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Chapter 11
Three weeks from Zach's dream…
Zoey's POV
"Good morning Austin." I said as I came into the kitchen. Austin gave me a funny look as I poured my Captain Crunch.
"You feeling ok Zoey?" he asked as I sat down.
"Yeah, I'm feeling great. Why?"
"Well first of all your voice sounds weird, and second Captain Crunch? Your favorite is Lucky Charms." He said in between bites of his cereal.
"Well Captain Crunch is my grandfather's cereal so I decided I better try it. My voice sounds weird?"
"Wait, the gods have there own cereal? Cool! What's Lucky Charms then?"
"That's Zeus' because most of the charms have something to do with the sky, and Captain Crunch is Poseidon's for obvious reasons. You're avoiding my question."
"You sound like your singing what you're saying."
"No way." I said rolling my eyes.
"I'm serious!" he laughed. I flicked my spoon and him and grinned.
"Come on we have open the shop in ten minutes. You're a guy you should be able to finish faster." I stood up and placed my empty bowl in the sink. Austin followed not far behind me.
We opened to store moments later, and I set him to work making sure that all the books were in their correct order.
After we had re-opened to store for lunch I began to get major headache. I sat down behind the counter, and nothing I did seemed to help. "I'm starting to get a headache," I told Austin standing, "I'm going to go work in the back. Can you handle things up here?"
"Yeah I got it. Do you need me to get you anything?" he asked concerned.
I shook my head and went into the back room. From there I began to continue the long chore of sorting the books into separate piles. I went to the back where I was a few weeks ago.
I pulled a stack towards me, and a few off the top fell to the ground. I sighed and picked those up first placing them in separate piles. Once I had removed the last book from the small pile I noticed an old book that was open.
I picked it up and realized it was the one I had been looking at the last time I had been in here. I got into a comfortable position leaning against the wall, and started to read.
Melody, goddess of song, (also commonly known as Lyre, Lyric, or Symphony):
The goddess of song is not one person, but many. Once one is forgotten another is chosen to continue the duties. Almost who are chosen have been daughters of Apollo, but every so often a child from a different god or goddess is chosen. Most are picked out at an extremely young age, and become the goddess sometime in their early teens.
How the goddess chooses is she listens to each maiden's song, and if the internal song of the old goddess lines up with the maiden she is chosen. The one chosen always has these characteristics. They are strong, and able to survive on their own at a young age, and they sing.
Melody helps to keep the world in balance. If even one note is out of place the entire world would be put into chaos. She is able to hear the internal songs of each and every living thing. She is known as the Song of a Half Blood, because that is who she is closest too.
I finished the article, and found that she resembled the girl from dream exactly. I reached up and took my hair down from the pony tail it had been in. My long, wavy black hair reached the middle of my back, and I noticed other changes. I had begun to be more observant, and I was singing the way I used to.
I looked down at my watch, and saw it was nearing closing time. I stood and a wave of nausea hit. I clutched my stomach, and groaned. I exited the back room quickly so I wouldn't accidently puke on the books.
I decided to let Austin lock up, and climbed the stairs that lead up to our apartment. I sat down at the kitchen table, and placed my head in my hands praying the feeling of sickness would pass.
Austin found me there about twenty minutes later. I stood quickly so I wouldn't worry him, and fell to my knees doubled over in pain. The nauseous feeling I had earlier had now turned to sharp stabs of pain. I groaned, and squeezed my eyes shut. "Zoey!" Austin called out, and came quickly over to me. I groaned again, "Zoey, are you ok?" I glared at him, "Right of course not. Sorry. Here let me help you up." Austin picked me up and carried my bridal style to my room.
After setting me down on my bed he shut the blinds, turned off my light, and left the room. Moments later he came back with a cold washcloth and placed it on my forehead. "Try to get some rest. I'll see if I can find anything to help." I nodded weakly and shut my eyes falling quickly into a fitful sleep.
Zach's POV (same night)
That night I had the same dream again. It was third time in two weeks I had had it. That was also the night I decided to go to Olympus.
Sorry it's so short and that it's a little late. I don't know when I'll be able to update next so keep watch =) Oh and please review! ~chocoyum4~
