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Rachel's POV

I was walking around the school area. I just finished my classes and now it was meant to be free time or as the teachers call it 'Get your fricken homework finished now and go to bed'. Yep, love this school already.

I've made no friends and I've been here for three days. Art is my favourite class. I've completed three projects already and my art teacher loves me and my work. This is the only reason why I haven't left this sick old school.

"Rachel!" Jessica called. Jessica was the girl who greeted me and Percy three days ago. She now wore a cheerleading outfit and was sitting down with three other girls with the cheerleader outfit. "You really need a makeover, you know?"

"And you need a smaller ass!" I yelled back. Thank gods Hermes gave me a list of insults before I felt Camp Half-Blood.

"And you need bigger boobs!" One of Jessica's friends yelled back. She had long brown hair, light blue eyes and light make up on. Her legs were crossed and she had a make-up bag in her lap. "Do you even have any?"

"Sorry, you must be blind. That must be hard. No wonder you can't do very good flips and cheer." I yelled back. It wasn't the best nor the worst I've ever given. "Don't know the coach picked you."

"Like you can do better?"

Let's just say after that, they were speechless.

Apollo's POV

I watched Rachel paint long after her art class. She was painting a little girl crying as the world went past behind her.

"How's it going?" Rachel's teacher asked.

"I'm nearly finished."

"Rachel, an art piece is never finished." Her teacher said now looking over her shoulder. "It is abandoned. Like everything else in this room."

Rachel looked around her. Master pieces and sculptures were around her. Rachel's amazement made me laugh as she walked to one painting. It was one that my daughter drew. My daughter was just like Rachel –An artist. Rachel reminds me so much of her and sometimes it kills me inside to know that she's no longer with us anymore.

"What are you doing?" Aphrodite walked into the room. She sat next to me and squeezed my shoulder. "Mitch did all she could." Aphrodite kissed my cheek. "She died a brave girl in the Titan war. We're proud of her."

"I know." I kissed Aphrodite on her cheek and left knowing that she was right.


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