I had been used to attention, craved it in fact, but when I walked into the school with..what's his name? Oh yes Ryan,the pressure was on. When talking to my demigod children,they had always described high school as your own personal Tartarus, but I thought they were just being dramatic,I see they weren't now.

"Oh Gods."I say walking slowly into the hall with Ryan as people stopped to stare and whisper. Usually this wouldn't scare me because I knew the comments were along the line of "She's so beautiful! " "Can you marry me!" but now that I was stuck in this body, the comments were no doubt along the lines "Eww who is that." "Does she even go here?"

I stopped in the middle of the hallway as I could not handle it anymore. These teenagers were like vultures!

Ryan turned and saw I stopped and came to my aid.

"Hey."He said with concerned eyes.

I looked around to see more people staring.

"Why do they keep staring." I whisper in a weak voice.

He looks around and glares at the people staring as they drop their heads instantly becoming interested in their shoes.

He turns back to me with the same bright smile.

"I guess they're not usually use to seeing me with a girl." He says awkwardly scratching the back of his head.

"Oh." I said blushing.

No stop it Aphrodite! No blushing! Get yourself together!

I corrected my composure and looked at Ryan. Time to play hard to get.

"Well I must get to class, don't want to be late on the first day!" I say walking off.

"Wai!t" Ryan says catching my hand that had sent a thousand bolts through my body, my knees turned into jelly but with a all my strength I managed to stand up straight.

"Mhmm." I managed to say but in a squeaky voice.

"Let me walk you to class." He said still holding my hand not taking no for an answer.

"I would love that." I said with a wide smile on my face.

Playing hard to get was a no go.


After first period,I had found my locker with the help of two teachers and one student tour guide who had no doubt had grey hairs from the amount of stress I'd been giving her.

I was just about finished and closed my locker to be met with piercing green eyes that if had lasers,would definitely be shooting at me right now.

"What are you doing." The girl said with the utmost seriousness.

The girl had long black hair that had obviously been dyed and had highlights of had a black leather jacket and a Metallica T-Shirt that said "Seek and Destroy" ,she had black ripped jeans and combat boots on. I had tried not to scream then and there.

"And you are..?" I said grabbing books out of my locker.

"Ha Ha Ha very funny." She said with no amusement on her face.

"The question is who are you 'Miss I have a new boyfriend who is the most popular person in here and his name is Ryan Parker and I didn't tell my best friend in the world, CeCe!' " she said with wide eyes.

So that was her name,CeCe, I'd only call one person that, one of my close friends, Celine Dion, I really have to check up on her to see if she's still alive so we can go out for a nice cup of tea.

"Well he's not even my boyfriend." I said closing my locker and walking to my next class.

Yet.I thought to myself.

"So!" She says walking with me.

I start walking faster.

"Mel!" She says grabbing my arm.

I turn around in annoyance.

"What's going on?" She says concerned.

I sigh.

Mortals.

"Nothing's wrong!" I say stopping and turning to the mortal.

I take a deep breath.

"Just first day jitters." I say calmly.

CeCe didn't look convinced but I didn't really care.

"Now if you excuse me,I have to get to class,can't be late!" I say with the fakest smile as I waved and left CeCe standing there.

"Mel!" CeCe called out.

I sighed again and turned around.

"Yes?" I say through gritted teeth.

CeCe crosses her arms.

"French is that way." She said pointing behind her.

Heat rose to my cheeks.

"Yes of course,I knew that." I say flipping my hair back regaining my dignity.

I walked down the hall feeling CeCe's eyes on me.

Mortals make everything so complicated!


"Bonjour les étudiants,comment se passe votre premier jour?" The teacher said as he walked into the class.

"Terrible." I murmured while looking at my nails. I was disgusted at the fact that they were all bitten off. Did this mortal have no personal hygiene!

"I see that we did not study this summer!" The teacher said after writing his name on the board,it said . I looked at the teacher,he was a middle aged man with light brown hair and dark brown eyes ,he had a permanent snear on his face.

The class stirred in silence at 's remark.

"Very well."he says opening the workbook on his desk.

"Let's turn to page 58 and can someone tell me one the first sentence in section one says?" He says looking up.

The class remain silent.

"Hmm."he said with his brow raised surveying the classroom.

"Bryce!" He says calling out one of the guys in the class snickered at his uneasiness.

"Uh yes Mr. Carson?"Bryce said.

Bryce did not look like the type of guy to get this right. He was a jock,you could tell by his letterman's jacket, and he looked way too old to be in a junior class.

"Please tell us what the first sentence translates to in English." says .

"Umm..ok..let's see,um,Hola?" Bryce says nervously as the whole class burst into laughter.

"No ." says .

"Perhaps if you spent as much time as you spend memorizing football plays into studying for my class then you would be passing." says making the class laugh even more.

I for one believed that beauty beats brains any day,that is how the saying goes.

I just rolled my eyes and sighed in boredom.

looked my way.

"Oh I'm sorry ,are we boring you?"Mr. Carson asked someone as the class ooo's.

I look up to see all eyes on me. I'm .

"What?" I say confused.

"Excuse us! ,and please explains to us why your nails are more important than my class and while you're at it, tell us what the first sentence is in English."He says in triumph.

I scoff as I look at the paper and then looked back at .

"It says 'In the Middle Ages,France was apart of the Roman-Catholic Church.'" I say easily.

It was true ,but while I spent time with Henry ll,he was no Catholic.

The class snickered at 's frustration at me answering it correctly.

"Very good." He says sitting on his desk.

"Tu es bon avec la langue?" He ask.

"Courant."I reply

"Vraiment?"He says challenging.

"Bien sûr, vous pouvez dire que je l'ai créé, mais à en juger par votre visage, je dirais que vous parlez à peine. Stupide mortel." I say leaving him stuck and confused as they look at the mortal looking like a gaping fish.

He closes his mouths and then glares at me with anger.

"Whatever you just said ,you just got after school detention for it." He says making the class ooo again.

"What's detention?" I murmured to myself.


I close my locker and again,was met with piercing green eyes.

"Gods!Why do you do that!" I say starting to scurry away from CeCe.

"I can't believe you beat me into getting detention on the first day!" CeCe exclaims.

"Lucky me." I murmured to myself.

"How'd you even find out about that!"I ask turning my head to her.

"I have my sources." She says casually.

"Now let's go to lunch,I heard they're serving meatloaf."

Just a little chapter,they will get bigger,I promise.