Author's Note. This is my first fan-fiction posted on this site. So, don't be too harsh on the comments. It is an A/A shipping, with maybe a little bit of J/T thrown in for good measure. I may have messed up on the story outline a bit, like, the chapters might be separated into different stories, so don't be mad at me about that. Also, I have completely made up Idais, so don't be trying to look her up on Wikipedia or something, because you probably won't find anything to do with her
Disclaimer- I do not own COTT or any song by Kelis
Under Her Spell
She was walking towards him, arms outstretched, body wrapped in a short white toga. Her short red hair was blowing in the wind, and her dark eyes were sparkling in the sunlight. When she reached him she placed her hands on his face. They were surprisingly soft, considering all the physical activity she usually did. She started to lean towards him, her lips puckering. "I've wanted to do this for so long," she whispered. "Really?" he asked, "Because I always thought that…" But before he could answer, she pressed her lips against his, hard. The kiss seemed to last forever, even though it was just several seconds. She drew back and pressed her head against his chest. "Oh, Archie," she murmured softly. He leaned down, wanting to kiss her again. "Archie?" she asked, "Archie, are you okay? Archie?"
Archie's eyes flew open. He wasn't in a field surrounded by flowers. He was lying in his room in the Brownstone. And Atlanta wasn't gazing at him lovingly; she was staring at him confusedly. Then he realized that his face was five inches from hers, his lips pursed out. "What are you doing?" she asked, eyebrows rose. "Nothing," he said, backing up. "Hey, what are you doing here?" he asked, "I thought Athena said that you girls aren't allowed in they guys' rooms." "Special permission," Atlanta said, "You needed a wake-up call, Sleeping Ugly. What were you dreaming about anyways? Yourself? You're more like Neil than I thought." "Shut up," Archie laughed, throwing a pillow at her. She laughed and threw it back. Within five minutes they were in a full wrestling match on Archie's floor. Atlanta was biting Archie's wrist and he was responding by tickling her ribcage as hard as he could. "Jeez, get a room," a voice told them. The two friends looked up to see Herry standing in the doorway, a smirk on his face. Archie and Atlanta looked at each other. Archie was lying on top of Atlanta, his shoulder pressing into her chest. Realizing how awkward this must have looked, they immediately got off each other. Herry laughed and walked away. Atlanta ran to the doorway and called down the hallway to him: "By the way, we WERE in a room 'til you interrupted us!" She then turned around and looked at Archie, who was standing in the corner, scratching his head uncomfortably. He caught her eye, and then, for some reason, they started laughing uncontrollably. "Come on," Archie told her, "Let's go get some breakfast, I'm starved." "K," Atlanta responded cheerfully. Archie walked out into the hallway, still chuckling softly. She heard footsteps scampering after him and then felt something jumping on his back. Thinking it was a monster attacking him, he turned around immediately. Atlanta stared back at him, grinning, her chin resting on his shoulder. "What are you doing?" he asked, smiling. "I'm too tired to walk ALL the way downstairs!" she complained, jokingly. "Alright, then," Archie replied, "You can have a ride if you can stay on." And with that, he started to run as fast as he could with a girl hoisted on his back. "Weeeee!" Atlanta laughed, "Faster, horsy, faster!" Archie laughed and tried to pick up speed as much as was humanly possible.
About a half hour later, they were all at school, sitting at the front of the school. Theresa and Atlanta were talking quietly and giggling, Odie was playing a video game, Neil was dancing to his iPod, which he had plugged into his portable speakers, and Herry was telling Jay about his little encounter with Archie and Atlanta that morning. "And then when I walked in, I saw that Archie was on top of Atlanta, his head practically pressed into her boobs!" Herry snickered. Jay laughed and Archie punched Herry in the arm. "Shut up," he growled to his brown-haired friend. He looked over to the girls to see if Atlanta had heard what Herry had said. Apparently not, she was still in a huddle with Theresa. "Whoa, our little Archie is turning into playboy!" Jay chuckled. "Shut up!" he said again. Theresa looked up from Atlanta. "Shit," Archie whispered, thinking he heard their discussion. But she wasn't even looking at them, she was looking at Neil. "Turn it up," she instructed, "I love this song." "Will do," Neil told her. He cranked the volume up on the speakers, and soon, "Milkshake" by Kelis was blasting across the schoolyard.
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like
It's better than yours
Damn right
It's better than yours
I can teach you
But I have to charge
Theresa laughed in delight and started to dance. Jay watched her, his eyes going wider and wider with each step. Odie looked up from his game and frowned at Neil. "Do I even want to ask why you have this song on there?" he asked before returning to his virtual world. Archie and Herry laughed. Theresa ran over to Atlanta and grabbed her wrists. "C'mon, Atlanta," she begged, "Dance with me! Loosen up." "Terri," Atlanta warned, "I don't want to…." But Theresa had already pulled her off the concrete ledge and brought her out onto the grass, waving her friend's wrists around. Atlanta stood there awkwardly for a few seconds, but then loosened up and started to dance, her hands raised above her head, her hips waving. Archie stared at his friend, for whom he had nursed a soft spot for so long. How could she just stand there and look so….beautiful? Her short red hair was peeking out of a knitted white beret, her shoulders tenderly moved under her peach-colored silk top, and her legs looked even longer in her black jeans. 'God!' he thought, 'It should be illegal to like someone who doesn't like you back!' A while later, the song had ended and the girls had stopped dancing, much to the disappointment to Jay, Archie, and the rest of the boys who had stopped to watch. Theresa and Atlanta laughed and flopped onto the grass. The bell rang and they instantly leaped up. The two girls linked arms with each other and they started to strut up to the school. "Atlanta's milkshake brought all the boys to the yard, and damn right, its better then yours!" Theresa sang. Atlanta shoved her friend, giggling, and then ran up the steps to New Olympia High School. Archie could just watch his red-haired friend in awe.
Cronus stepped into a large, gray cave. A sparkling blue pool in the center provided the only illumination. "Idais!" he beckoned. A long silhouette rose up from the center of the pool. Its head popped up, revealing a hideous green monster with scaly skin. "What do you want, Cronussssss?" It hissed. "I have a little favor to ask of you," the god of time told the creature. "And what makesssss you think that I'll do it?" Idais asked. "Because of him," Cronus replied. He conjured up a picture of a certain purple-haired warrior. "What doessss thisssss boy have to do with me?" Idais asked. "Because this 'boy' just happens to be a descendant of a certain soldier of whom you never quite took his rejection well," Cronus answered. "Achillesssss?" Idais asked, her eyes glowing with love and hope. "Who else?" Cronus asked. "Well," Idais asked, "I might be able to make an exception thisssss time!" She pulled herself
out of the water. She raised her arms up high, and then brought them down quickly. All the water on her body quickly flew off, drying her off completely. And with that, Idais began to change. The fins on her head grew into long, blonde hair. Her slits for eyes widened into beautiful blue ones. Her green skin turned perfectly tanned. "When do we get started?" she giggled?
Who is this new monster? What does she have to do with Archie? Will she come between him and Atlanta?