Anyway, back to the task, as planned Apollo walked up to the girl looking smiling and greeted her. But the girl barely glanced at him, nodded and went back to her book. Apollo being his stupid self pouted. (I guess his self esteem notched down a few paces.) So, sulking he tried again. This time he asked if he could sit down, didn't even wait for her reply and sat down opposite her. The girl looked up at him irritably to which he answered with his best smile. The girl shook her head. All this time Will was outside waiting in the car. Then as planned (the plan was really stupid), I came up to their table with a black cloth in my hand. I wasooking stupid. A sixteen year old walking on his tip toes with a black cloth in his hand. But the people didn't seem to notice. No one even glanced at me. Yes! This can happen in New York. You can look as suspicious as you want but no one would give you a second glance until you actually do something. Anyway, when I reached the table I threw the cloth upon the unsuspecting girl.
She shreiked. I winced. Apollo did a happy dance as his plan was working. People looked at us. Some were coming to help the poor girl but they couldnot. Aparently the stupid god could use the did a war cry of 'Run biatches', threw the poor girl over his shoulder and ran towards the exit. Naturally I ran after him. A few people tried to nab me but I dodged was runnimg for his life even he was immortal. I was too, to be honest.
It was at that moment that everything seemed to slow down. The whole world was reduced to the speed of a tortoise or so it seemed to me. I was running after Apollo with everything I got. The store was not so big when we came in. It was the size of a normal store. But at that moment it seemed to be the size of the sahara desert or something. People were chading us shouting and hollering. A few were shouting "kidnappers" after us. I was sure that a few even phoned the police.
As we rounded the door, I saw two men coming towards us. They were trying to save the poor girl who was still shreiking. She was also punching Apollo's back. But he didn't even seem to realise it. Apollo did know a few things I guess since I saw him spin around in such a way that the girls legs slammed into the two men, making them fly away. We passed them swiftly and came to the roads. People were still followimg us. The car was down by the curb and we ran as fast as we could.
When I saw the car I immediately opened the back door where Apollo threw the poor girl and then dove inside himself. I got into the front. As soon as the doors were closed, Will pushed the gas pedal and we drove off (People were still shouting after us but soon we lost them.) I heaved a sigh of relief. Will grinned at me. "That was..." he began but I cut him off with a glare. But his father deemed to finish him since he said "Awesome. It was awesome as I am." And proceeded to torture us with yet another haiku of his.
We were on the way to camp (the whole way the girl was screaming and fighting against the cloth which Apollo still had hold on, tightly). As soon as we reached camp he took her to the big house the same way he carried her to the car and dumped her on the couch with a loud whoop. The unsuspecting girl hit her head hardly and passed away. But the crazy god did the macarena to celebrate.