Author's Note: Wow! My second chapter! I am rather proud of myself if I do say so myself! Hope you all enjoyed the first one and that you're looking forward to learning more about Idais and what she wants with poor Archie! I don't know if Hermes is the math teacher at the school or if the PMR's have a text-messaging function, but I but down that they do. Whatever, so sue me. And I realize that my last story had a lot of spelling and grammar mistakes, and I'm sorry for that. I'm looking over these next chapters extra carefully!

Disclaimer: I do not own Class of the Titans!

Under Her Spell

Archie was standing at his locker, shuffling through his books, trying to find the one he needed. He felt something poke him in the back. "What?" he asked angrily, expecting it to be Jay or Herry, coming to rib him some more. He turned around. Atlanta was standing there, looking confused. "Oh, Atlanta…." Archie said, feeling his face start to turn pink. "Is something wrong?" she asked. "N-no," he stammered, "I just thought you were someone else." "Oh, that's good," Atlanta said, starting to smile, "Now hurry up, we've got math." Even though they were a year apart, Archie and Atlanta were in the same math class. It was all Atlanta's fault, really. She just had to be so freaking smart! "Right," Archie muttered, FINALLY finding his book. "Come on," Atlanta whined, pulling him along. "I'm coming, I'm coming," he laughed. They didn't notice that a girl with long hair was watching them from around the corner, her bright blue eyes narrowing with jealous rage.

"Why did we have to hurry for this again?" Archie whispered quietly. They had just sat down for their math class, and Mr. Hermes had just announced to everyone that they were going to be starting work on their Math SATS. "Archie, Atlanta, is that you I hear whispering back there?" the messenger of the gods warned the two. "No, Mr. Hermes," they said together. Their teacher then turned around to face the blackboard. "PMR," Atlanta mouthed to Archie. He nodded and took out the blue walkie-talkie.

Atlanta: So did you hear about the thing coming up on Saturday?

Archie: You mean that dance?

Atlanta: Oh, you have heard of it then?

Archie: Apparently. What about it?

Atlanta: You going?

Archie: Don't have anyone to go with.

Atlanta: You could go with me.

Archie glanced up at her and began typing again.

Archie: You mean like a date?

Atlanta: No! Like as friends!

"So it's not a date?" Archie asked out loud. The whole class turned around and looked him and Atlanta. They both turned beet red. "Archie, Atlanta, what have I told you two about text-messaging during class?" Mr. Hermes asked the two teenagers. "Sorry, Mr. Hermes," they both muttered. "I'll let it go this time," Mr. Hermes said, "But…" Hermes was interrupted when the door to the classroom opened, and in walked …. THE MOST BEAUTIFUL GIRL ARCHIE HAD EVER SEEN! Her golden-colored hair was done up in a high French braid, and her baby-blue tank top looked amazing against her beautiful skin. She noticed Archie was staring at her and smiled at him. "Hello," Mr. Hermes greeted cheerfully. "Hi," she said, still gazing at Archie. "How can I help you?" Mr. Hermes asked. "Um…. my name is Isobel, I was told to come here for math class," the girl told their teacher. And then she pulled out a sheet of paper that seemed to have appeared out of thin air. Mr. Hermes took it from her. "Ah…" he said, "Well, welcome to our class, Isobel. Let me just see if there's an empty seat somewhere. Hmm… it appears that we're all full. Maybe if you just pulled up a chair until we can make some arrangements." Isobel looked over in Archie's direction again, but she wasn't looking at him. She was staring at Lucas Myers, who sat next to Archie. Her eyes were narrowed, and for a second, it almost looked like they were glowing. All of a sudden, Lucas stood up, clutching his side. "Mr. Hermes, I'm not feeling too well, I think I'm going to…" But he didn't finish. Instead, he put his hand to his mouth and ran from the room. "Oh, dear," Mr. Hermes murmured, "Isobel, why don't you sit in Lucas's seat for today?" "Alright," Isobel said. Mr. Hermes left the classroom and began to chase after Lucas. Isobel walked down to the empty seat and sat down gracefully. She turned to Archie and smiled again. "Hi," Archie said to her, "I'm Archie." "Greet to meet you," Isobel said, looking Archie up and down, "I'm Isobel." "Hey, Isobel," Atlanta said, reaching her hand over Archie's desk, "I'm Atlanta." Isobel looked down at Atlanta's hand as if it were covered in snot. "What am I supposed to do with that?" she asked disdainfully. "Um… shake it," Atlanta chuckled. Isobel looked hesitant, but still managed to shake the red-head's hand. "So, Archie," Isobel said, turning back to the boy, "What do you guys normally do for fun around here?" "Well, me and my friends go to the movies, and Atlanta and I go skateboarding sometimes…" "Wait," Isobel interrupted, "You, and this… this GIRL are friends?" "Yeah," Archie said, sounding a bit confused at why this was a problem. "Best friends, actually" Atlanta smirked, "We even live together." She wasn't going to let this new girl put her down without a fight. "That's cool," Isobel said calmly. She focused her attention back on Archie. "Hey, Archie," she said, "Math really isn't my best subject. Do you think you could help me a bit? Maybe tonight?" "Well, actually, Atlanta and I were going to…" But Isobel grabbed his hand before he could answer and turned his head so he had to look into her eyes. They were widened and were glowing a deep blue color. Archie tried to look away, but he couldn't. Isobel was so gorgeous; he had to keep looking at her. What was the reason he couldn't help her again? Did he even care? All he wanted to do was t stare at that beautiful face…. "Sure I can help you, Isobel," he said, still looking at her. "Awesome," she giggled, "Can I come to your place after school?" "Yeah," Archie said, "That would be…would be…awesome."

After school, Atlanta was sitting in the living room with her friends, telling them about her misadventure in math class that day. "I'm telling you guys," she said to her teammates, "It was like she was controlling him or something. And now they're up in his room doing Zeus knows what. It's downright weird." "Maybe it's time Archie actually had a girlfriend," Jay said, "Instead of sitting around pining for…" He stopped himself. "Pining for who?" Atlanta asked, "Who was Archie pining for?" "No one," Jay answered quickly, "I'm thinking of someone else." "And besides, Atlanta," Herry piped up, taking his friend's attention away from their leader, "Are you sure you're not just, you know, jealous?" "What?" Atlanta screamed, jumping off the sofa and startling the whole team. "Jealous of what? That slut up there? No way, never!" She sat back down and crossed her arms. Just then, Archie walked in holding Isobel's hand. "What happened to studying?" Atlanta barked. "We're still going over Isobel's math," Archie told her, "But we decided to get a little snack before starting again." Atlanta rolled her eyes and turned to face the others. Archie and Isobel walked into the kitchen. "Now's our chance," Atlanta whispered to her friends. "Our chance for what?" Neil asked. "Sssshhh!" Atlanta snapped, indicating that Archie and Isobel could probably hear him from the kitchen. She got up and started walking down the hall, towards the stairs. "What are you doing, Atlanta?" Theresa asked. "Nothing," Atlanta, "Just making sure Archie is alright." "You mean spying?" Odie corrected. "If you want to assume that, fine, let's call it spying," Atlanta said, still making her way towards her destination. Odie got up and started to follow her. "What are you doing?" Theresa asked. "Maybe Atlanta's got a point," Odie said, "I mean, no one even knows this girl." "I may as well go too," Herry said, following his two friends. "Me too," Jay said, "Someone has to keep you three in line." "I'll go too," Theresa said, following Jay. "Well, if everyone else is going than I'm coming too," Neil said, "There's nothing else better to do, anyways." And with that… they all quietly crept up the stairs to Archie's room.

"Jay, you're elbows digging into my nose," Odie complained. "Sorry," Jay whispered, "But it's a little (Ugh!) cramped in here!" They were all hidden in Archie's closet. The doors were louvered, so they could easily see out. But that still couldn't help the fact that they were all VERY uncomfortable. "I dropped my mirror!" Neil whined, "My hair might get messed up, and then what happens if my agent stops by? He'll take one look at me and decide that I'm completely hideous, and then I'll never get a job from him or anyone else in this town, and it'll completely ruin my chance of getting famous!" "SHUT UP!" Atlanta whisper-yelled, "They're coming!" Sure enough, the door had opened and in stepped Archie and Isobel. Theresa let out a nervous laugh and Atlanta angrily stepped on her foot. The ginger-haired girl was about to let out a scream of pain when Jay covered her mouth with his hand. Theresa looked at him playfully and licked his hand. (A/N I know that's really sick but I wanted to throw some J/T flirting-ness for all you fans out there and that's all my weird mind could come up with!) "Gross!" Jay exclaimed quietly, trying to shake Theresa's drool off his hand. "That's what you get," Theresa giggled playfully. "Would you be quiet?" Atlanta asked them. "Sorry," they whispered together. Archie and Isobel were now sitting at Archie's desk. "And if you times the variable by four, then what do you get?" Archie asked his new "girlfriend". "Well," Isobel said, looking like she was concentrating on the problem, "I think that this whole math stuff is very boring." "Yeah, it is a bit of a drag," Archie admitted, "Well then, what DO you want to do?" "This," Isobel smiled, wrapping her hands around Archie's head and kissing him hard on the lips. Archie hesitated for a second, but then relaxed in her embrace, kissing her back.

Atlanta slumped onto the closet floor. 'How could Archie do that?' she thought to herself, 'How could he kiss her? He just met her this morning!' She could feel tears coming to her eyes, and could feel Theresa giving her a hug. "Um, guys," Herry said, "I'm going down!" The group looked op just quick enough to see Herry stumble and hit the closet door, and knock it right off its hinges. Herry fell to the floor, the others stumbling out right after him. Isobel screamed in fright. Archie, his arms still wrapped around her, looked confused for a second, and then just plain furious. "H-hey, Archie," Atlanta stuttered. "Get out! Now!" he yelled at them. And with that, his "former" friends quickly leaped up and darted out of the room.

Yes, I know Archie seems a little mean right now, but remember, my friends, he's hypnotized. Don't worry, Atlanta WILL have a date for a dance, just not a DATE date! To find out who it's going to be, and what's going to happen between Archie and Atlanta, read the next chapter!