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Chapter 2

I tried to calm my uneasiness as we boarded my private jet bound for New York City, New York; but the efforts were futile. Dad, Amy, and Henry weren't much help; they all gravitated to the back of the jet and talked whispered tones as if what they're conversing about is top secret and dangerous if anyone else hears, but I managed to hear snippets of their conversation; they said something about "the camp" and "half-bloods" and "demigod". I just ignored it; I figured that it was just some boring business thing about my next movie deal, so I slipped on some headphones and watched The Book of Eli to pass the time.

We landed a couple of hours later at J.F.K Airport; Dad's Masserati was there waiting for us, we got in and Dad started to drive.

"Hey Henry what time is my concert at Madison Square? 'Cause I really need to change and tweet my fans, then enhance my hair." I say, now about the hair; it's majorly important, to me anyway. My hair is sunset red with golden highlights, its part of my trademark, along with skinny jeans and Vans all of which are important to my fame.

"Um, you're not performing at The Garden tonight, or tomorrow." Henry replies, "We have some other things to take care of first."

"Well where are we going then? Are we going to renovate Amy's store again? Or am I going on the Today Show again to promote my tour and album?" I ask.

"I would like to renovate my store again, Apollo." Amy says with a slight tone of desperation, "We should do that instead of… um the other thing…"

I look at Amy; she was twirling her brunette hair with one finger, which she only does when she's really upset, I wonder what could make her this nervous.

"No, Amy we can't renovate your store, not until this is over." My dad says.

"You know the Today Show isn't such a bad idea I'm sure I could book it for tomorrow." Henry says with the same tone of slight desperation as Amy.

"Henry, please don't make this any harder for me than it already is. We can't do the today show or renovate Amy's store or anything like that, we just have to finish this first and then we can move on to tour." My dad says. His eyes were filled with fear and worry like before.

"Where are we going? It can't be that bad, can it? Just tell me somebody!" I yell.

Amy and Henry turn to me and my dad looks at me through the rear view mirror.

"Remember those Greek stories I used to tell you when you were younger?" My dad says

"Yeah," I say, "My favorite one was the myth where Hermes steals Apollo's sacred cows."

Henry turns red and Dad glares at him and Amy giggles, "Well they're all true, and the three of us are gods. I'm Apollo the god of the sun, prophesies and the arts. Henry is Hermes god of travelers and thieves. Amy is Aphrodite goddess of love and beauty."

I look at him like he's crazy then I burst out in laughter, "Wow good one Dad. Really funny, did you honestly think that I was gonna fall for that? You're funny." I say laughing. I'm expecting everyone else to join me, but they don't instead they look at me with serious faces as if what my dad said was all true. "Wait, you guys aren't laughing. Why?" I say, "Are you really going to even try to keep this up, I mean it makes no sense whatsoever.

"It's all true. I'm really Aphrodite, that's how I got my stores and clothing line so fast. It's also why I have such a great sense of style and matchmaking!" Amy says.

"And I really am Hermes, which is why I can get you to places faster than any mortal can, and why I can sneak you into places without anyone seeing, and why no one can beat me at pranks when April Fool's comes around." Hermes says.

"And oh yeah, I can charmspeak so that's why Hermes can get spots on talk shows even if they already had someone scheduled for that day." Amy says.

"Being the god of all things musical and artsy and acting related it was easy for me to get you a show and a music career and use the Mist to fabricate the story of my fame, so it would look like a prodigy came from another prodigy." Apollo says. "Also the fact that you're my son has to do with your instant fame."

All of what they're saying is slowing sinking in, but I feel numb, "So what your saying is, I'm a demigod, my father is the god of the sun, prophesies, and all things creative arts. My stylist is the goddess of love and beauty, and my travel agent/publicist is the god of thieves and travelers." I say.

"Yes," Apollo says, "That's all true."

I nod and say, "So where are we going?"

A/N: Thanks sooo much for reading and please review! I'm sorry about the delayed updating. My internet is messed up and I've been snowed in for since 1/26/11 so it's bad snow where I live. I'm making up for it though! Chp3 will be up very soon! Keep reading and please review!

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