CHAPTER 10
EDWARD'S POV
After coming back from the meadow and hearing about my past from my "mother", I
definitely needed to have a rest. Do vampires experience mental breakdowns?
Aphrodite kept babbling, one minute about my past, the next about what an adorable
couple Bella and I made. I was beginning to get a massive migraine. Imagine my
surprise when seconds after I enter my house, someone starts banging on the door. I
sighed and flew down the stairs to answer it, not expecting to find an angry gothic girl on
the other side. It got even weirder when she started asking me about Grover. I stayed
quiet, except for when I asked the occasional question of "Who are you?" and "What are
you doing here?". We faced off for maybe three minutes, but it felt like hours. The
electric blue eyes continued to bore into mine, demanding answers. There was
something intimidating in her ripped jeans, leather jacket, and black, spiky hair that put
my nerves on end. To put things simply, she freaked me out. "Well?" She snapped,
impatience clear in her tone. I could of sworn I saw sparks bouncing of her skin. "Will
you hand over the goat, or will I have to take it from you?" "Who are you?" I asked for
the third time. She growled at me. "That's not important, male. What's important is that
you give Grover to me now." It's not every day that a deranged, punk teenaged girl,
pounds on your door ordering you to hand over the satyr you keep in the guest room.
Life is just full of surprises. "Thalia?" I heard a muffled voice from behind me call out.
"Grover?" The girl, Thalia, called back. "Move." She demanded, then pushed me aside.
No easy feat, since it is like I am made out of stone. I followed her silently, since I knew
protesting was out of the question. When she found the guest room, she yanked the
door open and Grover tackled her in an awkward, yet friendly bear hug.
"THAAAALIAAA!" He bleated. Loudly. "Good to see you too, Pinecone Face.
Can't...Breath..." "Oh, sorry Thals." He let go, smiling sheepishly. "This was supposed
to be Annabeth and Percy's quest, but I was in the neighborhood so I thought they could
use a hand." "Well, thank the Gods you were here." "Someone thanked me?" a beautiful
voice called out. "Oh, no." I groaned. "Aphrodite!?" Thalia yelped. The Goddess just
rolled her eyes at her. "Please don't tell me you're still a Hunter. Love is and boys are
much more fun than hunting monsters all day." Then her eyes lit up when she saw
Grover. "How are you and Juniper? If you want, I could spice up your relationship, add a
little drama, if you want." "Uh, no thank you." Aphrodite sighed unhappily. "Fine, have it
your way." "Excuse me," I spoke up, "May I ask, what are you doing here? I thought you
answered all of my questions in the meadow." She smiled at me sadly. "I came to warn
you." "About what?" Thalia inquired. Aphrodite hesitated before answering. "War."