So I am a terrible, horrible person. I promised my few loyal readers that I would start a story in September and now it's... not September so I am apologizing profusely! SassyPrincess PLEASE forgive me! So I promise to be a little more dilegent with my writing although I AM super busy right now. Anyways, here is the first chapter of "Hell Hath No Fury" It's mostly filler to get the ball rolling but it is a chapter nonetheless... more to come... eventually.
Discalimer: I do not own Class of the Titans or any of the characters involved.
The heroes were all settled together on the couch on an ordinary Saturday. Homework was best left until Sunday afternoon and there was absolutely no training to be done. It had been exactly one week since Theresa's episode and things seemed to be returning to normal. Cronus was far from defeated but the Gods had remained true to their word and agreed to let the kids have a few days off. Normally, Jay would have been on them to train anyways but he was now otherwise occupied.
Everyone remembered that awkward drive home after Jay and Theresa's lip lock on the beach where they continued to steal glances at each other like a couple of love sick teenagers – which they were – leading up to the semi-romantic conversation on the roof that no one was supposed to know about but all had heard by eavesdropping at the door.
"So..." Theresa subconsciously twirled her finger around a piece of ginger wave as she stepped onto the roof.
"So..." Jay rubbed the back of his neck as he mimicked her tone. Once the door slammed behind them and they were completely alone, nothing got better.
"You wanted to talk?" She looked at him hopefully. He opened his mouth and closed it a few times before he finally spoke – he had to get the words just right.
"Yeah. Why don't you take a seat?" He indicated the lounge chairs which just always happened to be on the roof. Theresa sat down hesitantly as Jay didn't look her in the eye. Jay exhaled soundly before beginning.
"Alright I'm just going to come right out and say it and if you don't feel the same way, that's fine." Theresa suddenly had a sinking feeling that they were on the same wave-length but she chose to sit back and watch Jay spill his guts – it could be fun. "Ever since the day we met, I have been attracted to you – mind and body – and every day that attraction has grown into... love?" Theresa subconsciously stiffened. "Or something like it." She smirked slightly. "All I know is that after that kiss," He paused for dramatic effect as his eyes smiled. "I don't want to kiss anyone but you." Theresa blushed besides herself at his words but that didn't stop her from rising to her feet and sauntering over to Jay with a huge grin on her face.
"Good." She snaked her arms around his shoulders and to the back of his head. "Jealous girl like me couldn't stand the competition." Jay's grin was growing wider as he placed his arms firmly on her waist.
"Trust me; there's no competition."
"Mmm..." She mumbled as their lips met for the second time that day. If they hadn't been so wrapped up in the kiss, they would have heard the cheer coming from behind the door which sounded suspiciously like Neil and the four utters of silence.
So now – a week later – Jay was a little too preoccupied with his new girlfriend on the couch to bother making the other's train. They wouldn't have minded except for their occasional PDA which caused a mutual shuddering.
As the group sat on the couches in the living area, completely relaxed, no one really seemed to care that Jay and Theresa had a couch all to themselves. Archie, Atlanta and Herry shared the larger couch while Odie and Neil sat on the floor – their backs resting against the couch – all pretending to watch the same movie.
Theresa and Jay were not so much pretending to watch as not watching at all. They were a little too wrapped up in each other's... gaze to really notice the world around them. Sometime during the first ten minutes of the movie, Archie had slipped his arm over the top of the couch, while his fingers constantly played with Atlanta's shoulder. Atlanta had subtly snuggled into the purple-haired man's chest as she pretended not to notice the little warmth that rose to her cheeks. Herry had quickly lost interest in the movie and had taken to power napping – with the occasional snore – and glancing longing at the kitchen which Athena had banned him from unless he was accompanied by someone else. Neil, not having chosen to sit on the floor, shifted uncomfortably every few minutes while naturally checking his own reflection every few seconds. Odie, having recently acquired an ever unobtainable girlfriend, spent most of his movie-time texting her and occasionally snickering at something she said.
All in all, no one was really paying much attention to the movie.
Which is why about three-quarters of the way through the movie, Herry shut it off and headed towards the kitchen – what Athena didn't know wouldn't hurt her. Odie slowly made his way down to his room to continue the conversation with his girlfriend and Neil followed suit – back to his own room – out of boredom. Theresa and Jay continued to be wrapped in each other's "gaze", not noticing that everyone was leaving and Archie looked over at Atlanta nearly as soon as the movie was finished to find her soundly asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he smiled slightly as he rested his chin on her head and fell asleep with her.
The couple stayed in that manner for nearly an hour before they were startled awake by the sound of screaming.