In my dream, I sat on a bench in the middle of Central Park. People were either taking a morning jog or running after their kids, yelling loudly. I yawned, covering my mouth with my hand.

"Oh, I'm sorry to disturb you from your sleep, love," a woman beside me said, giving me an apologetic smile.

I looked at her and my breath was taken away by her beauty. She had natural beauty, but the light make-up she wore highlighted her features. One second her eyes were a light hazel, and then they were blue like the sky. Her hair seemed to change too, the texture and hair color adjusting every second. Each time she changed she became more beautiful, if possible.

"Mom?" I asked in surprise. This was the woman who'd broken my father's heart, preventing him from ever finding love again. She was the reason why he was a workaholic, why he drowned himself in his work.

"Yes?" Aphrodite said, her eyebrows raising.

"Oh my gods, really?" I laughed pathetically. "After sixteen plus years, now you appear in my dreams? My dad and I spent so many nights waiting for you to come back, and now this?! You're kidding me, right?"

"Sienna, you don't understand," her voice was like honey, sickly sweet. She reached for my hand, squeezing it gently. "As a goddess, I have certain... duties that I have to tend to. I don't have time to check on you or your dad."

I rolled my eyes. "No wonder you and Dad were perfect for each other." I said sarcastically.

She sighed. "I'm not here to talk about my relationship with your father. I'm here to warn you."

"About what?"

"You must tread water carefully. Drew is not someone you want to mess with, Sienna." Aphrodite almost looked... concerned? Her eyes held so much emotion, like she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. "I don't like to see my children bicker, though it would make good gossip. You guys are already seen as weak, I don't need you turning on one another."

"It's already too late. I don't have her diary anymore." I said, biting my lip. "I gave it to Markie."

"Dionysus' daughter?" I nodded. "Oh dear, she's a stubborn one. I guess it really is too late."

"Yeah." I said, my eyes landing on a teenage couple walking down the sidewalk hand-in-hand. The girl looked up at him with bright eyes and laughed at some joke the guy had made. He smiled softly, watching her with a certain look in his eyes.

"That could be you and Percy." Aphrodite said, then she giggled when she saw my shocked reaction. "Oh, don't be shocked. I know all about your feelings for him. He'd be the perfect Rite of Passage."

"What is this right I have that every keeps talking about? The right to remain silent?"

She laughed and waved her hand dismissively. "No, no, my dear. R-i-t-e of Passage. It's when a child of mine gets someone to fall in love with them and then breaks their poor heart. You know, heartbreak really shows how much the person loved you."

"Why would I want to do that?" I questioned. "I would never put anyone through that intentionally."

Then I thought about Percy and what he said last night. 'If this has anything to do with that stupid Rite of Passage thing, then mission accomplished.' I instantly felt horrible.

"I have to leave now, Sienna. You're waking up." Aphrodite said, standing up from her seat on the bench.

"Wait!" I shouted, but she was already fading into darkness.

I opened my eyes to find light filling the entire cabin. Everyone was already awake and moving, getting dressed or cleaning up their mess. Suddenly, Drew was standing over me with her hands on her jean-clad hips.

"Why are you still laying in bed, hun? It's not like you need your beauty rest," she laughed to herself. "Get up and get dressed so we all at least look presentable for breakfast."

"Yeah, we wouldn't want to see you without any make-up," I retorted. "Or with that hideous thing on your nose. Is that a ... pimple?"

She gasped, covering her nose with her hand. "You're not funny. Go crawl back into the dumpster you came from." Then she stalked off into the bathroom, throwing out a young girl out mid-shower after yelling a few choice words.

The girl looked shocked and then she started crying, the whole waterworks, hiccups and all. I ran over to the girl and crouched next to her, using an extra towel to dry the shampoo out of her curly blonde hair.

"Are you okay?" I asked her.

She nodded, sniffling. "Ever since you came, Drew's gotten worse. Whenever you're not here, she talks about you and tells us not to talk to you or else she'll give us garbage duty or wear the shoes of shame. I hate those stupid shoes."

I glanced across the room at the pair of nurse's shoes sitting on a black altar. "Don't worry, I'll take care of her, ..."

"Jasmine."

I nodded. "I'll take care of her, Jasmine. Now go get cleaned up so we can give Drew a run for her money." I winked.

Jasmine smiled genuinely, her green eyes shining. Then she hugged me, her small arms wrapped around my petite frame. Once I got over the surprise, I hugged her back, rubbing her hair softly.

If this was what having a little sister felt like, then it was amazing. I wished I had grown up with another mini Sienna running around the house. Maybe then my life wouldn't have been so lonely.