Sixteen (Zach):

"I hate you so much."

"Don't be mad at me, it was your dare."

"Luke, you gave me that dare. I tried to get out of it, but you wouldn't let me!" I exclaim.

"Well, it's your problem now." Luke crosses his arms at me. Sometimes, I wonder why I'm even friends with him. He isn't nice. He isn't funny. And he certainly isn't a good friend. Next year, I'm not putting him down as my roommate. He can ruin someone else's life.

I leave our room, not saying anything in response. I wouldn't know what to say to him. I knock quietly on the door to my sister and Cassia's room, literally hoping that no one is there.

The door swings open. Crap. "Ariella isn't here," Cassia says before trying to slam the door. I stick out my foot to prevent it.

"I don't need to talk to Ariella," I tell her.

"There's no one else in here… Oh…" she realizes. "What?"

"Can I come in?" I ask her.

"No."

"Please?" I try.

"Fine," she sighs as she opens the door just enough for me to squeeze through. "Now what did you come here for?"

"I came here to talk to you," I inform her. She raises an eyebrow at me, hinting for me to continue. I try and start out with something nice to say. "You look nice today."

"Are you implying that I look bad every other day?"

"No!" I defend.

"Well it sounds to me like that is exactly what you're implying." Cassia crosses her arms at me.

"But it isn't!" I assure her.

"Whatever," she rolls her eyes at me. "Why did you even come in here?"

"We need to talk… about us." I tell her.

"I hate you, you hate me. The feeling is mutual. Goodbye!" she tries to push me to the door but I stay where I'm standing.

"But the feeling isn't mutual. I like you, a lot more than a friend." I lie.

"We aren't friends."

"We could be more than friends…"

"Nobody wants that." Cassia informs me.

"I want it," I correct her.

"Out," she points to the door. "Is this some kind of sick joke?" she demands. Normally, I would admit it to her right then and there because she really frightens me. But I have to go along with this.

"No," I shake my head. "It isn't."

"Well I don't like you like that," she replies.

"Just let me take you out on a date, okay?" I ask her. "It's Valentine's day."

"I don't want to go out with you," she tells me.

"Why not?" I stomp my foot on the ground. "Just one time!"

"No!"

I'm actually getting offended by this. "Am I really that repulsive?" I demand.

"Yes," she nods.

"Fine," I say as I reach for the door. "You can't say I didn't try." I turn around and start to turn the door knob when Cassia interjects at me.

"Wait…" she calls. "Don't go."

"But since I'm so repulsive, I figured I should get out of your room so I don't spread my intolerable personality. I don't want you to act like this because it's apparently god awful." I snap.

"I'll go with you," she says.

"What?" I turn back around just to make sure I heard her right.

"I said I'd go out with you," she replies. "But only this once!" she adds quickly.

"Okay," I smile. At first, I was a little hesitant about this whole thing. Actually, I was very hesitant. But now, I'm not. If I'm that disgusting to her, then she totally deserves this. And if she gets mad if she finds out the truth, it's her own fault. She could've just stuck with her 'no' answer.

Calypso:

"Nico," I shout from my bedroom.

"You know, he isn't going to come," my annoying roommate Piper tells me.

"Yes it he. Everyone comes to me," I inform her. "It's one of the advantages of being pretty. But of course, you wouldn't have that."

She smiles sweetly at me. "Are you sure that you have it? Because by the looks of you, you definitely don't."

I gasp. Nobody talks to me that way. I storm out of the room and storm into Percy and Nico's room to find it occupied by four people. Nico's lying down on his stomach on his bed, Percy is sitting in a chair with his phone in his hand, Annabeth is reading a book on the floor, and Ariella is spinning in circles. Literally.

"Did someone invite you here?" Nico asks me. I could've sworn he was sleeping.

"Yeah," I nod. "I invited myself."

"That doesn't count," Percy tells me. "If you were famous, and you invited yourself to a Hollywood party, people would trash talk you and in moments, everyone would hate you."

"That would never happen!" I laugh. "Because when I'm famous, I'll be invited to all of the Hollywood parties! I wouldn't need to invite myself! You silly boy!"

"What makes you so sure you're going to be famous?" Ariella stops spinning and asks me.

I'll use Percy and Nico for their fame, duh, you ditsy brunette. "Uh… Just a feeling," I lie.

"Sometimes, I have feelings that…" she starts but I cut her off.

"I love how you think I care," I smile fakely at her. "Now, Nico, we need to talk business."

"Oh…" he says as he sits up. "So that was you who was bellowing like an elderly ape who needs his diaper changed."

"Why is everyone being so mean to me today?" I cry.

"Everyone is mean to you every day," Annabeth informs me.

"That wasn't necessary!" I hiss. "You weren't involved in this conversation!"

"And you weren't either before you showed up," she tells me. "So I think it would be best if you left."

"Fine," I turn swiftly on my heels before turning my head back only slightly. "Like I need you losers."

I then continue to walk out the door and into the last person I can think of's room. "Luke," I say. "We need to talk."

"What about?" he looks up from his desk which has a lot of paper work on it.

"We're going to ruin those Sirens and their friends," I smirk evilly. If people don't like me, then I shouldn't have to like them either. And when I don't like people, I humiliate them and wish they've never messed with me.

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