Chapter 5: Regular Eighth Grader

Aphrodite's Pov:

It was the third day of school. I woke up happy. I checked my fanfiction. I had gotten two more reviews. Another one by GreekOlympiansEatPancakesInMyHouse.

You've really improved. Keep up the good work!

I smiled. Apparently I was smart when I was mortal and wasn't as pretty. I was good at reading and writing. I wouldn't mind staying like this.

I got to school and met with my friends. I had gotten a good group of friends in the three days I've been at school. I was part of the "smart" group now. It was fun being smart. People asked for your help, and you felt nice because they trusted you.

"There's three new kids. One's really smart, but the others sound like goofballs. We could always use new additions to our group, though, so no judging," Kayla had said earlier in the morning.

"Ava!" Mrs. Kalliotepie said, shocking me out of my thoughts. "You are kind of new here. How are you liking school?"

"It's great, Mrs. Kalliotepie," I replied.

"Would you mind showing Phillip around?" she asked.

"Sure!" I replied, smiling at the boy with blue eyes and black hair. (A/N: They had to change some of their features. Dionysius is tall with brown hair and green eyes. Athena has her grey/blue eyes with blonde hair.)

"So your name's Ava?" Phillip asked after sitting next to me.

"Yeah. Ava Hellerman. Yours?"

"Phillip Jackson."

"And Rae Key." Rae had sat next to us.

"What do you like most about school here?" Phillip asked.

"I like the people," Rae responded.

"I like the freedom," I said.

"What freedom?" Rae joked.

"You know, people don't really judge here," I explained.

"Flyers up front!" Mrs. Kalliotepie announced. Phillip, Rae, and I all started to get up.

"I'll get flyers for you both," I said. They sat back down. I walked to the front of the classroom where bright pink fliers were in a big stack. I counted three, and tried to read the flyer on the way back from the front. It was for a homecoming dance! I was going to a mortals' dance! I tripped over a book lying in the aisle and fell, face first right next to Rae's shoe.

"Woah, Ava alert," Rae laughed and offered her hand. I used her hand to stand up and brushed off my crimson jeans. I had decided, since the gods might be onto me, to not really be beautiful, just sort of pretty, but nobody ever said that meant I couldn't have good fashion sense.

Today I was wearing crimson colored jeans with black flats. My shirt was flower-printed, and flowy with a long back. My dirty blonde hair was pulled back in a loose french braid that came just lower than my shoulders, and was also pulled back with a plain copper headband.

After sitting down, I looked at Rae. She had a natural beauty that any goddess of love could appreciate, and had a stellar fashion sense. Her chocolate colored skin went good with the thin red lipgloss, and her hazel eyes were brought out by the subtle gold eyeshadow. Part of her hair was pulled into a braid around her head, while the other part hung down, wavy and full. She wore brown boots with a tiny bit of a heel, and leggings that were a black and off-white pattern. Rae was wearing a loose red shirt and a silver necklace with a feather, and to top it off she had a black leather jacket that wasn't zippered.

"Where do you guys go for first period?" Phillip asked.

"English," Rae and I responded in usion.

"Awe man, I go to gym."

"Hey, that's cool. We're doing a teamwork unit." Phillip crinkled his nose.

"Yeah, is-" the bell rang. "I need to find the gym. See you guys later!" Phillip said as he walked out the door.

Rae and I took our time to walk to English. She had to go to her locker first, so by the time we got there almost everyone was seated. After sitting down, I noticed a new girl with blue eyes and blonde hair. She was wearing red vans, blue jeans, and a black t-shirt that said. "I fight like a girl? Thanks."

The bell rang and Mr. Dalie closed the door. "We have a new student, class! I'll let you introduce yourself. Feel free to stand up in the front of the classroom." A boy, Joe (I think), stood up. "I meant Abby," Mr. Dalie said. Joe sat back down.

Abby stood in the front of the classroom. "Hi, my name's Abby Grey, I like reading a writing a lot, and I moved here from NYC.

"She's kinda hot," one of the boys whispered to his friend.

"And you're kinda not," she replied smoothly and sat back down. I'm beginning to like school more and more everyday. I knew I shouldn't be this happy about a girl insulting a boy when they could be in love, but I have sense. I'm not the stereotypical Aphrodite anymore.

I'm Aphrodite, AKA Ava Hellerman. Regular eighth grader.

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