A/N: sorry for taking this long... oops, I did it again…
"Promise you what?" I asked a bit nervously.
"Come on Clarisse." Soon Mrs. Rodriguez said as if it was the most obvious thing in earth. "Chica! You know who is doing this, don't you?"
Of course I knew, but, I had a hard time accepting that someone would challenge me like that. No one ever did, that bitch was going to pay for what she is doing. "Gretchen…" I said guessing.
"Mirra! That is obvious! She has always been over protective of Chris. That chica isn't normal, since she hit her eyes on him she fell in love. And yes, there was a time where he liked her. But not any more, Clarisse. He loves you."
"He does not and I do not believe she did lock him there." I snapped.
"Clarisse! Listen to someone other than your father for once in your life! Chris Rodriguez, my boy, he loves you! You don't want to believe that he was locked in there for pure egoism! You just don't want to believe someone would go that far daring a daughter of Ares… because where you live, everyone is afraid of disrespecting you! But welcome to reality, Gretchen won't give up until she gets what she wants, she tried suicide after discovering Chris was going to Camp Half- Blood! So, stand up for your self, put your foot down and state that you are a daughter of ARES, THE GOD OF WAR, AND MOST IMPORTANT… DO NOT LET HER WIN! DO NOT LET HER GET WHAT SHE WANTS! AND IF YOU STEP IN THAT PLAIN AND LEAVE TO CAMP, YOU ARE GIVING HER EXACLY WHAT SHE WANTS!" She started saying loudly, firmly but without dishonoring respect.
No one had ever talked to me on that tone or like that, and as her words kept repeating in my mind, I realized that she was actually right! And that I couldn't let Gretchen win and Ms. Rodriguez was right about me putting my foot down and stating who I was.
"I AM CLARISSE LA RUE, DAUGHTER OF ARES. AND I WILL NOT ADMIT THAT A SIMPLE LITTLE BITCH LIKE GRETCHEN WILL WIN!" I said firmly to myself and to Ms. Rodriguez.
"So, now you come with me and we are going to get you ready for your date this night." She blinked with her long, fabulous eye lashes at me.
My heart pounced faster, I hated dates, always did, "Whaattt date?" I inquired with an unstable voice.
"You know…the message on the mirror?" She said.
"And Gretchen strikes again!" I said knowing, being one hundred percent sure that Gretchen had got into my room and erased the message.
"Come on… it doesn't matter. The car is waiting."
"But the date is only at night, its eight fifteen in the morning…" I said, but without any reaction of Ms. Rodriguez, I added, "Don't you think it's a bit early to start preparing...?"
"Early, my darling? We are late! We have so much to do to you, you can't even imagine, not in your worst night mares."
"What are you going to do?" I asked now in a bit of a defensive tone and backing away a little.
"Shhhh…I will take care of everything."
The only reason I went with her, just to state (this is for daddy) is that I had to show that wicked witch of the West, that Clarisse La Rue is not supposed to be messed with. (Dad, do not listen to this) and OKAY, I have to admit it, a bit was because I wanted for once in my life, Chris to notice me more than the girl who he dates for lack of option…
A/N: I liked it… still today starring the next chapter… after all, I have to make up to all the fans of this story for not writing for almost threeeeee months now…I am truly sorrrrrryyyyy…. Please, review…okay? Reviews work like motivation to write and ideas to pop to me…. Thanks for reading…. 3