Youthful Times

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Chapter Two

...::Sally POV::...

The rest of the weekend flew by quicker than I wanted it to but it didn't help blaming Kronos, the God of Time for speeding up time so that it seemed to move quicker than a speeding bullet.

One way or another, I was going to have to face this problem head on, whether I wanted to or not. But that was the thing, I didn't want to face the reality of this very situation at all.

I could just picture how the conversation was going to go if I bumped into Poseidon today. "Hey Sally. I am sorry about what happened, it was the biggest mistake of my life. It never should have happened, so as long as you say nothing, I won't say anything either because it never happened. Got it?"

Yeah, that would be a fun one sided conversation. I would probably follow what he said, but the truth is I couldn't say it never happened because it did, and the honest truth is that I didn't want to forget it because, I hate but don't hate to admit this, but what happened on Friday night was the best thing that to have ever happened to me.

It was a liberating experience for me; it made me see the world in a whole new light. By the time I got home on Saturday morning, I really wasn't phased by the fact that I had lost my virginity. I honestly felt rejuvenated and honestly, the world seemed more content on my journey back home.

I am honestly never going to forget that night, (which I finally remember and boy was it something) because a person only ever gets to experience that kind of connection once in a life time, where you give a piece of yourself to someone and it was an incredible feeling that I found myself unable to rid myself of, mainly because it was the guy I was insanely crazy about.

So I decided that I needed to hike up my skirt and face reality head on. As much as I detested the idea of having to face Poseidon and the inevitable conversation between us, I managed to pull myself out of bed when my alarm rang and get ready for the long day ahead of me, and I was ready to face it with a smile on my face.

I got changed into a pair of casual white three quarter pants and a sapphire toned, sleeveless, button-up blouse that I tucked behind my pants and it stayed securely in place by the plain, thin black belt that I had picked out for today. I looked in the mirror, playing with my hair, debating if I wanted to wear my hair up or down.

I chose to let my brown curls hang loose, picking up my brush and gingerly brushing out the knots in my hair in an attempt to rid myself of the unruly bed head that I had woken up with this morning. I picked up my favorite necklace, a simple string necklace with a half cut heart shaped pendant with a capital 'P' engraved onto its silvery smooth surface.

If you were wondering, the 'P' is for Poseidon. When we first met and were still friends, he made me this string necklace and gave me the pendant, as a promise to say that we would always be friends. Poseidon has a similar one too, except his had an 'S' which of course was for my name (although I highly doubt that he still had it).

He gave it to me right before he left for high school and when I arrived, he acted as if he didn't know me. That broke me badly, and yet, I still fell for him. I sighed as I picked out my favorite pair of matching sapphire blue flats and put them on, happy with the way I looked, I started organizing my stuff when I heard my name being called.

"Sally, honey. Breakfast's ready. Come get it while it's hot!" My mom's melodic voice yelled as I walked out my room, and down the stairs to the kitchen where I was graced by the normal everyday scene that I saw every morning when I got up for school.

My dad sat at the head of the dining table, his crisp baby blue eyes going from left to right as he examined the morning paper, obviously already heading to the sport section. Typical dad. He ran his slightly tanned hand through his sandy blonde hair before reaching out and picking up his cup of coffee.

"Morning Princess." He greeted cheerfully as he went back to examining the paper.

"Hi daddy," I replied as headed towards the kitchen where my mom was busy cooking. "Hello mom." I greeted as she smiled, her brown eyes finding mine as she reached out and greeted me with a warm hug before pulling away and tucking a strand of her chocolate brown hair behind her ear and grabbed a plate of pancakes, handing it to me.

"You had better hurry. You don't want to miss you uncle. He gets here in ten, and if you aren't in the car within five minutes after he arrives, you get left behind." She informed me, which she did every day.

"I know." I called back as I sat in my usual seat at the table and dug into my stack of pancakes, pouring only a little bit of maple syrup on top of them before I started eating. My mom and dad, joined me soon after and I smiled as we ate, laughing occasionally at my father's constant complaining about that irritating boss of his or the jokes my mother heard at her usual book meetings.

Just as I finished my pancakes, the door bell rang and I shot from my seat and answered the door, greeting my Uncle Rich with a friendly pleasant smile. "Morning kiddo. You ready to go." My uncle asked as he entered the house, heading straight to the kitchen where he poured himself his morning fix of coffee.

He is my dad's older brother (by five years), and he absolutely adores me. He works in an accounting firm, and my dad works at a law firm. Anyway, Uncle Rich has dark brown hair like me, and his eyes are the closest to mine, and a lot of people think that he is really my dad, but sadly he isn't.

"Morning Jim. Morning Laura." He greeted with a friendly smile as he sipped his coffee, looking at his watch, "Kiddo, you got three minutes so you had better move it." I nodded and rushed upstairs, grabbing the rest of my books that I loaded into my bag and I rushed down the stair, meeting my uncle at the door, right on time. "Let's go or else we will be late."

"Okay," I rushed to the kitchen and quickly kissed my mom's cheek and gave my dad a big hug before I shot outside and chucked my bag onto the back seat of my Uncle's Ford Mustang gt 2005 . It was blue with white racing strips that made it look so cool. I have to admit, it is an awesome car. My uncle has told me that when the girls see him in this car, they practically drool all over it.

Yeah right. The day I see it is when Mrs Dobbs, my maths teacher makes kissy faces with a pig.

I grinned at my uncle before climbing into the passenger seat, remembering to put on my seat belt and we were off. "Thanks again for taking me to school. I hope it's not a hassle for you Uncle Rich."

"It's no problem kiddo. I love giving you a lift, gives me a chance to spend to my favorite niece." I grin as I listen to my uncle animatedly talk about his weekend and how he sat at home, bored out of his mind. His words, not mine. As we pulled into the school yard, I leaned over and hugged my uncle before hoping out and picking up my bag and waving good bye to him as he drove off.

I turned and stared down my enemy. Goode High School, the Tartarus of human society in my opinion because this place is my living nightmare, mainly because of one person, and she currently had her fangs hooked into none other than Poseidon Olympia.

Speaking of the devil...

Right next to where I was standing, a bright red, flashy sports car pulled up and out came the ultimate queen bee of Goode High.

Amphitrite Titan was the definition of pure evil. I don't know how an innocent, kind hearted person like Poseidon let himself be roped into the crutches of the devil. Amphitrite was beautiful I will admit but she only cared about her beauty and degrading others and Poseidon took no notice.

Her piercing, intimidating brown eyes which were almost as dark as mocha bore into mine as she tried to intimidate me but she wasn't going to manipulate me. She flicked her long black hair over her shoulder and strutted away like she was a supermodel on runway in her golden, bejeweled stilettos with a black skirt so short and tight, and a tight, spaghetti strapped crop-top so revealing that it made her look like a strumpet, (which in my opinion, she was).

I frowned and headed into the hallways of my school, and went straight for my locker and I nearly had a heart attack when I saw the figure that I was dreading seeing today, casually leaning against my locker like it was an everyday thing.

I felt my heart jump when I saw him there, looking so devilishly hot, in a pair of ripped denim jeans with a short sleeved, checkered blue and white pattern button up shirt with his untamed black hair, a determined look on his face.

He was waiting for me.

The moment that thought crossed my mind, he looked up and his drop dead gorgeous sea green eyes met mine and he pushed off of the locker and made his way towards me. I started to panic but thankfully the bell rang and the halls were flooded with people.

I lost him in all of the commotion and managed to get to my class without him noticing where I had gone. Thankfully I had managed to go most of the day without bumping into him but sadly, my luck had finally run out.

I was walking towards my locker, having homeroom now but sadly, I didn't realize that I wasn't the only one with homeroom. I arrived by my locker to find that Poseidon was there, ready and waiting for me. "Sally, I know you have been avoiding me all day but we seriously need to talk about what happened." He said as he stood in front of me, his bag hanging off of his one shoulder which just made him look so hot. I did my best to ignore him as I grabbed my necessary books.

"I already know what you are going to say Poseidon. You don't need to threaten me to not tell anyone about what transpired between us that night. I wouldn't want to damage your reputation." I announced coldly as I slammed my locker shut and started stalking off but I felt someone a hand wraps itself around my wrist, instantly making me stop.

I turned round and faced Poseidon; his dark green eyes bore into mine. I noticed that when our eyes met, a fiery determination ignited in his eyes that made my heart drum against my chest.

"Poseidon, let me go." I demanded in a dangerously calm, yet seriously polite tone that even had me lost for words. For the record, let this show that I am mentally murdering myself because I promised myself that I would talk to him today, and here I am trying to run away once again.

"No."

I stared at him dumbfounded. "Excuse me, but did you just say say?" I gazed at him incredulously, not sure if I was impressed or annoyed at his boldness.

"Exactly what I said Sally. No, I will not release you until you agree to stop acting like so childishly and so full of pride and prejudice so that we can have a civilized, adult conversation so that we can discuss the events that transpired between you and I like mature adults and not temperamental teenagers." Poseidon answered, and I found myself amazed by the formal tone he used with me.

I will admit, that I was highly offended by his words, even if they were as true as day. I huffed in annoyance, and swallowed my pride, and got rid of my stupidly childish idiosyncrasies as I looked at Poseidon with respect and admiration.

"Very well Poseidon. We can talk. In all honesty, I was avoiding having this conversation but I know that I couldn't avoid you forever, no matter how much I hoped and prayed." Poseidon snickered. "Yeah, we can talk but not in the hallway, you never know who could be watching and listening to us."

"Alright." He answered, finally releasing my hand from his vice grip and sighed. "Where shall we talk then?"

"We can go to the library, more specifically, the back room. Mrs Hanson lets me use it so I would be disturbed or bothered by anyone." I answered, and turned on my heel, heading towards the library, leaving Poseidon to enjoy his befuddlement of my statement. "Come on Poseidon, times a ticking."

I hear him cursing as his running footsteps drum against the ground as he appears next to me, panting, trying to catch his breath. "Can I ask exactly how you managed to convince that old bat to let you in there." He asked with bated breath, "I have been trying for years. She lets no-one back there so how did you manage that."

"For one, I didn't have to ask, she let me because I was nice to her, and offered to help her in the library and I have been doing it every day since I came to this school." He raised an eyebrow. "Because I helped her, she grew to like me and lets me use the room because I help her."

"I never knew that that kitty hoarder could like anyone or anything except her cats?" Poseidon muttered to himself and I couldn't help but snicker, considering I could hear what he said.

"Besides the fact that she likes me, I also don't refer to her as kitty hoarder, old bat and what other nicknames you and your friends developed for her." I retorted, "See, being nice can actually help."

"I can be nice and helpful." He protested, and that's when I lost it. I burst out laughing, shaking my head at Poseidon's antics.

"And I was being childish."

"Hey!"

The second I turned and saw the dumbfounded look on his face, I couldn't help but burst out giggling. He looked so cute when he was confused.

GAH! Bad Sally, don't think about him like that. You are supposed to hate him for what he did to you, not praise him. stop thinking about his cute face, with those perfectly beautiful hope filled green eyes with his perfectly composed lips that felt so wonderful agai-

"Sally." Poseidon interrupted me from my thoughts and I turned to him and noticed the worried expression on his face. "Sally, are you alright?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"You went silent on me. I got worried." I frowned and looked away. Yeah right, like you could ever care about me. You haven't been bothered to do that since the day I arrived here. So why would you start caring now.

"I am fine Poseidon. Your pretty little head isn't obligated to worry about. It's not like you have done that years so why start now when I will always be a big nobody, especially whenever I am around you." I answered coldly, not able to stop myself from voicing my thoughts.

What the Tartarus! Why did I just say that?

"Sally. I-"

"Don't Poseidon." I spat, interrupting him. "Our friendship died the day you left. By the time I got here, you barely acknowledged me so in turn I tried to let go, which I almost had, so don't start trying to associate with me now because it is already too late to fix, so don't because the second it is fixed, and people find out, your popularity will matter more to you than some friendship you had with the stupid girl you slept with."

Gods of Olympus, why can't I keep my mouth shut.

"Sally, you know that I am not like that. You know that my personal loyalty is like my fatal flaw." He attempted to defend himself but I already had a retort.

I stopped and turned to him, forgetting the tears that were forming in my eyes, " Personal loyalty? If personal loyalty was you fatal flaw, then where was it all those years ago when I arrived at this school. That day I approached you and said "hey," you scoffed and walked off like I was some piece of trash you threw away." That shut him right up, I was too angry to stop now. I had waited nearly five years to say this to him, so I was damn well going to say it.

"I-"

"See. You don't even know what to say. That proves how right I am." I growled, wiping away the flowing tears. "Poseidon, you were my best friend, and do you know that the toughest part of letting that friendship go was realizing that you already did."

"But people change Sally. I changed, so couldn't you accept that!" He yelled angrily. He opened his mouth to continue but I wasn't going to let him say anything more.

"I did accept it, but what I couldn't accept was the fact that the memories didn't. It's hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember!" His face fell, and the tears started pouring. "I honestly wish that everything didn't remind me of you because it makes it harder than it should have been because you were my best friend and you let me go."

I saw the pained expression on his face and I broke down, I turned away from, hugging my chest. I couldn't look at him right now.

"you want to know something. I lost myself trying to hold onto you but now I realize that it was for nothing because you should never lose them self while trying to hold onto someone who doesn't care about losing you. Sadly, you didn't care about losing me and it has taken me so long to realize that." That was the final blow to my heart, even if it was directed at him.

His silence was so painful; I didn't know what to do.

"In reality, change sucks. Going from being someone important to not being important sucks. Watching you already forget about me really sucked. Being forgotten hurts more when it was your best who forgot about you." And with that I wiped my tears and slowly start walking away, not daring to look back, not caring if he followed me or not, but it was done now. "I won't say anything about what happened between us, but I won't forget." I called out as I walked away.

And with that, I headed to my destination, still hugging my chest, only left to my thoughts, loneliness already accepting me as it's friend once again as well as my best friend, sorrow. You want to know something personal, it's easy to talk about love, to write about it, but it's never easy to fall out of it.

You heard me right, I love him, and being abandoned by him hurt. I was going to try my best to get over him, even if it broke me. If Poseidon wants me in his life again, then he is going to have to put some form of effort into showing it but at this stage, I want nothing more to do with him ever again. He broke me once, he won't do it again.

A/N:- Well there you guys go, a nice long chapter riddled with a whole lotta drama. he he he, I am super psyched by the response I have gotten already, it's absolutely awesome. I hope that you guys enjoyed this chapter, the next one will probably be Poseidon's not a hundred percent sure yet, cause I like writing Sally, but it will probably be Poseidon.

Also, there were no descriptions for Sally's parents and uncle, so I made them up, i hope you guys liked them and don't worry, there will be more to come soon. So guys, don't forget to drop a review and favorite, follow, and spread the word about my story if you love it. The more the merrier. So see you guys soon, I will be updating this next Sunday (hopefully), so be expecting a new chapter every Sunday. And don't worry, I won't get writer's block cause I already have the entire thing mapped out. Anyway, thanks go to everyone who reviewed, got to run, see you next week Sunday.

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