I have to admit, Annabeth did lose her temper, but Travis shouldn't be so vulnerable to girls. At least I'm too nervous to talk in the first place. But when a really young girl says she's a goddess, my mind goes into total chaos. I wonder if Artemis ever does that. Ouch, there's that painful sharp feeling in my head again.

Before we had left, I had found a bow and arrow just laying in a shed in the arena, and I was anxious to try it. I mean, archery has to be in my blood, right? So I notch and arrow and shoot, missing the target by ten feet. I repeatedly try over and over, and all of my math equations showed what angle, speed, everything! But I failed miserably.

You are cursed, foolish boy. Artemis speaks in my mind.

Why? Because of your oath?

No, I was so ashamed of bearing a child, especially a male, that I cursed you to always miss a target by exactly ten feet, have noodle arms, and nearly incapable of talking to girls.

Thanks, Lady Artemis.

So it's her fault that I stink at everything besides being a nerd. It still gets to me, but I'm glad Mabel and I are a team. With her skills in machine gun talking and mine in memorizing facts, we're almost unstoppable. But recently things have been changing. I guess that now we're in different cabins, we can't really do anything together. I'll admit, I miss Mabel shooting things in our room with her grappling hook and Waddles constantly biting my foot.

As I'm scanning the area in the first class section, Travis wakes up in front of me. I look across the aisle and see and thirteen year old girl eyeing him. She has light auburn hair and dazzling brown eyes. It takes me by surprise when I realize she looks similar to Mabel, minus the braces and sweater. And how she's staring at Travis.

"Hey, that girl was staring at you. I don't know how girls work, but I think that's a good sign," Travis instantly pops up and walks over to her. I look at Mabel who's snoring and petting Waddles. Annabeth put her invisibility cap on him so the flight attendants don't go mad, but now Mabel looks like she's holding a ball of air. Luke is mesmerized by a Rubix Cube, and his eyes are starting to redden. "Luke, you should go to sleep. Travis is up." Luke thanks me and immediately lays down.

I don't know how, but I sense a powerful force on this plane. Something ancient and Greek. I don't know why I can't figure it out.

So you've been told that later, Whitney is revealed to be Harmonia. When she transforms, my eyes literally popped out of my head. Are all goddesses like this? Over the course of history, women have gotten more rights, but I think that the males of history were stupid to not let ladies control.

I'm shocked about how Annabeth was talking to Whitney even before she revealed herself. But I have to remember, Annabeth hasn't been out of Camp Half Blood for five years. I wish she could've been in Gravity Falls with us, solving mysteries. That would have been awesome.

So we're all trying to comprehend the fact that the girl that was flirting with Travis is a goddess. It's weird, she radiates calmness and aggression at the same time. As if she read my mind, Harmonia says, "My father is Ares, my mother is Aphrodite. So I am a symbol of love and war united. I have come to guide you on your quest for I am a minor goddess therefore I don't have to follow the mountain of rules that apply to the Olympians." We bow our heads, and Annabeth has calmed down. Now I remember! Hamonia's counterpart is Eris, the lady that caused the Judgement of Paris by tossing Athena, Aphrodite, and Hera an apple that said, "For the fairest one." I don't really like Eris, but Harmonia is really nice.

Luke finds a beat up car for only four people, but Harmonia works some of her magic and we're speeding to Gravity Falls in a limousine. Harmonia operates the vehicle with ease, and I hand out blindfolds I've collected over Grunkle Stan's previous car rides. "Uh, are you sure Dipper?" Annabeth questions. "Well, the car trips I've been on with blindfolds are safer in Gravity Falls," I explain. Mabel backs me up with, "And they're funner." I interrupt to tell her that funner isn't a word, but I stop myself. It must be weird, having a group of blindfolded, powerful, and clueless children driving in a car... But hey, Gravity Falls is never not weird (I don't know if that made sense.)