The day was the day of the classics festival, where the Latin student from a bunch of high schools get together to show off projects that they made. I, Katie, and Noelle (two other half bloods) were all together in the back row of the Dickinson college auditorium.
"I'm so excited," Katie whispered in a hushed voice.
Noelle and I simultaneously put our fingers to our lips to silence her.
"And now," the presenter spoke, "the fashion show! Our first entry is by; Joseph miller..."-I sharply inhaled-" these three boys created a costume representing, Cerberus, guard dog of the underworld..." The lady continued to speak.
Katie and Noelle noticed it too. It wasn't a costume it was actually Cerberus, but how could we see him? He obviously saw us. With a snarl he leaped up the steps until he was threes chairs away. The monster huffed and focused on Katie. I stood up and threw my phone at it. Why? I don't know. It was a direct hit on the forehead. The dog looked at me, it eyes glowed red with hate. I vaulted the railing and took off toward the display tables. I hoped it was following, earlier that trip I saw a sword that looked vaguely real. In hopes of it killing the beast, it was my only goal. When I arrived at the display case I saw it was locked, an idea formed in my head, it was a long shot but I tried anyway. By this time the mutt was pushing past projects in the hallway. With a quick tug on the lock it opened, I grabbed the sword and twirled in enough time to watch Cerberus dissipate before my eyes. I slung the sword into my belt. The smell of sulfur pervaded the air, I pulled my shirt up to cover my face. By the time I got back it was time for lunch. I looked around in the massing crowed for my friends, they had broken off the main group and sat beneath a tree.
"Guys, we have to get home, ASAP."
"Why?" Noelle asked
"What's with the sword?" Cheyenne, one of our friends asked. I dusted the question aside.
"Because, that thing was really Cerberus, and I think I killed it. But it was after Katie so there must be a connection. Noelle do you have your license?"
"Yeah, but I don't see how-"
"It doesn't matter. I'm going to steal the limo keys from Magistra, you guys go find the limo."
I slipped off to the low rising wall Magistra was sitting on. I spotted my friend Brianna Cooper and gestured her over,
"What?" She asked?
"I need you to do something for me, ask her about doing footloose for the song/dance part next year, and whatever you do, don't look at me,"
I made a wide circle behind Magistra and tread softly. Cooper went rambling on and Magistra paid me no attention. The keys were right next to her. I made a quick grab. Success. She hadn't noticed me. I slinked over to the parking lot and handed Noelle the keys. "Let's go," I said.
