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Chapter Two

I ignored the comment. He was a god and couldn't possibly understand the need of food. Do gods even need to eat? Well... I have no clue. I guess I'll find out.

We stopped for gas at the local gas station, I missed it at the original glance. I was surprised, Apollo knew how to pump gas. I know, strange thought. I honestly thought he would make me do it. I wonder what exactly Aphrodite had promised because it obliviously wasn't what I thought it would be. No one would go that far for that.

"So is there anything that I should know about?" I asked trying to make conversation.

"Nope, do you want to hear my latest haiku?" He replied.

"Sure," I replied. Not knowing what I was getting into.

"Sun setting today

Sky red and purple with black

I am so awesome," the god told me.

I didn't say a word. That was true awfulness.

I may not have taken any poetry classes at camp, or even read a poem, but I was sure that poems weren't supposed to sound quite like that. Oh well.

Apollo started to drive.

"So where are we going?" I asked after what felt like thirty minutes.

"We're traveling to Las Vegas," he answered. "It shouldn't be long. Only a couple of hours."

"The mirror's in Las Vegas?" I asked. If it was then I was screwed. There'd be thousands of mirrors there.

"I don't think it is, but it's a start. My sight of the mirror is blocked," he told me.

Great... the god of prophecy can't find the mirror. Something's wrong with this picture. Who in their right mind would steal Aphrodite's mirror? Do they ever want love? It would be like stealing Eros's bow. It would be crazy unless you wanted to create love. In that case, we'd be looking for a matchmaking service. But what person would be able to shield it from Apollo's eyes?

Would a god or titan really do something like that?

Well, yes, they would.

Who has Aphrodite made an enemy of? I know that Hecate and Aphrodite don't exactly see eye to eye... Would Hecate really do something like that though? She is the goddess of magic, and...

"What are you thinking about?" Apollo asked.

What the...

"Just thinking about where the mirror is," I replied. I told him the truth. After all, it would be stupid not to. He is the god of truth and therefore would know if I was lying.

"Are you sure?" he told me, giving a lopsided grin. It was enough to make the butterflies in my stomach flutter.

"Yes," I replied.

"Just making sure," he told me, his face becoming more serious. I wonder why?

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing that you should be concerned with," he replied.

"Then what should I be concerned with?"

It was only a simple question. An honest one too. I wasn't suspecting silence. Was Apollo mad at me? I hope not, I do not need a god upset at me...

"What's wrong?" Apollo eventually asked. He looked concerned. I guess I wasn't as good at concealing my emotions as I thought.

"Aren't you mad at me?" I replied.

He looked at me in a way I had never seen him look at someone before. It was a truly quizzical look, one that is difficult to explain.

"Why would I be mad at you?" he asked me very sincerely. Something in what he said made my heart beat a little faster, and my stomach once again has butterflies flying. Did I like Apollo? I really don't know, maybe Aphrodite was messing with my brain. She may not have her mirror, but she can still play with emotions. I have to be careful...

Sorry for the chapter being so short. I didn't have much time to write with all my other stories that I have going and school.