So here is "To Rue Is To Regret 2.0". My first attempt was just plan lousy so I'm here to give it another go. Also this is just going to be from Clarisse's point of view. And again if you haven't read Verge or Calamity Clarisse, GO READ THEM.

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I don't think I knew what emotions were until he left. It's not that I'm incapable of feeling. It's just that emotions are messy, and I should have known when to cut mine off. I'm not here to sound cliché. Just to prove that even war is a little bit more complex than it seems.

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Apparently there's a rumor going around that I am in fact an angry, psychotic, bitch. I like to think of the way I act as a way of expression, an art form if you will. Anyways I don't see how me slugging Will Solace in the face counts for anything the little ass wipe swung at me first anyways. It's not my fault he missed. I guess it's a given considering the whole Apollo cabin is a bunch of guitar playing, hippie, Ken dolls. Though I probably should have keep the thought to myself, in retrospect.

"Clarisse!" Speaking of ass wipes.

"Clarisse over here!" Just keep walking, act like you don't see her. "Claire! Clarisse!" Shit, shit, shit.

"Clar-EEEEZ! Clar-!"

"WHAT?"

"Good I finally caught up to you."

"Just peachy Silena, just fucking peachy."

Let me explain Miss Barbie Dream House here, otherwise known as Silena Beauregard Daughter of Aphrodite, she's just a typical no-substance girl who has every guy fawn over her and what she lacks in substance she makes up in designer perfume. She wears a lot of perfume. Nonetheless she is Aphrodite's daughter, so of course she's gorgeous. Am I jealous? Not a chance.

"Well?"

"Well what Beauregard?"

"Are you going to answer my question or not?" Fuck I forgot that was why she's been stalking me.

With that I began to walk away. Somehow she was able to keep up in her weird 4 ½ inch heels.

"You know, if you keep refusing to answer questions people will think you have something to hi-i-de." She said in her annoying I-just-got-barfed-on-by-a-Disney-Princess-voice.

"Whatever Beauregard, I need to go train. This is a waste of my time."

"But all you do is train Claire,'

'Don't call me that!'

'Don't you think you deserve a break?" Here we go.

"Why don't you and I have some girl time? That would be so fun!" Kill me now.

"Silena let me get something through your thick, thick, head, ok? I don't like you and I never will like you so LEAVE ME ALONE." I almost felt bad when I saw the hurt placed so openly in her eyes, as I walked away.

Almost.

Besides, I was an Ares kid, daughter of the God of War, the only daughter at the moment actually. Meaning I didn't have time for "girl time" with a petty Aphrodite girl. I had expectations to hold up, especially because I'm a girl. And if proving myself worthy means giving up the stereotypical lifestyle anyone of the female gender is expected to lead, whatever the hell that means, then by Hades I'll do it.

I was an Ares kid and Silena just needed to accept it. I'm violent, mean, and supposedly a total bitch when I want to be. So as much as Snow White tries to say otherwise.

I do not like Chris Rodriguez.

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Honestly I think this is a bit better than the first one, though I'm still not satisfied. I hope you guys like it. I'll try and update within the course of a week for every chapter, but don't quote me on that.