So, this is going to be a *drumroll* POTHENA STORY. My first pothena story actually. I don't think this will get a lot of feedback, though, considering I don't really think people like Pothena or know about Pothena. So for all my readers I hope you like it.

Poseidon POV

Since I divorced Amphitrite I have been staying at my temple at Olympus. Staying at Olympus has been great. Don't believe all the mumbo-jumbo Ares or Zeus tell you, it's not completely true. Ever since I started living here I have been fighting with Athena a lot more often, and to be honest I'm loving every second of it. The reason for this is because I get to see her every time we fight. I have her attention when we fight, something I yearn for. I don't really know why. I mean she is beautiful and smart and strong and beautiful, but it isn't like I like her; is it? No, I can't like her, she's a maiden goddess and my nemesis. But every time I look at her I feel like I have to throw up. Ughh, I'm starting to sound like Aphrodite. Anyway, Zeus summoned us for a meeting so I'm walking over to the meeting area. Suddenly, I'm on my back with something pinning me down.

I looked up and my eyes were met with glowing stars. Wait, no, I was met with two beautiful orbs of startling gray eyes. I prepared myself for the shouting match but, strangely it didn't come.

"Sorry", Athena mumbled looking straight at my eyes. "I didn't see you." Her voice sounded far away like if she was deep in thought. This worried me.

"S'okay, but are you ok?" I asked this while lifting both of us up. She stumbled slightly on her feet still looking me straight in the eyes.

"Ya, I'm fine." She said this after shaking her head slightly. She also sounded less distant. "We, um, should get going."

"Ya." I responded. The rest of the way to the meeting room was silent. When we got there I opened the door for Athena but she shot me a look for doing so. We both took our respected thrones. Her throne was an olive green marble. Traditional style (looks like the one in the first movie) olive vines wrapping around the pillars giving it an ominous look. They twisted all the way to the back of the chair to the pillars that held where she rests her back. On the right side, where the back side of her thrown stops (right at her shoulder) the vines thicken and there perched a beautiful, majestic owl with brown feathers and white ones on her stomach. She also has big gray eyes that dart to the sides as if anticipating an attack. Sophia, Athena's most loyal owl. She is much bigger than regular owls (just blow up an owl ten times and there you have Sophia) but she looks like a normal owl to us considering we are ten times a regular human.

Right at that moment Zeus walks in. "The council has unanimously chosen that Poseidon and Athena fight way too much so for you two to get along, you shall become mortals for a year. You shall live together in an apartment and go to school. Athena you shall be Sophia Olympia and Poseidon shall be Theo Aquarius."

Next thing I knew I was seeing black.

**YOU ENTERED A TIIIMMMEEEE SLLLIIIIPPPP**

Athena POV

The next time I woke up, I was on the floor. Which was….odd considering I was just sitting on my throne. Way. Up There. I guess Zeus was serious about turning me and kelp brain into teens. I look down to see that I'm around 18 years old? 17? Around there. I audibly sigh, thinking of how hideous I'd look at any other age except my age of preference 27. I made a full length mirror appear in front of me.

What I saw shocked me.

In the mirror looking back at me was a teenager about 5'7 or 5'6 with wavy honey blonde hair, beautiful gray eyes and pink plump lips. I was clad in dark elegant high-waisted shorts showing off my long, tan legs. I also had on a gray cami tucked in, with a silver owl incrusted with gems, showing off my (surprising) hourglass figure. My hair was tumbling freely on my shoulders.

Still shocked I look around. There was no one else in the throne room except a teenager with windswept straight black hair. He was muscular and may I say he was HOT. He was wearing a blue shirt that read "That guy" and had two thumbs pointing to him and light washed jeans. He also had a dog chain around his neck.

He looked at me and his jaw dropped. Is that drool?! I looked him in the eyes and there they were, those beautiful eyes that only belong to one person.

Poseidon.

Tell me if I should go on!