Me: NEVERMORE! OMIGOSH! PEOPLES DO YOU REALIZE THAT WE ARE ONLY LESS THAN 3 WEEKS AWAY FROM THE INTERNATIONAL RELEASE OF DYLAN'S DEATH?
Fang: You don't know that…
Me: I actually don't care, as long as it's Fax. FAX FTW!
Fang: Thanks for your support? I think?
Me: I know that Harmonia is supposed to have, like a billion kids or whatever, but for my sake, let's just pretend she's forever 16. Mm-kay?
Mia POV
Great job, Mia. Tell the world that your best friend is a minor goddess, why don't you?
Deep breath, calm. Don't set the world on fire. FUN and Janelle Monae have the wrong idea about the world. You may be young, but turning Earth into a beacon of a fireball isn't a good idea.
Gosh, I can already hear Fay's voice, "Andromeda Castilla Fultia!" she would yell, "I don't know what you are, but you are not human! Nobody can spontaneously combust and survive! Even your father hates you!"
Fay is my stepmother. I don't know why my dad married her. After one of her fits like this, which were usually caused by me setting something on fire, my father would pull me aside and remind me, "You know why you're like this. You're special. Your real mom is a Greek goddess, and she gave you this gift."
I would sigh and hug him, "Tell me about her."
He would repeat the same things he had told me a million times, "She was a simple person. Never wore anything flashy, never tried to stand out. She valued home and family as the most important thing in the realms."
"Didn't have a temper, but could be as dangerous as a bonfire," I would say with him and smile. That was all it took to make me feel better.
As for Fay, I don't know what my dad would do to calm her down.
And as for my temper, if seems as though I was born with it. I'm a mean person. It didn't take abandonment, or teasing to make me like that, I just am. I don't mean to hurt people, but snarky remarks seem to be in my blood. I guess that's why Harmonia said she was destined to find me after-
"A goddess? Who?"
I opened my mouth, ready to answer with some snide comment, like, 'Why do you care, didn't think I was good enough to be trained by a goddess?' when the whole pavilion was blinded by a flash of light. I roll my eyes. Show off.
"That would be me," my best friend appeared amidst all the light.
"You know, for the goddess of harmony, you really have a thing for showing off."
It was her turn to roll her eyes at me.
Chiron bowed from the waist up, since he was in horse form, "My lady Harmonia."
All the campers stood up to do the same, when Mona smiled and put her hand up, "No reason for formalities. Please, call me Mona," Turning to Chiron and Mr. D., she said, "I hope you don't mind if I stay here for a while; I'd love to see Mia get claimed. Even I haven't figured out who her parent is."
I met Mona on Olympus when I was 9. That was the year my dad disappeared, and Fay threw me out. It wasn't like he was around much anyways before, but it was nice knowing that he still existed. Now? I don't know. Maybe he's dead. Honestly, I could not care less.
Anyways, I lived in NY then, and somehow found my way onto Olympus. I blended in with all the other minor godlings and gods, and Mona took me in.
She was my roommate, I guess. We opened a shop: Mia and Mona's Settlers. Quite pathetic, I know, but a good way to make a few drachmas. Tons of Olympian inhabitants needed resolving of their tiny feuds and arguments, and we were who they came to. Mona being the goddess of Harmony, and me, I honestly don't know what I did. Everybody said I gave them a sense of peace and welcoming. Whatever it is, it sure helped business.
This summer, I thought I would take a break. Go out into the mortal world and mingle, you know? Except I ran into Percabeth and Fax and all them.
They sure are interesting couples, I mean-
"Does she have any characteristics that stand out?" Chiron said.
Mona answered for me. Thank the gods for that, I wouldn't know what to say. "She was a thing for setting things alight, but not a fire user. She's good with her hands, but only for things like origami and doing her nails. And she's always really warm. Like Jacob, in Twilight."
Chiron looked confused for a bit, when some Aphrodite girls squealed, "OMIGOSH TAYLOR LAUTNER IS, LIKE, SOO TOTALLY HOT. HIS ABS ARE, LIKE,-"
"I would guess Hemera?" Chiron said, cutting off the children of love before they could elaborate any further about Taylor Lautner's stomach muscles.
"That's what I thought, but it seems highly unlikely," I put in. I was getting tired of these people talking about me as if I was an experiment. Like Max. Nobody tell her I said that.
"Oh well," Mr. D said, sounding bored, "I guess only time will tell. Maya, you're, what, 13?"
"14, and it's Mia. Say that wrong again, and I will personally make sure that you never leave this camp again."
His eyes glowed purple. "You have the power to do that?"
"I don't," I say simply, "but Zeus does. And he seems to really like me, considering he still owes me a favor."
"You wouldn't," Mr. D snarled.
"Try me."
He stormed off.
Good for me! My first day back at camp and I've already ticked off a major god. Yay!
Please, for your own sake. Note the sarcasm.
~coolio line break~
As I was lying in bed in the much less crowded Hermes cabin, I thought back on Mona and Chiron's discussion. It always bothered me to never have known my mom, but now, surrounded by all these claimed kids, training their special powers for the good of mankind.
Little did I know, back in Cabin Six, Annabeth was having the same thoughts. Only difference is, she came to a conclusion as she sat bolt upright, snapping her fingers.
"I got it! Mia's mom is-"
Me: Cliffie! Any guesses as to whom Mia's parent is? And since nobody answered last chapter's question, I'm going ask it again. Favorite Avenger and Disney character?
Fang: I've thought about it. I think instead of Troy, I like Chad better.
Me: You don't deserve Max. And I promise, she will reappear. I just have to get this figured out first.
