Travis's POV

I hate strawberries. I hate dirt. I hate gardening. I hate getting sunburnt. But, here I was, at the strawberry fields, for the fifth time this week. Why, you may ask?

NO! I know what you're thinking! You're thinking I'm here because a certain Demeter child has captured my attention. I've read what you guys say about me and Katie! It's not true! AT ALL.

At least I don't think so...

Wait, what was I talking about? GAH! You people keep putting ridiculous ideas into my head! STOP IT! I'm blaming you all if I kiss her!

Oops... I SO did not mean that! AT ALL!

Great. Now I wasted half of a page talking about Katie. This is gonna have to be longer than I intended because of you. Not cool.

So, I was at the strawberry fields because apparently Chiron thought I needed to 'learn more about Greek history'. What does Greek history have to do with stealing? NOTHING! I don't get why I have to learn it if it doesn't apply to my future job!

Just my luck, the Athena cabin was on a field trip to the Smithsonian, so I couldn't get a cool dude, like Malcolm, to tutor me. And Chiron didn't trust Will and I alone together. Percy is, well, Percy, and Mitchell is about as good with Greek history as I am.

So I get stuck with Katie. (Bet you guessed that didn't you?) All week we had been meeting at the strawberry fields so she could still work on her precious babies. Honestly, what's so great about them? Silly string is better.

Today's lesson was the Trojan War. Not a bad story, but I thought the Trojans were idiots. Who lets a huge random horse into their city? Especially one from their enemies?

Katie was going on and on about this Paris dude. It took me awhile to realize she was talking about a guy, not the European city.

"So Paris had to judge this contest between Aphrodite, Hera, and Athena. Not his smartest move. Each of the goddesses offered him bribes so they would get chosen as the fairest goddess. Hera offered him all of Europe and Asia. Athena offered him wisdom and skill in battle, and Aphrodite offered him the most beautiful girl in the world. In retrospect, he should have chosen the skill in battle."

"What are you talking about? Paris is a genius! To be able to have the most beautiful girl just by judging a contest! Pretty sweet deal if you ask me." Katie glared at me, but continued.

"It just so happens the most beautiful girl was Helen. She was married to the king of Greece. Naturally, when Paris came and stole his bride, he went ballistic and started the Trojan War."

"So, why is Helen called Helen of Troy if she was from Greece?"

"Maybe it's because she married Paris. I'm not exactly sure. Anyway, before Paris could enjoy his marriage to Helen, he dies in battle."

"Wow, bad luck for that dude."

"So, this war started because Paris wanted Helen. It ended with him not getting the girl because of his foolish decisions. Idiotic, right?"

I sighed, and before really thinking, I said, "That's normally how it goes. The guy ends up alone 'cause of his foolish decisions." I looked down, thinking of all the pranks I have played on her trying to get her attention.

Curses! You guys just had to get me thinking about Katie and her captivating eyes and silky brown hair and luscious lips! I don't really like her.

Do I?

Katie looked at me funny. "What's that suppose to mean?"

"N-nothing," I stuttered. I took this as an opportunity to run out of the fields as fast as I could.

Sorry if this doesn't really have anything to do with morals, but I did have this conversation about the Trojan War with my sister. I just added the romance 'cause I love Tratie!

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