Later that day, Sophie found herself walking towards Amelia's house. The grey note in her mind, she was determined to find out more about her past and, if that required horrible things such as waking up before noon on her own free will then, so be it.

It wasn't long before she reached Amelia's house, she walked around the yard, hoping to find somebody in the backyard.

Turns out, luck was on her side. She found Amelia, Herman, Adam, Aaron and Diana sitting around the pool just talking or in the case of the twins, arguing about something pointless.

Speaking about something pointless, Aaron stood up and shouted "Sophie come here, I need your opinion on something!"

Not seeing a way out of it, she walked over to the twins and, standing in front of Aaron asked "what do you want?"

"My little sister here," Diana rolled her eyes, "thinks that I'm a bad poet."

Herman shouted over " That's because you are!"

Ignoring him, he continued "I think that if you listen to some of it. You will agree that it is awesome."

"Brother, I believe that Sophie here doesn't deserve the torture of listening to your horrible poetry." Diana was kicking her feet in the water, only half paying attention.

"Nobody asked you."

"I think that you did a few seconds ago." This time, it was Adam who interrupted.

Just one look at him gave Sophie an instant reminder of who he was. With blood red hair, brown eyes with the center pooled with red. Sophie could start to remember that back in ancient times, his eyes had flames in the center and, he could get somebody ready to fight just being near them.

Even now, his words gave Sophie the nagging feeling that she should punch somebody. Which she promptly ignored right after knowing that the only one that enjoyed in would be said blood boy.

Her memory flood was interrupted suddenly by the insult to hearing known as Aaron's poetry.

"Diana can't see,

"That my poetry is great,

"And I am awesome"

Sophie was stunned, "Do you really want my opinion?" She asked looking at the sun boy.

"Yep" Said boy was now smiling cheekily.

"That was absolutely, completely, utterly, horrible." She ignored the pout that he gave her and sat between Diana and Herman.

Herman leaned over and whispered into her ear."Don't be too hard on him."

She looked over at him curiously "why?"

"At least he got the correct number of syllables."

The only person that wasn't laughing was Aaron even if he was pouting he seemed used to it.

Amelia, being the first to stop laughing called over to Sophie "Sophie, thanks for coming."

Just after she said "You're welcome," she was interrupted by a boy coming around the house.

When she looked closer at him, Sophie noticed that said boy had raven black hair and sea green eyes.

Ignoring the instant feeling of dislike, she asked Diana, "Who's that?"

"That's Peter, why are you asking?" Diana was looking at her curiously.

"Don't know, he seems familiar," she really wasn't that interested in him all that much. Just the way that her fist automatically clenched when, she thought of him or the way that she felt an instant dislike towards him.

"Don't see how you would" Herman chimed in. He just graduated from being a sophomore and he lives across town by the water front.

"Hey guys." Said Peter as her walked over to the poolside.

"He looked over to Aaron who was still pouting "What's up with him?"

Diana smiled "Sophie here, told him that his poetry was horrible."

"So the big baby decided to take offence to that?"

He was answered by a sullen silence from Aaron.

Then Peter looked at Sophie. "Hi, I'm Peter, nice job."

Sophie studied the boy, deciding to disregard her feelings of dislike; she gave him a small smile and told him "I'm Sophie."

"I heard about you, Herman pushed you into the pool right?"

Sophie eyed her arm which she had ripped the bandage off of last night, "yeah."

Herman didn't even bother to defend himself, deciding that it wasn't worth it.

"Peter" Amelia had sarcasm lacing her voice, "thanks for not showing up yesterday."

Peter shrugged "I know even you didn't want to be there. I don't want to be a lifeguard for midgets and Aaron."

"Hey! I can swim!" Aaron looked offended.

Peter grinned "Sure Aaron sure."

….Peter pov….

Peter was in his room, lying down on his bed very confused. He remembered Sophie from that day. He could feel how powerful she was just by being near her.

What's more is the fact that that her name means wisdom. He only knew that because Sophie meant wisdom in Greek and, the fact that Sophie was a name that Athena often took.

He also remembered how he felt meeting her. Like he was terribly annoyed at her and wanted to argue with her.

Of course, it wasn't like she didn't look like his rival. With her wavy black hair that went to her shoulders and, stormy grey eyes, she probably was Athena but, with no insults or threats, it didn't sound like she remembered yet.

Even if he knew that the others were, he wasn't concerned for her welfare. If there was one thing that he knew, it was that Athena could take care of herself.

…Third person…..

In the other dimension, the grey eyed goddess watched on Olympus, wondering what had happened to her little counterpart.

One quick note, all of the gods are going to be of varying ages. The original six Olympians are going to be from ages of fourteen to thirty. Even the younger ones are not all going to be Sophie's age.