her. She'll find out my secret, even though everyone else has. Even Neil knows I like her. Now that's sad.

"So why you up so early?" She asked.

"I could ask you the same question."

She raised her eyebrow. "You like to sing in the shower maybe?" I blushed beat red. Shit. She's got me. I'm not evening joking.

Then she gave me a smirk, like she always does when she teases me.

"Did you like it?" I asked playfully. I realized Neil was at the top of the stairs. Crap. Crap. Crap. He might thought something happened down here...

"Did it happen yet?" He asked loudly. Damn it, damn it, damn it… Good thing Atlanta couldn't hear over the fan and the bacon.

Neil held up his three-paneled mirror. He grinned and revealed his too-perfect teeth. I'd like someone to throw mud on him or something.

Then he winked at his reflection. How vain. I gave him a dirty look. "Oh, c'mon Archie! You're just jealous that I'm way more good looking than you."

"Of course I'm not jealous," I stammered. Which guy on earth could not be even a little jealous of his looks? (No homo). I just won't admit it. Out loud at least. Atlanta was trying not to laugh the whole time.

"Then how come you don't have a girlfriend?" Atlanta asked Neil.

Neil shifted his weight. "I don't have time for a girlfriend. I'm too busy trying to keep my self good-looking."

"Nah, you'd date yourself. Oh, well I guess you'll die alone then. How sad." Atlanta said, hoping to scare Neil. He just rolled his eyes and stared at her like she had said something stupid and that he had the logical answer.

"No, I'd rather spend all my time only on my looks and die beautiful then to die old and shriveled with some person," He turned around, then shuddered at the thought, but accidentally fell down the stairs backwards. Atlanta was laughing her head off, I would have laughed too, but Neil knocked me over. Then he pulled out his mirror, and didn't even notice me.

"AHHHHH! MY HAIR IS OUT OF PLACE! AND I THINK I BROKE A NAIL!" Neil screamed. Atlanta was now on the floor as well, holding her gut.

"Can't...Breathe...Get off!" I gasped. He finally got off, and then ran up the stairs to go fix his hair.

Atlanta and I both got off the floor and she wiped her tears away from laughing so hard.

"You okay?" she asked between breaths and trying to laugh.

"I'm fine," I laughed. Actually my stomach is killing me, as Neil was sitting on it for a few minutes until his vanity kicked in.

Herry and Odie walked down the stairs, and Atlanta got back to the bacon. "What happened to Neil?" Herry asked

Atlanta looked at me, and we both laughed. "Well..." I started.

"You had to be there! And you should've seen Archie's face!" Atlanta shouted.

Odie rephrased Herry's question. "No, what happened exactly?"

"Let's just say Neil fell down the stairs because he shuddered," I answered.

"But why did he shudder?" Herry asked. Jeez, Herry's just about dumber then Neil! An' that's saying something.

"Okay, I guess I'll explain it better," I said. "Because he doesn't want to die 'shriveled' and old with someone he'd have to make a commitment to. I mean, you know how long it takes him to get ready to go even if we aren't going anywhere. There wouldn't be time for a wife, or even wife for that matter."

"Yeah, that sums it up," Atlanta agreed. "Just the thought of dying 'un-beautifully' made him shudder and fall down the stairs."

"You leavin' this food to burn?" Athena yelled from the kitchen. I realized Athena took over the cooking. Guess making breakfast for everyone kinda died or something.

Well now we know Neil's weakness.

Don't think I don't like the guy, or hate him, he's just so goddamn annoying.

About twelve minutes of staring at the ground to my ankle brace to the ground, to my ankle brace, Athena finally called us for breakfast. Thank god! My tummy's rumblin'. Bacon, eggs, and toast. And Herry's almost done!

"Is there more?" Herry asked hopefully through mouthfuls of food.

"Only if you stop talking with your mouth full!" Athena said, and everyone burst into laughter.

Hope you liked :) Let me know if it sounds terrible or anything. I'd love to hear from ya!