Chris' P.O.V.
This week didn't start the right way.
Especially, when you are in a war prank with your girlfriend.
And she dyed all your clothes of pink.
"Clarisse!" I yelled from the laundry room, when I saw all my white shirts looking like it was a parade of, well... pink.
"Yes?" she looked in through the door, with a smirk in her face "Is anything bothering you?"
"Cut the nice crap, I know you did this!" I showed her the first shirt I pulled out of the dryer.
"Me?" She faked innocence, but I wasn't actually buying it. Even when she was innocent, Clarisse didn't act innocent "That's not my doing-"
"Oh, really?" I argued with her, kneeling down to see all my clothes pink. In the middle of all of it, I found a clothe that wasn't mine. A red pair of panties "Then, whose are these?" I pulled them out and her face reddens as much as the panties. I smirked "So, these are yours"
"Give them back" she tried to take them off my hand, but I put them out of reach.
"Not even by chance, sweetheart" She scowled at the given nickname. Finally! A known expression "Now, they're my property and I'll do whatever I want with them"
"And what's gonna be that? Keep you company at night?" she mocked me. I didn't lose the smirk on my face.
"Are you saying I can keep you in my bed?" I suggested. Clarisse redden even more at that suggestion and bolted away from me "You want me, sweetheart! It's only a matter of time!" I screamed at her retrieving figure.
"What's a matter of time?" Nico, who was passing by, asked, confused "What's going on with you two?" I walked to him and patted his shoulder, sympathetically.
"That, Nico, is something you're not ready to know" I left giving him that cryptic message, which I'm sure left him baffled about it. I headed back to the Stolls' room and started to look between the prank supplies "Hair spray? Nope. Whipped cream? Too obvious. Toilet paper? Too cliche..."
"Turning into a new Stoll?" Reyna's voice came from the door and I didn't even dignify myself with an answer "Just saying, they would all expect it..." She left, while I kept looking around the supplies.
"Just a few more days, Chris..." I mumbled to myself. Reyna was kind of right: everyone expected me to become the class' clown because the Stolls weren't around. Pranking wasn't my strongest point, not like stealing was. I was kind of an expert in that area "Just a few more days until-"
"Rodriguez!" I winced at the scream that echoed all the house. Clarisse must have found my last prank, in which I turned all her cargo pants... for skirts. I came out and saw everyone in the living room arguing (some almost sparring) each other. But when Clarisse came out of her room, a skirt in hand, everyone back away and stared at us, like if we were a freaking circus "Where are they?!"
"Where are what?" I played dumb, just like she did when I told her about my pink shirts.
"My cargo pants! Where are they?!" she insisted, shoving the skirt to my face. I caught it and started to examined it in front of everyone.
"I don't have them, if that's what you mean" I acknowledged, telling the truth. She narrowed her eyes and stared at me, trying to see if I was deceiving her.
"Where did you hid them?"
"What the heck is going on with everyone today?!" Will exploded, looking around. I looked at him, confused, but all I could do was to smirk.
"Well, apparently, Clary here can't see these are her cargo pants..." I teased her, throwing back the skirt. Her eyes opened wide big and she was about to launch at me (to strangle me, that's for sure) when Percy got in between.
"Stop it, right there!" he ordered. Surprisingly, Clarisse listened to him and stopped "Chris, if this is a way to make it up for Travis and Connor-"
"Nice try, Percy. But, no" I admitted, shaking my head "And, think it like this: if I wanted to fill the oh so great void Travis and Connor are leaving behind, don't you think I'll be bothering everyone?" My words got him thinking, looking around.
"Don't try to stop me next time, punk" Clarisse jabbed a finger in Percy's chest, getting his full attention "Because, next time, you'll be my target" She stormed out of the room, not before giving me a murderous look. I smirked, knowing that today she had to go to school in skirt.
"You know... This whole thing can end right now..." I followed her to her room, still smirking.
"Oh, really?" she turned to see me, glaring "And allow you to consider yourself better than me?! Ha! Keep dreaming, punk!"
"Just remember that I gave you a choice..." I reminded her "All you have to do is say the words: 'I give up. My boyfriend is way better than me'" I whispered in her ear.
"Those will be your words, punk!" She headed back into her room, slamming the door.
What a day this will be...
Garian's P.O.V.
Knock, knock!
"Go away!" I said, totally asleep. I wanted to keep sleeping. It's something wrong with it?
"Garian..." I heard Reyna's voice and groaned, hiding in my pillow "Garian, we're gonna be late for school"
"I don't wanna go!" I mumbled against my pillow.
"Garian, c'mon... It's your first day at Goode!" Reyna insisted.
"Exactly why it should be avoided!" I whined. I definitely didn't wanna go to school. I hated school, there was no other explanation. And I was terrible at it.
"The day you step into Goode would be your first day, even if it's today, tomorrow or next week!" she reasoned with me. I groaned again, knowing she was right.
"But, I don't wanna go..." I repeated. Reyna ignored me and pulled away my curtains, letting the sun in "Reyna!" I complained, but Reyna took the chance that, while I was shielding my eyes from the sun, she ripped off my sheets "Wait!"
"No more wait, mister! Breakfast is on the table and you better eat it before leaving" she slammed my door shut and I groaned to myself.
"She's worst than a mom..." I could be lying. I have no experience of having a mother while growing up, because mine dropped me off at my Dad's door when I was three days old. At least, that's what Dad is always complaining about. That she left him with another mouth to feed, that his duty and work was already enough time consuming to raise a proper child.
So, in the very deep bottom of my heart, I was enjoying Reyna's attention while looking after me.
After New Year's, she told me her story. She told me that his father was a man of the military, in Puerto Rico, where she and Hylla where born (Hylla is my other sister... Isn't it cool?!). After Reyna was born, her Dad started to lose it little by little, until she had to 'put an end to it'. She didn't explain exactly what she did, but all I know is that she and Hylla flee to the USA, where they parted ways: Hylla continued to Seattle, where she's now, the Amazon Queen (never visiting without a letter from Reyna, otherwise, I don't think she'll believe me). Reyna, whoever, found Lupa, the she-wolf goddess and the Legion, who chose her Praetor.
When she first met me, she was a little wary about my presence, because she told me that men keep breaking her trust on them or whatever that meant to her. But, when she learnt I was her brother (or half-brother, whatever), she was like, really excited and began to act a little like 'mama bear', kind of thing.
The only thing left was for her to feed me in my mouth.
Never gonna happen.
"And the sleeping beauty is awake" Will's voice filled my ears and I glared at him, when I got to the kitchen "Reyna woke you up?" I nodded, eating my already prepared cereal.
"At least, Clarisse didn't woke you up" Thalia pointed out, smirking. I nodded again. Clarisse was kind of my cousin in some way. I mean, both our parents are in the war business and (as Annabeth taught me, because she insisted that I know all of the stories and tales, claiming that 'they could save my life'. And considering how insane my life just got, I won't argue with that) they could be consider cousins/siblings/father-daughter.
If that last one is true, I'll admit is hard to consider Clarisse my Aunt.
Really hard.
"Anyway, finish up, before Reyna has an attack" Will suggested, before stiffing. I looked up and saw Nico walking into the kitchen. Will looked sad, but kept his head high and left the room, while Nico followed him with his eyes, all glum and stuff. They haven't talked since before New Year's Eve.
"Looks like everyone in this house is at the brick of a fight" Thalia mumbled, sipping her drink. I nodded, agreeing with her.
"Is this common for demigods?" I asked her. She put her drink down and rubbed her arm.
"That depends... Ares' kids pick up fights with everyone, yet Clarisse is only arguing with Chris, nowadays"
"And the rest?" I wondered.
"Well... Jason, Hazel and Frank are, like, really calm, which is weird they go pick up fights..." she numbered "Leo is always joking around, so..." she shrugged, continuing "Annabeth and Percy's arguments are normal, but they've tuned down since Ariel"
"What about Will and Nico?"
"Those two are a mystery for me, either" I frowned, confused.
"Looks like Reyna, Rachel and us are the only ones not fighting"
"Cheers for that!" she raised her cup, like if she was giving a toast.
"Garian, you ready?!" Reyna shouted from across the house. I sighed and grabbed my stuff.
"The first day of my life... again" Thalia patted my back in support.
"Think it like this: with us there, it could be your last first day of your life"
That really didn't sound that bad...
Dylan's P.O.V.
She's not answering her phone...
Why is she not answering her phone?
Did she saw my texts?
Was she with... someone else?
"Staring at the phone's screen won't make it ring faster" Octavian mocked me, while I was staring at my phone's screen to see if Praetor had called me. I got her number from the New Year's Eve masquerade ball and we've been talking ever since. Everytime I'm in the phone with her, Octavian shows his head and smirks at me. It's his way of telling me: 'I made that happen, don't you forget it'.
"I'm worried" I admitted, looking at him. He was finishing a paper due today.
"Would you relax?" he snapped at me, smirking "She probably forgot, because she's enrolling her brother on her school..." I raised an eyebrow at his detailed explanation.
"And, how do you know that?!" He simply looked up from his work and smirked.
"My girlfriend goes to the same school. And is her friend" I gasped. Why I always forget that detail? "Speaking of girlfriends... When are you asking her out?"
"When I know her real name" I replied, stubborn.
"I can tell you her name. Is-" I placed a hand over his mouth to shut him up. The next thing I know, he's licking my hand.
"Ew! Gross, man!" I complained, wiping it clean. He chuckled and stared at me.
"Now, seriously... Why are you waiting for?"
"She doesn't look like she's looking for a relationship..." I came up with that excuse, but he didn't buy it.
"Trust me when I say that, she wants it. She just don't know how to get it..."
"You seem to know a lot about her..." I noticed. Octavian paled a bit, but nothing else.
"We, um... we go to the same summer camp in San Fransisco" I nodded. That explained a lot.
Knock, knock!
"I'll go" I got up, ignoring my phone for a second and opened the door. A red headed girl was standing at it, with a little mirror in her hand, applying lipstick. Her green eyes were standing up, because of the make up she was wearing. And her clothes were a tight jean and a red shirt, with high heels "Can I help you?" I greeted her, who put down the mirror and smirked at me.
"Only when I'm done with my boyfriend" she whispered in my ear, before walking inside my dorm. Was that a joke or what?! "Octi!"
"Rachel?! Wow!" Octavian was left speechless when he saw her. He was trying to say something, but nothing came out "Why- why- what are you wearing?" he finally managed to stuttered out. And, of course, she didn't like that reaction, because she pouted.
"Why? You don't like it?" she asked, faking being hurt. Octavian frowned at her reaction, but shook her head quickly.
"No! I mean... You look amazing!" he complemented her. She smiled and blushed, looking down and playing with a curl in her hand "Just a little shocking, that's all..." Was it me or he was not being honest?
"Yeah... I kind of change my whole wardrobe... My clothes were like, so last season" I raised my eyebrows in surprise. I had a few runs with Octavian's girlfriend (like in the park, the masquerade ball, and double dates on the weekends), but this didn't sounded like her "So... whatcha doing?"
"Um, we just were about to leave for class..." I tried to save my friend, who looked tongue-tied.
"Speaking of which, shouldn't you be at school?" he noticed, raising an eyebrow. She pouted again, making her look like a cake doll.
"I dropped school"
"You wHAT?!" Octavian screamed, totally surprised. His girlfriend rolled her eyes and stared at him.
"They weren't, like, teaching anything useful... It's not like, what I'm doing for the rest of my life..."
"Um, Octavian..." I called him, showing him my watch. He nodded and grabbed his books.
"Look, Rach, I have to go to class, but I wanna have a conversation with you when lunch is here" She groaned.
"Whatever. I'll be at the mall" she announced, walking to the door. But, before leaving, she turned to see him "You know, I thought that boyfriend were suppose to be supportive... I'm not sure if I want you as my boyfriend anymore" She opened the door and left. Just like that.
"You OK, man?" I checked him, who was frowning at the door.
"Was it me or she was acting... weird?" I nodded in agreement "Wait, did she said 'I'm not sure if I want you as my boyfriend anymore'?" He paled a little, like if he finally got the words she said.
"I'm sorry, man..."
"That's not Rachel" he concluded. He looked serious and focused, like if that statement gave him sense of life.
"I admit she was a little out of character-"
"No, Dylan. I know my girlfriend, the same way you know your sister. She may look like it, but that's not my girlfriend..."
"And, what are you gonna do?"
"Me? Nothing..." he recognized "But, until I have solid evidence, I won't trust her completely..."
"You sound like those old cheap soap operas my Mom used to watch..."
"Trust me, my life is like a cheap soap opera..."
Triton's P.O.V.
"M'Lord Triton!" I heard my name being called by one of Father's servants. I rolled my eyes and opened the door of my chambers.
"May I know why are you disturbing me, when I said that I didn't want to be disturbed?!" I could see him shaking like a leaf on land. So pathetic...
"Your- your Father had requested your presence, sire" he stuttered the order out. I groaned but left my chambers and headed to Father's Throne Room, where he was sat in his throne, while Mother was standing in front of him, her arms crossed in her chest. And, by the looks of it, he just had an argument with Mother, which means that, if I don't want to be on his bad side, I must behave. Dear Gods, this will take forever!
"Triton... So nice that you can greet us with your, um... presence" I noticed a hint of sarcasm under his tone.
"I'm sorry that my duties had kept me away from my family" I lied, bowing. Curtesy and manners.
"What you do with your free time is none of my business..." Father clarified, raising an eyebrow "Or, it should be my business?"
"No!" I blurted out, catching his attention "I mean... Not, unless there's something you wanna know..." I saved.
"Well, my main concerns right now is on land-" Great, another reminder that my siblings and daughter are more important than me... "-but, I'm more concern about your lately behavior towards me and your sister, who was exiled without any valid reason by your mother" he sent a cold glare towards Mother's direction, who couldn't keep shut.
"Oh, so you continue to pick her up over your heir?!"
"Amphritite, we already had this argument. She's as much as your daughter as it is mine..."
"Any kid of mine will never favorites mortals over their own flesh and blood!" Mother was outraged.
"Even when that flesh and blood comes from your kids?" Mother narrowed her eyes at Father.
"Don't you dare bring that spawn into the conversation, Poseidon!"
"That's enough, Amphritite!" Father slammed his fist against his armchair "Benthesikyme, Perseus and Ariel are members of this family, and I suggest you to keep your opinions to yourself if you really want to maintain your title as Sea Goddess..." Mother got livid because of the threat, and shut her mouth "Good. Now, to matter in hands..."
"I'm not with freedom to discuss it, Father" I told him, serious. He raised an eyebrow "After all, I think the same as Mother" Mother sent me a sly smile in my direction, glad she had an ally.
"Why I'm not surprise by your answer?" Father recognized. I shrugged at him "But, that would only means you'd have to work your way up again"
"Excuse me?" I asked, not sure if I understood correctly.
"Triton, because you're my only, um, immortal son-" I glared at him "-the laws of Atlantis immediately dictate that you should take over my position when I abdicate" I nodded "However, I'm considering changing that law"
He said wHAT?!
"Poseidon, have you lost your mind?!" Mother interjected, fuming "No one in their right mind will follow your spawn with that mortal woman! I'm almost confident that he would not want the job!"
"Hold your horses, woman!" Father boomed at her, making her quiet "You're right, Perseus will never take over my kingdom, even if I ask him too..." Mother was already smirking in victory "But I was never thinking about him replacing Triton" UH?!
"Father, then who?" I questioned him.
"Whoever is more right and suitable for the role" He must have seen our confusing faces, because he sighed "I was considering that, instead of a male inherit the position, that the most rightful child takes over"
"Treason!" Mother yelled. I was gaping at Father. If what he said was true, it meant that I'd have to fight with my sisters for the right to be the only heir!
"Shut your mouth, woman or you're spending your time as a prisoner!" Father threaten her. That shut Mother up.
"If- If that's your will, Father..." Father turned his head to me, serious.
"Do you have a reason why I should not do it?" I wanted to give him a million reasons! But he would consider them selfish, so... no.
"No, Father... I think you're allow to choose whoever you want to be your heir"
"Good" Father approved "Now, I suggest you to be ready for anything, because I won't let you know when a task or test would be taking place"
"Understood, Father" I bowed, respectfully. Mother nodded me and we both left the Throne Room, together.
"That thinking will doom your father" Mother spatted, not specifically at me "I'd have to get on his god side..."
"Then, I suggest you to stop snapping everytime he mentions his spawn, his lover or his grandspawn, or you'll never be" I was focusing on the future tasks ahead. I couldn't change my game of plan, or else Athena will make me pay. And having her as an enemy is worst than having Father as an enemy "Look at the bright side, Mother"
"And, which is the bright side?" I smirked at her.
"Well, you can always convince Rodo to hand me the spot" I emphasized, smirking. Mother was smirking as well.
"Keep that kind of thinking, my son... The throne will remain to be yours..."