Chapter 2

Melissa "Missy" Hawkins seemed perfect.

She had the best grades, very polite, and quite athletic.

She could be very funny and cheerful, but only when she was around family.

Missy didn't have many "good" friends.

She never really took the time to get to know anyone because she didn't want to get distracted from her school work and sports.

It was very surprising because a lot of people liked her but she only kept a few people as "good" friends, and they were guys from her hockey team.

But of course, there were always the select few who didn't like her.

Sabrina Bailey and her little posse of girls trailing behind her would always criticize and make fun of Missy.

They made fun of her clothes, her name, and they always asked why she never had a boyfriend.

If Missy had the time, she probably would get a boyfriend, since almost every guy in college liked her.

But right now, in Missy's point of view, she was simply not perfect.

She was running down the path to get to the next building for her next class.

She had slept in late from studying from the night before and now she was late for her biology class.

Missy was never, EVER, late for a class, especially in the beginning of the year.

She looked down at her watch to see how late she was, but ran full speed into something metal.

She fell on her butt on the concrete, while dropping all her books from her arms.

She scrambled to pick up all her books, and while she looked up she saw a rather large pair of feet in… leather sandals?

Standing in front of her was a tall, muscular man who looked as if he was a sophomore in college, just like her, and with short, wavy black hair.

She had to admit that he was very handsome but what confused her was what he was wearing.

He had on what seemed to be Greek battle armor, which consisted of a bronze breast plate, a white and scratchy tunic underneath, a golden sword, all topped off with a bronze metal helmet with a black plume on top.

Melissa never got angry, even when something like this happens, but, to her surprise, she was getting more annoyed by the second.

"Get up." He commanded in what seemed to be a British accent.

She scramble to her feet and realized that she still had to crane her neck just to see his face.

She moved to go around the man, but he sidestepped and blocked her way.

She got even more annoyed when he sidestepped her again.

She was about to tell him off when he grabbed her arm and started walking to her dorm building.

She was surprised when she realized his grip was surprisingly gentle but he still was walking in long, fast strides that she had to practically run to keep up with him.

They walked up the two flights of stairs –with him still gripping Missy's arm- and he stopped in front of her door and walked right in.

I thought I locked the door… Bird thought.

She had a million questions that she wanted to ask, and the most stupid one came out first.

" How did you know this was my door?"

The man just let go of her and shut the door.

He looked around for a few seconds until he focused his cold gaze on her.

"I have a bargain for you."

"What?"

"I said, I have a bargain for you."

"I don't even know who you are!"

"I'm Ares, Greek God of War."

Missy just looked at him, when she saw the seriousness in his face, she fell on the ground laughing.

He just looked down at her with an expression of cold disdain. "Was I being funny?"

After Missy caught her breath, she looked up at him and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, but Greece is on the other side of the world."

"Do you not believe that I am an all powerful God?"

"No, I don't."

"Well, I am."

"Prove it."

He looked at her with amusement and snapped his fingers and her bed caught on fire.

Missy let out a little yelp and started to back up against the door.

Ares walked over to the bed and sat down on it and stretched his long, muscular legs.

Missy was too shocked to scream when he didn't burn up into flames.

"I told you." He said with a little smirk on his face.

"I still don't believe you," Bird said in a shaky voice.

"Tsk-Tsk, not a wise choice."

"And why is that?"

"Because I'm telling the truth."

Missy just didn't feel like arguing because she wanted her bed to be extinguished of flames.

"If you're Ares, then please, extinguish my bed."

"As you wish."

Ares stood up and walked toward her and snapped his fingers and the bed was doused of flames and , not to Missy's surprise, it was unharmed.

"Fine , I'll believe you. Now, what in the name of Hell did you want?"

"I have a bargain for you."

"And what is that?"

"I will give you one wish, if you teach me how to be like other mortals.

A/N: Ohhhhh cliffhanger!

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