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Breaking the News

THALIA'S POV

"Phoebe, heard anything from Lady Artemis lately?" I asked my fellow Hunter. Phoebe shook her head no.

I sighed and walked away dejectedly. It's been days since Artemis left for Olympus. She hasn't given us any message on what was happening there. We've tried contacting her, but she wouldn't reply to our Iris Messages.

Speaking of which, I needed to try and contact her again. Who knows, she might answer this time. Facing the sun, I took out a drachma and a spray bottle and sprayed water into the air, creating a mini rainbow. "Lady Art—"

"THALIA!"

"What in the name of Zeus?" I spun around and saw the young Kylie McClain running towards me. "K—"

"THALIA! THALIA, THALIA, THALIA! THALIAAAAAAA!" Kylie, without even realizing she was near me, barreled into me.

"OW!" We said in unison as we stumbled down.

Kylie quickly detached herself from me, screaming, "OMIGODS! ARE YOU OKAY? THALIA, I AM SO SORRY! PLEASE, PLEASE FORGIVE ME!"

"K-Kylie, don't worry," I said, shaking the leaves and dirt from my legs. "I'm okay and I forgive you. So could you please stop screaming and tell me what's going on?" I asked, placing a firm hand on her shoulder to calm her down.

Kylie took a deep breath and panted, "Its Lady Artemis—she's back."

"Really?" A smile spread across my lips as I dragged the young Hunter back to the campsite.

"Though, Lord Apollo is with her. It looks like both of them have an announcement to make."

Now, I had to frown at that. During my time as a huntress, I've learned to get used to Apollo randomly popping up every now and then. Still, Artemis willingly allowing him to come with her? Unheard of.

As we approached the campsite, I caught sight of a small crowd gathering around the two deities, bombarding them with questions.

"Thank you for being worried, but I am alright. Nothing... major really happened," I heard the goddess say.

"Yeah, I'm okay too. Don't worry," her brother butted in. No one paid attention to him, which made him frown slightly.

"Lady Artemis! You haven't been replying to our IMs. Why?" Kylie demanded, pulling out of my grasp.

"I'm sorry, Kylie, if I worried you by not responding. I was just... busy with some other concerns," Artemis explained, looking a little uncomfortable.

"What do you mean?" Phoebe asked curiously.

"Um... Ah..." Artemis started to shift uncomfortably.

The Hunters and I exchanged glances. None of have ever seen her like this. What was going on? We stared at Apollo next, wondering if he had a clue. He looked embarrassed.

"Lady Artemis... is there something we should know about?" I inquired.

"Uh," she bit her lip and hesitantly whispered, "Fe got bubble."

"Fe got a bubble? Who's Fe? A new recruit?" Kylie wondered, searching the crowd for the new girl.

"What, no! We got into trouble!"

We didn't need to ask what happened: another argument between the twins that tested the patience of the other Olympians.

"It was all Arty's fault!" Apollo added, pointing at his sister.

One of our drama queen Hunters gasped and pretended to faint. Her friend caught her. "What do you mean it was her fault?" The drama queen, Joyce Andrews, demanded after "regaining consciousness."

"She started it." Apollo crossed his arms and pouted like a kid.

"I. Did. Not." Artemis said, obviously trying to control her anger.

"Yes. It. Is. Al-so. Your. Fault. We. Got. Sent. To. School." Apollo replied. "Wait, why are we talking like this?"

Artemis muttered under her breath, "Idiot."

"W-Wait! What do you mean by school?" Phoebe demanded, her eyes darting back and forth to the twins.

"The Olympians got tired of us arguing that they decided to punish us by sending us to a mortal school," Artemis explained, looking uncharacteristically ashamed. I wouldn't blame her, though. I mean, who has heard of two powerful gods being sent to a mortal school as punishment? It was an odd choice.

"Speak for themselves. They should be punished too," I muttered. Thunder rolled. "It's the truth!" I shouted, glaring up at the heavens.

"And what's more, they'll remove our godliness for the time being," Apollo continued.

"What? But..."

"Well, at least ninety percent of our godliness?" Apollo scratched his head, looking at Artemis for confirmation. "Just enough to hide our powerful aura as to not alert the monsters near the area."

"The reason I wasn't able to come back here as soon as possible was because Zeus needed to enroll us at the chosen school, which is Hills Academy," Artemis finished.

All of us were horrified. "When will you start?" Kylie asked.

"Next week."

"Why didn't you fight back or resist?" Phoebe asked angrily.

"We did."

"That's why Hera had ichor flowing out from her nose. It was pretty funny, to be honest," Apollo added.

"Now that that's out, I need to rest. If you excuse me, I will go and retreat in my tent if anyone needs me," Artemis said, rubbing her temples with a weary sigh. She was about to enter her tent when she paused. "And Apollo, you may leave. I don't even know why you were with me in the first place."

Minutes after Artemis returned to her tent and Apollo left (surprisingly obedient today), everyone started whispering.

"If she's in a mortal school where will we stay, then?"

"Is Hills a good school?"

"For how long will they be there?"

Ignoring them, I slipped into Artemis's tent. She was just sitting there, cross-legged, her eyes closed peacefully that I felt guilty to disturb her.

"What is it, Thalia?" How does she always know? She opened one eye, observing me. "You have a twig in your hair."

"Oh, thanks," I replied, blushing slightly as I pulled it out of my messy 'do. "Sorry to disturb you, Lady Artemis, but may I ask you something?"

"Go on,"

"...Are you going to be okay?" I snapped the twig in my hands and glanced up at her. Both of her eyes were open now. They were as clear as the cloudless sky, but still hard to read.

"Of course I will!" Artemis laughed pleasantly. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Um, because it's a mortal school? And in every school, there's—"

"Always someone like Aphrodite?" she finished for me.

"Yeah, exactly! We also have homework overload. And mean teachers or strict ones. And... And—"

"Don't worry. I've lived with Aphrodite, Athena, and Zeus for a long time. Five months is nothing compared to a millennia," she smirked.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Point taken."

She closed her eyes again, yet I still didn't leave. "Is there something else?"

"Since you'll be gone, we'll stay in Camp Half-Blood, right?"

"Yes, why?"

"Nothing," I left the tent quietly after that.

"So, what did she say?" Joyce asked.

"She'll be alright?"

"Duh. It's Artemis we're talking about," I rolled my eyes, lying that I didn't have any doubts.

"But isn't Hills... co-ed?" Kylie whispered.

I sighed, nodding yes. I've heard that school from Annabeth. The school was good, she had told me. Unfortunately, it would probably be infested with uncultured ego-maniacs. Probably.

"Where are we going to stay while Lady Artemis is posing as a mortal? Camp Half-Blood?"

"Yeah."

Kylie and Joyce's friend groaned. Joyce grinned. "There are cute boys there, right?" When nobody answered, she continued, "I can't wait to try something! Like, when a boy goes all, 'I'm cute, wanna go on a date with me, babe?' I'll go, 'Sorry, no. You're not cute. You never will be.'"

"Um..." Phoebe glanced at me. I shrugged.

"I did it to some boy when I was in the city. When I said he was worse than ugly, he freaked out and ran away, screaming, 'I need surgery—stat!'"

"Surgery?"

"You know what? You should try that on a kid who thinks he's all that."

"Ooh? Really?" Kylie squealed, walking away with Joyce.

"Sometimes, I don't get some girls,"

"What can I say?" I laughed. "We're a mystery."


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