Short, but I like it. I hope you do too. Apology A/N at the bottom. Do not read the first paragraph if you don't want to listen to me apologize.

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Chapter 7

Reyna.

"Piper McLean!" I shouted. Piper turned around, saw who it was, and broke into a run.

I smirked. Did she really think she could out run me? I am the fastest on the schools track team. My time on the mile is five minutes. She has no chance. No chance in hell.

Sure enough, I soon caught up to her, grabbed her arm and spun her around.

"What the actual hell, McLean?" I oh so calmly, asked. Note the sarcasm.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Reyna." She said sweetly.

She sickens me.

"You know very well what I am talking about. You. Kissing, my boyfriend. About ten minutes ago. Recall?"

Piper smirked. "Well, I justed wanted to show him how much better he could do, that's all."

And that's when I slapped her.

Piper gasped as my hand came in contact with her cheek. A beautifully satisfying red hand print was already blooming.

"How.. how.. how dare you! You slapped me, you little..." She paused like she was trying to figure what to call me. "You little bitch! Why is the world would you do that?" i looked at her incredulously. Why did I slap her? Really? Is she really that dense? I asked her so and she scoffed.

"No, of course not." Great comeback there, I thought. "You just had no reason to slap me."

"No reason? You kissed my boyfriend for gods sake!" I shouted. She got that smirk back on her face. If she didn't stop, I was going to slap her again. And judging from the handprint I'd left, she probably didn't want that.

She doesn't appear to be responding anytime soon, so I decided to shout some more.

"How would you feel if you had a boyfriend, not that you ever will, a horrendous hag like you, had another girl kiss him, on your birthday non the less? And then you have to chase down the girl who did it, because she, cowardly, ran away. So, yes. I slapped you. You deserved it. And if you don't stop that goddammed smirking I will slap you again. Promise."

She stopped smirking, Lucky for her. But, I still might slap her.

"For your information," Piper started in a super condesending tone of voice, "I have had numerous boyfriends, thank you very much."

That was all she got from that?

"Past tense." I smirked. "Had. And the plurl, boyfriends, indicating you have had many, presumably in the past year, make syou a whore. So, basically, you called yourself a whore. Fantastic."

Now she looked offended.

Perfect.

"The Mighty Piper McLean! haver of many boyfriends! Too bad you've never been able to keep one." I was full on grinning now, while she sputtered for an answer.

"I.. I always broke up with them!" She looked triumphant. Not helping your case, girlie.

"A whore, and a bitch. Whatever you'd like to classify that as, McLean."

Okay, now for all those girl out there who have had multiple boyfriends, let me tell you this: You, are not a whore. Piper is, because the only thing she ever wants from a guy is in his pants. So, as long as you're not like that, you're not a whore in my book.

Anyways, back to the fight. Ish, thing.

Piper was just standing there, stock still, a look of pure unadulterated anger growing on her face.

I feel like I am being very diligent with my insults. They just keep coming.

"What's the matter, McLean?"

And then... Piper McLean punched me in the face. She punched me in the face. Punched me. In the face. Punched, me in the face.

So I sucker punched her.

Her reaction. Perfection. She doubled over, clutching her stomach, gasping. Because, you know, she's a total wimp.

Okay, that was bitchy, and mean. Most people would do that. Except that guy Chuck in that book Paper Towns. His abs feel like a textbook against your fist.

But, in all honesty, I really didn't punch her that hard. I didn't want to accidently break something, my fist, by punching her extremely hard.

Piper had her hands on her knees, gasping. "Please... stop," She gasped out, like I'd just beaten the crap out of her. I hit her twice. "I'm.. I'm so sorry." She said, between gasps. I bent over and put my head next to hers.

"Just never touch my boyfriend again."

I straightended, and began walking back towards Leo's house.

I imagined Leo's face when I tell him, and laugh out loud. This is going to be entertaining.

GUUIIISSSEEEEE. IM SO EXTREMELY SORRY I AM SUCH A BITCH AND DIDN'T UPDATE SOONER. The last time I updated was before Christmas (Thank you for those who pointed that out.) I just had major writer block, and you know... if you don't just stop, and not write for a little while, you become repetitive. You just feel like you're writing the same thing over and over. So, I took a break. Sorry.

So hey :) Long time no see. So I've been thinking. Would any of you super faithful readers like a name? So I can stop saying super faithful readers? Like, Gloveians or something? I think that would be fun. If you want to, just drop me a review, or PM to let me know what you think.

In other news. I have to take Physical Science. Ewwy. Its gross. Also, i don't think people in that class like me. Someone wrote slut in my textbook. When I saw it i was like.. "hey. Mean." then, "Pfft. Thats the best they could come up with? Real creative."

I'm also in art. I have a sketch book and everything. It fantastic. Now all my drawings aren't on lined paper. I've posted a few on Tumblr. my URL is glove23. I'd love if I could follow any of you guys.

Well, I should go.

Yours in demigodishness, and all that.

Glove.