Location; The bar in the party Interacting With; Various people
"All right then. Shall we start with a simple trick?" Using a bit of sleight of hand, James made a deck of cards appear in his right hand and began to shuffle them, throwing in a bit of flourishing as he did so. He began the set-up of a "pick a card" trick, intending to have the card end up in his hat brim, if he could pull it off. As usual, he couldn't help but make things as elaborate as possible. The better to amuse, of course.
Scanning those nearby him, James fanned the deck and held it out to a random person. "I will forgo the pick a card, any card routine this time, as I'm sure it's not necessary." He offered a charming smile. "Besides, it would probably become annoying quite soon." Right now, he was in his element. Amusing through trickery. Entertaining through lies. The son of Hermes felt quite at home.
Keeping his smile on his face, he waited for the person to pick a card. "You know the drill, don't you? Don't let me see the card, memorize it, and place it back into the deck." With the abundance of magicians these days, he was certain that pretty much everyone knew the basic tricks. Unless they had no interest in magic, in which case, why would they be watching him? Magic was pretty much his life, after all.
"Thanks," Raven said, responding to Peter warily. "It was my mother's. It was the last thing she gave me before she... died." She lifted out the locket again and proceeded to twist it around in her hands as Stella told her to go first. "I should've expected Zeus, actually." Raven let out a laugh as she started walking toward the party. "How you walk. It emulates how my father described that Zeus does." Raven chuckled under her breath and shook her head before pausing for a moment, leaning onto her left leg as she looked back over at the two.
"If you had to take a guess... who do you think my father is?" Raven said with a quiet snort, stepping back slightly to look back at them better. The girl was noticeably fuming, and Raven, against her own good judgement, figured it was better to keep her talking and calm her down than to have her run off and do something stupid and get everyone in trouble. "He has quite a reputation on Olympus. When you figure it out, come and find me. I would love to hear your answers." Raven chuckled and hurried off into the party.
She hung back toward the door for a few brief moments, her eyes scanning over the party. She took a few steps in, eyeing her competition in this world, those who were the same as her. She took a couple steps more in and looked around, her hood still up around her face. It was slightly obvious that she stood out, as she was one of the only ones not dressed in nice clothing. She immediately started forward and noticed a small group of two girls and a guy. One of the girls looked as mad as Stella had been and Raven immediately knew to stay away. The guy was cute, but he looked to be kind of a douche. She would avoid him as much as possible. It looked as shown by everyone's face that there had been a fight. Maybe she should have heeded Stella's words...
Instead, she turned toward the bar where there seemed to be a magic show going on. Oh, this should be good. She thought this to herself as she approached the bar, leaning against it, and watched the brunette begin to manipulate cards. She watched him carefully. There was something familiar about him, but she just couldn't put her finger on it...
Location; Dallas's Apartment/The Party Interacting With; Jay Tomers @Altered Tundra
Hearing Jay trying to reassure her, Clarissa smiled at him gently but she still couldn't help but feel the weight of the evening dawn on her. She still felt like it was her fault in some way. Surely if she would have told him about Zeke...or made her lack of romantic feelings towards Zeke clearer...maybe it could have all been avoided. This situation was not easy on either of them and she hated that Jay had to suffer; because of Zeke and now his sister's threats.
The daughter of Aphrodite could see the fear and uneasiness written clear across his face. It only seemed to be more visible when she mentioned Zeus. Clarissa sighed with a nod "Yes...the one and almighty Zeus, is her father." That thought made her twitch feeling uneasy about it, just like Jay. It was clear that any child of Zeus was frightening...but Stella just seemed to be even more worse than some people could imagine. The blonde had no problem scaring people with threats, looks and her demeanor. The threats and the look would stay with her for a long time. Clarissa had already felt uneasy about the coming school year and she had a good reason to. No matter how many times Clarissa tried to shake the thoughts from her head and wanted to focus on something else; it was hard to.
Jay's expression made her feel a bit more anxious and she looked at him worried. Their fear of Stella was mutual. She sighed softly as she listened to him speak and she smiled at him gently when he reassured her he was alright.
She sighed as she tried to gather her thoughts, before speaking "It wouldn't be the first time, she said something like that to me....But thank you for wanting to try and stop her." Clarissa really did feel grateful for him trying to help and stick up for her. When he glanced away from her briefly, she reached down and gave his hand a squeeze as a thank you. Clarissa knew that most people thought of her the same way Stella did. Her manipulating people in the past was coming to bite her behind. She wanted to explain everything to Jay but she wasn't sure how to go about it; she didn't want to scare him off or make him think that she would treat him like the previous guys. In the past it was all just fun and laughs for her. But Jay really did mean something to her-even if they didn't know each other that well. Taking a deep breath she spoke softly. "I should probably tell you something...before you might hear it from someone else. I know...I am not the best person in the world, or never exactly was like most girls. In a way I am like my mother Aphrodite when it comes to men and relationships...It was just fun and games. Despite all of that, I do really care about you and like you...I didn't trick you into anything, I Swear. That's one of the reasons why I feel so bad about everything....I don't like Zeke, I never really did like him in that way and he knows that. It didn't change just because we spoke earlier tonight...I don't know what he thought changed in that short space."
Looking at Jay, Clarissa bit her lower lip as she let it all sink in. The way she was honest about herself and the way she spoke/looked at him it was clear that she wanted to change...try to change. It didn't feel right to keep him in the dark and have someone else tell him how she was really like. "I get if you never want to speak to me again...after this. I just wanted to be the one to tell you." Glancing at the ground she closed her eyes; not sure if she what she was expecting next. A part of her hoped that he would not cast her away and still want to speak to her after everything.
Location: The Party Interacting With: Clarissa Price @GoddessSophia
And it’ll be the last time. Jay made a mental note. Even if Stella was the scariest blonde woman he had ever met, he would try his hardest to make sure that she never said a mean word to Clarissa ever again.
After Clarissa told him everything that she had to say, a lot of thoughts went through his head. The first being that some of the stuff that Stella said about her were true - albeit very messed up - they were true. She was like the infamous Aphrodite in the way that she used to manipulate men - and by extension, the relationships. Jay’s initial reaction was that of worry. When she said that she didn’t trick him and that she did - no, does - care for him, a smile came over his face. It was the kind of smile that one couldn’t wipe away even if they wanted to. It was that kind of smile that was almost a tooth-faced grin. It was that kind of smile that spoke and bled of genuine happiness with a slight tone of relief. It was the smile that cemented Jay’s curious, inner-inquires on whether or not she liked him too.
For an obvious reason, Jay didn’t even hear what she said after all of that. He had been taken over by his relief and genuine happiness that Jay took Clarissa in for a hug. To him, it was he tightest hug he had ever given, but due to his rather slim figure and lack of physical strength, it wouldn’t be that kind of hug that was air-sucking. It was more of a moderate tight squeeze, but one that would probably feel good. The hug was self-explanatory. Even if Jay had heard what Clarissa say about how she would be surprised if he’d never want to speak to her again, the hug itself would give her that answer. And, if that wasn’t enough for her, a half-laugh, half-cry of joy came over Jay as several tears of relief fell from his eyes.
Location; The bar Interacting With; Various people
The girl who had taken a card replaced it in the deck. "Ah, thank you, milady." James shuffled the deck thoroughly, then fanned it out. Showing the faces of the cards to the audience, he made sure they was easily visible. "Do you see your card here?" The girl shook her head. "To quote, that's because you're looking too closely. And the closer you look, the less you actually see."
With a grin, he tapped the brim of his hat. Lo and behold, the missing card was stuck in the ribbon of his hat like a very unusual feather. Plucking it out deftly, he held it out to the girl. "Is this your card? The Jack of Spades?" The girl confirmed it with a rather excited yes, and James chuckled. With a bit of sleight of hand and a poof of smoke, the card was replaced with a rose, which he held out to the girl. She accepted it with a smile and a blush.
"Now, for something a bit more complicated." A second deck appeared in the same manner as the first, and he began to shuffle them together, throwing in a bit of flourishing. "For this trick, I shall need a volunteer from the audience." A young man came forward, a son of Ares, James thought. "Thank you, sir. Now, here's what I need you to do..."
Location: The Bar Interactions With: James Oake -@LadyTale, Raven Deamon - @WhiteStar19, Jonas Highwind
Her long slender fingers were wrapped easily around the goblet of wine as she watched this small magic show she could now easily guess who's child this would be. Hermes, the god of travelers and most notably thieves, at this a slight wrinkle came to the bridge of her nose. It was quickly erased though as Elize watched in silence. He might have wowed a blank human girl but he wasn't even close to wowing Elize. Her expression was utterly blank but her eyes contained a cold glint of instinct and mistrust. This wasn't an unusual look for the tall young woman rarely trusted any other upright readily sentient creatures, especially other demigods. Most of them would stab you in the back the moment they could find some gain from the gesture.
The young demigod reached out with her mental feelers to see what sort of animals were awake at such a late hour. The only one nearby that she could find was a large owl, a mother hunting for meat to feed her chicks. She was desperate but all of the mice had burrowed up or been scared away by the loud noise of the party. Elize pushed out a pulse of reassurance before quickly sending out a secondary questioning pulse and then another of longing for company. Then she offered the big bird a trade, that she would find something for her if she joined Elize. Normally the huntress's daughter would not ask a bird to come indoors, especially one as large as this owl but tonight was an exception. This female was one of the larger ones, an Eagle Owl, but like most she was nearly silent as she swooped down through the open patio doors into the kitchen.
Elize threw up her forearm to catch the bird though it's talon's cut easily through some of the skin there she merely winced softly. She reassured the bird again before she caught sight of a new comer to their little group. A young woman with blonde hair had joined them, tall but not quite to the height Elize was, especially in her heels but still tall enough to stand out. "I wouldn't bother to watch, just sleights of hand and a little blood from the mountain. Much too hot in here for this sort of crowd anyhow." She recommended to the girl as she turned for Dallas's fridge to find some raw meat. She quickly found some meat that was a little past date but still safe for the bird and headed towards the patio. She turned over her shoulder and gave a nod to Jonas before she took the last step out onto the patio giving the meat to the giant owl before propelling her into the air so she had room to expand her wings.
Location: Outside of Dallas' Apartment, In her bed, First class of the day. Interacting With: Raven Daemon -@WhiteStar19. Clarissa Price -@GoddessSophia.
Stella eyed the girl before her, well, Raven was her name, when she said that she should've expected her to be the daughter of Zeus. She let that little comment of hers slid then eyed her. "I don't..." Her eyes continued watching as Raven walked off. She wanted to yell but thinks she did too much of that already that night. With a sigh as she realizes that she might actually have some competition in the bitch department, she trotted off back to her own apartment, throwing her purse on the table and sitting down, with her face inside the palm of her own hands.
Stella sat there for about a good fifteen minutes, thinking about what she did tonight and how was she going to make it right with everyone at a later date. With the shrug of her shoulders and snapping back to reality, she got up from the table and went in her room, undressing herself from her party wear into her pajamas then getting cozy inside of her cocoon nest of blankets. She stared up at the ceiling with a smirk then knew how she was going to make things right with everyone as she slowly drifted off to sleep.Her alarm clocked blared with it's irritating noise as she moved herself over a bit then outstretched her arms to turn it off. With a sigh, she turned back over and groaned as she didn't want to get up for class. It was a bit of a rough week for her. Dallas' party one night, having nothing to do but hear people yelling at you the next night and now this, having to get up and go to class. She just wished to herself that she had chosen the alternative and did something else with her life but here she was, stuck at Olympus Academy.
She was soon up and about, showering and preparing herself for the day. She had even made a batch of cookies to share with everyone on the first day of class and hoped that they enjoy them and don't take them as sympathy cookies. Stella wrapped up the cookies, two to a wrap then placed them in a woven basket she had made. She smiled as she didn't need her notebook and pen today since her only class was Physical Training with Ezekiel and Chelsea.
Stella wore nothing more than a blue dress and blue heels then marched outside of her apartment and down the stairs, basket hanging the middle of her arm. Her eyes scanned the perimeter for Clarissa as she wanted to apologize to her for stepping outside of her character a week ago and hopefully make things right with her. She spotted her, walking with her brother, of course as the two seemed inseparable. She walked over towards them with the wave of her hand but kept her distance as she came in peace. "Hello there, Skye. Nice to see you again." She said with a smile then dug into her basket of cookies, grabbing two and handing them towards him. "Here you go. Mind if I talk to your sister for awhile?" Stella asked as Skye raised a brow towards Stella then looked at his sister, giving her a small hug then a kiss on the cheek. "See you later, sis." He said while walking away.
"Awe, isn't he precious." She spoke sweetly then eyed Clarissa with a smile. "Seemingly me and you got off on the wrong foot." Stella mentioned while looking at Clarissa, digging in her basket again and extending out a pair of cookies towards her. "Hopefully we can start over and make amends? I apologize for calling you all of those names and such as I was in a rage and people do crazy things in a rage, am I right?" She snickered a bit, trying to ease the tension from the air but then cleared her throat as she walked a bit closer. "You do not have to accept my apology but do take it in consideration." She smiled a bit then eyed the daughter of Aphrodite before her. "So, come on, what do you say?" Stella extended her hand out towards Clarissa with a smile.
Location: Party/ First Class Interacting With: Elize Vanzant @Aspen Wren
Raven glanced up when the auburn haired girl said that to her. She followed her out to the patio, narrowing her eyes at her. "Do you always take the fun out of things for people you've just met?" Raven asked, sarcasm dripping behind her voice. Raven eyed the giant owl, watching it disappear off into the night sky with the meat that the girl had been kind enough to steal from the host's refrigerator. Raven just shook her head for a moment before turning around and disappearing back inside, not even bothering to ask the name of the girl. She shrugged her jacket in close around her and walked out, not bothering to look at anyone or say anything to anyone. What was the point? She was sure that she was going to be meeting them all soon anyways... Don't want none unless you got buns hun her alarm shouted at her, first thing in the morning a week later. Blonde hair askew and still dressed in her sweatshirt, but now with a pair of sweatpants on, Raven groaned and rolled over in her bed. She stood up and stretched, every inch of her body cracking. That was not fun. After the party a week ago, she had managed to avoid most of those she had met there, getting settled into one of the apartments on campus. The formerly pale white room was now decorated with dark purples and blacks, suiting her liking much better than before. She didn't think she was gothic; she just like the darker colors.
She shimmied out of her sweatshirt and sweat pants and pulled on a red tank top with black leather pants, a black leather jacket, and red Converse. It went against her normal clothing style, but she wanted to make a noticeable first impression, even if it wasn't a better one than most. She swung her backpack up onto her shoulders and checked the list for what she had going on today. It looked like she only had Power Use and Control with Miguel and Lucille. She was fine with that. It would be a fun time to show off what she can do. Maybe she could knock out one of the professors... She laughed to herself before walking out and starting toward the main doors. She glanced and saw that girl from the other night... the daughter of Zeus Stella talking to another girl. She slowed down for a moment, watching them, before continuing on.
Ever Tidus
Location: First Class Interacting With: Charlie
The cold nose of a dog woke her up, unlike the conventional student, who had an alarm go off. A smile crept up on her face quietly as she reached out and rubbed Charlie's head, gripping onto his fur slightly as she pulled herself up into a sitting position. One hand on Charlie and the other on the sheets of the mattress, Ever pulled herself up to a standing position. Charlie nuzzled her hand and she smiled carefully, running her hand down his head to his neck to grab the bar of the harness that he was wearing. He moved slightly forward to where she could grab it and lift it up. Charlie guided her over to the open wardrobe and Ever reached out her hand to pull out an outfit. She dropped Charlie's harness and he backed away carefully, making sure to give her enough space.
She pulled off her nightgown and pulled on a pretty brown dress with spaghetti straps. She adjusted it to where she could feel the tag in her back and the dress grazing just above her knees. Charlie approached again and Ever reached down to grab his leash again. He guided her back over to the bed and pushed her boots toward her. She reached down carefully, feeling the leather of the boots underneath her fingertips, and gently slid her feet into them, making sure that they were on the right foot, as she had messed up many times before on that. She picked up her bag from beside the nightstand, as where it always was, and pulled out her schedule. She ran her fingers over the Braille and rolled her unseeing eyes. They had put her in Physical Training again. She didn't quite understand why they kept doing this, but she was a fairly good medical person as she could sometimes see injuries before they happened and prevent them.
She grabbed Charlie's leash again and stood up. Charlie knew the drill this time and he guided her toward the door. She opened it carefully, making sure not to hit herself or Charlie, before they walked out into the beautiful breezy air. She listened closely to the sounds around her. She could hear Stella talking to someone not too far away and someone walking toward the building. As far as she could tell, no one else was out and around.
She casually made her way across, hoping that she could have someone to talk to soon because Charlie wasn't exactly the best at helping her around the school. She paused for a minute, gently tugging on Charlie's leash to make him stop. She reached down and petted him. "Good boy, Charlie" she murmured carefully, listening around for anyone new.
It had been a week since the party. Everyone in the peanut gallery were talking about it. They were talking about the little fight that had erupted between Tara and Dallas and how the Daughter of Ares decked him a good one. They were talking about that little magic show that James Oake threw. No one really knew that the son of Hermes had magic skills. However, what was quite possibly the main focus of whispers around the campus was what went down with a certain blonde son of Zeus and a certain Daughter of Aphrodite and how all of it started with the shoving of some caramel-skinned, mystery kid into the beverage table.
Indeed the talk was mainly about that one kid who was unknown to everyone at the party. He was unknown to the clique of students that ran the school. He was unknown to those that loved to have legal fun. He was unknown to just about everyone at the party - well, that was until he got himself knocked out because he happened to be smooching with Clarissa Price, Daughter of Aphrodite. Of course, the fun didn’t stop there as not even ten minutes later, the Queen Bee of Olympus Academy herself showed up and grilled into Clarissa, prompting the dark-skinned male to step in-between the two ladies. Yup, one could only imagine how that ended up(not well for those curious).
So, at the end of the party, shit went down and no one had stopped talking about it, which was why Jay chose to stay away from those people who wanted to get to know him and ask about what happened. Safe to say that the name of Jeremiah Tomers was moderately well-known after the week of gossiping. If not by name, then by the title “That one guy who was decked by Zeke Carter” or “That one guy who was mackin’ it on with Clarissa”. It still didn’t change things for Jay. That is to say that he’s still a nervous wreck around strangers. Only reason he wasn’t like that with the likes of Delilah, Vivian, and Clarissa was because they were friendly to him and didn’t impose some intimidating persona when in his company.
After five or so minutes laying awake in his bed, Jay finally found the motivation to get up to his feet. ”First class today. I guess I should get ready,” Jay said sluggishly, groaning as he went to his bathroom. On top of everything that he was sure would happen, Jay was still in a groggy sleep. The aspect of school wasn’t an attractive one, but it was one that Jay had to do. He couldn’t very well be late, now could he? No, he most certainly could not, which was why Jay spent the next fifteen or so minutes getting ready. First was the shower, which would only take half the time as he was quick there. Next, was drying off, doing his hair, which he felt to just leave it down this time. As compared to what he had did with it in the past, leaving his shoulder-length hair down on its natural form felt right for the this morning. It would definitely show off a different look to him, so that was the main reason as to why he left it down.
Once Jay exited his bathroom, he went over to his closet to pick out an outfit for the day. All he would wear was a gray, long-sleeve shirt and a pair of blue jeans. As usual, he would wear a pair of black shoes to go along with it. As one could probably guess, this was as average of an outfit if there wasn’t ever one before. When Jay got dressed, he quickly put a bagel in the toaster oven and got some butter out as well as a bottle of orange juice he had in his fridge. It would take only five or so minutes until Jay had completed his breakfast and another bottle of OJ for the road. Getting his shoulder bag, his wallet, phone, and keys, Jay locked the door behind him and quickly made his way off to school.
After he arrived on the campus, Jay half-nervously looked around hoping to find someone he knew he could walk to his first class with. Odds were that no one he knew - friend or foe - would have the same classes as he would - but one would never know until they asked, right? About a minute or so walking around, Jay caught the sight of Clarissa and Stella. A curious brow arched as he wondered what they were talking about. Unknown to his surroundings, Jay tried to get closer as to hear better, but that was when Jay bumped into someone, knocking them both down.
”Ow, that hurt,” Jay said as he rubbed his shoulder. ”I’m sorry, I wasn’t look--” and just like that, Jay’s mouth froze open, his eyes widened slightly at who he bumped into. It was Skye Woodsen, Clarissa’s overprotective brother - the brother that, in the week since the party - Jay tried to avoid at all costs. It was the brother that most likely knew about Jay. If he didn’t, then that meant there was a chance for Jay to not get pounded into this early in the morning, “--looking where I was going.” Jay apologized, hoping that this was the latter situation he thought in his head and not the fearful former. If Skye indeed did know who Jay was from the moment they bumped into each other, Jay would be in for a long morning.
Vivian Annabelle Corette
Location: Campus Interacting With: Delilah via text@karamonnom
She had met up with a friend of hers who seemed to be urgent in wanting to speak with her. This friend of hers went by Alana. She was often an odd one, but had a sincerity about her that Vivian never doubted for one moment. It just so happened that she, like Delilah, was one of the many children of Demeter at Olympus Academy. She, like Delilah, often was an airhead and spaced out a lot, but when Vivian met up with her on one of the several park-like benches set around the academy, she was freaked out and nervous as all hell.
“You’re not serious, are you?” Asked a curious and concerned Vivian. “I’m as serious as a mule. That makes the third student from Olympus Academy gone within a week.” “Dang girl, this is serious news.” Vivian said, completely shocked, “and you know this how?” Asked Vivian to her friend. “I heard it from a friend who then heard it from a friend who then overheard two other people talking about it.” “Okay, but you sure this is true?” “Viv, those two people talking about it were the Headmaster and Mr. Levesque.” Said Alana. “Oh..” Vivian said as her expression was frozen and her voice silent. “So, yeah you better watch out.” “Why me?” “All three of those demigods were all at that party a week ago. I think you might want to inform everyone, perhaps ask your brother.” She said, “as for me, I’m transferring out of here. If you’re smart, you’d do the same.”
As she hugged her friend, Alana, Vivian still couldn’t believe what she heard. Forget the fact that demigods and/or demigoddesses were snatched up, but to think that all three of them happened to be at the party, that was just too much for Viv. The thought of it being too much of a coincidence crossed her mind, but that seemed a bit far-fetched. Still, this was news that, if the professors had any say, would stay quiet until they found who did it, but Vivian felt that this was something that she just had to tell someone to.
Whipping out her phone, Vivian fell on Delilah’s number. Vivian would go to the “message” option.
To: Delilah From: Vivian Lilah! You need to get to the campus ASAP! I’ll be by the benches outside on the eastern side of the Campus. Please hurry. D: -Viv
That urgent text would hopefully be enough to get Lilah’s lazy butt over to campus soon, or so Vivian hoped.
Location; Olympus Academy campus Interacting With; Jeremiah Tomers (mentioned) and Skye Woodsen (mentioned)
Serafina was never late for class, nor was she early. She always arrived right on time; precisely when she meant to. Right now, she was between classes, and decided to spend her bit of free time outside, near the building where her next class would be. She was attired in long, loose brown shorts, a cream tank top with green accents, a pair of brown flats, and of course, her ever-present earrings. From her seat under an Ornamental Cherry tree, she watched students coming and going with a contented smile on her face.
That is, until she witnessed the accidental collision of the boy who had kissed Clarissa at the party and Skye Woodsen. That wasn't good. If things turned out the way they did at the party, there would be a serious fight on campus. Serafina debated with herself whether she wanted to wait and see, or try to stave off the probable violence. She compromised by moving to a bench near the two, so she could step in and be the peacemaker if necessary. Hopefully, it wouldn't be.
Serafina absently braided her hair as she sat there, waiting. This is nerve-wracking. She thought with a frown. Waiting for a fight to break out is almost worse than the actual fight. She kept a discreet eye on the two boys, waiting for something to happen. Honestly, she hoped that everything would work out peacefully, but it was rather unlikely. Given what she had seen the last time the two met, it was almost impossible.
Location; Olympus Academy Campus~First day of Lessons Interacting With; Stella McQuire @HushedWhispers
Over the past week; the campus seemed to buzzing with news and gossip; about what happened at the party. Pretty much everyone knew about the drama relating back to her, Jay and the two children of Zeus; Zeke and Stella. The two people that Clarissa was doing her best to avoid anywhere she went; The daughter of Aphrodite was watching her back, in fear and worry that Stella might strike and get her revenge for what happened at the party. The conformation with Stella had made her somewhat tense and agitated. As for Zeke...that was a different story; they were in a bad place and she was sure he would not believe her side of the story...no less than Stella did. It was pointless trying to explain herself to either of them.
As for her and Jay; Clarissa felt glad and relieved that he still wanted to be around her after everything; he seemed to have faith in her and made her feel better. They had spent some time together, a few times Vivian seemed to join them with her friend Delilah for a few moments; There seemed to be some improvement between Clarissa and Vivian in particular. The girls seemed to tolerate each other a bit better and didn't seem to get into arguments; but they were not the best of friends yet. But were on more friendly terms. As for her darling brother Skye; he knew bits about what happened at the party, but most of the information had not been disclosed to him by Clarissa; she was trying to figure out how to tell him everything without him wanting to question Jay and scare him off.
It was the first day of classes and like some people; Clarissa was not looking forward to it. She didn't want to get out of bed, but her alarm clock and the annoying texts from her brother Skye got her up. As she was getting her self ready; she had her brown locks loose; wearing simple skinny jeans and a strapped t-shirt with it. Looking at herself in the mirror; she sighed as she brushed her fingers through her brown hair. She looked presentable and didn't waste time trying to doll herself up for her Greek Mythology Class. Looking through her bag quickly she made sure she had her books, a pen...her phone and some lip-balm. Putting her bag over her shoulder; Clarissa slipped on her high-heel boots before she walked out of her apartment, soon walking through the campus with her brother Skye.
She seemed to be calm until she saw Stella approaching asking to speak to her; Clarissa stiffened in her spot feeling her brother kiss her cheek. She managed to give him a gentle smile. "Um...see you later, bro." she breathed out, as she watched him walk off.
Hearing Stella speak, Clarissa bit her lip and she rose a slight eyebrow. she thinks he's precious? Figures he would be her favorite one... As far as she knew; pretty much everyone apart from the odd few adored and loved her brother Skye...he was always a favorite. Not that she could blame them; he had the looks and the charm. It just felt odd hearing that from her arch-nemesis after what happened last week.
Looking at the daughter of Zeus; she rose a slight eyebrow in shock when she saw the pair of cookies being handed to her. Clarissa didn't touch the pair of goodies for some reason wondering if this was Stella's revenge;a pair of poisoned cookies to end her. But for some reason, the more Stella spoke; the more genuine and true her words seemed to be. This surprised Clarissa; she had never seen Stella be nice to anyone...not to her at least of all people. "Are you really serious......?" Clarissa finally breathed out as if to make sure she was hearing her right. "I hope, you're not secretly trying to poison me, with those cookies." she said, letting out a slight giggle-but it sounded uneasy, almost worried about this situation.
Thinking it over; Clarissa knew it would be best if she and Stella could be on good terms; she didn't want spend the school year in fear and anxiety of she would live till the end of the day. "I suppose you're right...people do...some crazy things in rage." she agreed before she gave Stella a light smile, but there was still a hint of worry in her brown eyes as she looked at the blonde before her. Seeing her smile and her hand extended towards her; Clarissa took a deep breath "Starting over, sounds good to me. I don't want to hold a grudge against you, for defending your brother...or feel uneasy about not making it till the end of the end of the school year. I would probably would do the same thing, if Something similar happened to Skye. I accept your apology." Her hand gently took a hold of hers; shaking her hand at their truce.
Location; Outside Somewhere Interacting With; Each other
Zeke raised one of his eyebrows as his sister changed her mind and made her way to the party. It definitely did not seem like she was up to any good. But before he knew it, she was already gone, leaving Zeke alone with the girl, who had just introduced herself as Cori.
"Yeah, those jackets are the only reason why I joined football," he joked half-heartedly, his lips curling up slightly into a small smile though he wasn't really feeling it. "I'm Zeke. Zeke Carter."
Cori seemed nice enough, and she did seem like the type that would listen if he wanted to talk more, but he didn't. He didn't want to think about Clarissa or that guy. He didn't want to think about how he made a scene then stormed off. He didn't want to think about what his sister might be doing right now and how she is probably making things worse. He didn't want to think, period. But he wouldn't mind a peaceful walk in the night.
He got off the bench and offered Cori a hand. "Alright, let's go walk around."
She laughed about his joke. "I'm glad you did, Zeke." She said as her hands took the sides of the collar of the jacket and pulled them together, just to show him how comfortable she was. Even though it was clear he still wasn't feeling all too well, he was able to crack jokes again. Which must've meant some form of recovery. She gently lay her hand in his. It was a big and rough hand. -Well at least compared to her hand it was- But it felt secure. When he stood up, she realised how tall he was. "So where are we going? I'm kinda new here. What would be the first thing you want to see here if, let's say, it's the middle of the night?" Her eyes looked over the campus. She was actually prety curious if there was a special place. A quiet place or an interesting element. There must be. Those things were everywhere. And this was a school for demi-gods.
Zeke thought about it for a moment, trying to think of a place that they could go. He's never been the type to go out for a leisurely stroll at night. At least not without other intentions. "Well it is the middle of the night and welcome to Olympus Academy," he stalled as he was still trying to figure out where to go.
"I honestly don't know," he finally said with defeat. "It's a nice night though so we can just walk around."
He made a motion to follow him as they walked away from the party, until it was nothing more than a speck of light in the distance. He didn't say a word, realizing that this was the first time he was talking to a girl that a. wasn't his sister or b. he did not intend to hit on. Clearing his throat, he decided to ask casually, "So how do you like it here so far?"
"Around is good. I mean, I still need to get to know the place anyway. A tour at midnight seems like the best introduction." Cori smiled. "Yeah it's kinda weird to be so much around people again. But so far it has been pretty good."
And they walked on, and talked. For a while. About nothing and everything: The campus, the stars, the football team, the gods, the students, Cori's travels, the teachers. Until it was late and Zeke walked Cori to her appartment, before going to his own.
"So uhm, I guess I see you around?." Cori asked him as she stood on her doorstep.
"Oh, maybe you can just give me your number, so it'll be easier for us to keep in touch. If you want," Zeke said, holding out his phone. "You're going to have to return my jacket eventually too, by the way..." He smiled, glancing at the girl who was still wearing his varsity jacket.
"Oh yeah ofcourse!" She had forgotten about the jacket entirely. "This is my number" She said, showing him the number she had typed in on his phone. "Call me, and you might get it back." she joked, twirling a strand of her hair around her index finger. "It was nice talking to you, Zeke."
Zeke added Cori into his contacts, showing her name on his screen. "Ouch, taking my jacket as hostage. I would have texted you anyways. Not much of a call person though," he admitted. He stuffed his hands into his pant pockets, giving Cori a simple nod. "It was nice talking to you too. Thanks."
He watched as she closed the door on him before making his way back to his place. He had not completely forgotten about Clarissa, but the pain numbed a bit. It was kind of nice, just talking to a girl without any drama or relationship type deal.
It was getting kind of late, so he decided to just get ready for bed and call it a day. It sure has been a hectic one, that was for sure.
Time Skip
Today was officially the first day of school, which meant that they had classes which Zeke was obviously looking forward to. The past week was alright. He did his best to just ignore all those whispers and not-so-sneaky glances and just hung out with his friends. He got to talk to Cori some more, and he was appreciative of their friendship.
Anyhow, he was supposed to meet her at the benches before classes start to hang out a bit. He was wearing his varsity jacket, which Cori had so graciously returned after much negotiation. She probably was going to use it again later, but he did not mind. He sat on the bench and waited for her to arrive.
A week had passed and Cori had got to see the campus by daylight as well. Zeke and her had texted back and forth and hung out a few times. He was a nice guy to hang out with. She initially didn't want to give back his jacket, but she realised she couldn't keep it from him. When she arrived at the bench where they were supposed to meet, she saw that he was already there. She punched him in the shoulder. But it probably hurt her more than him. literally. The guy was big and strong. she was.. well kinda the opposite. "Hey mister jock. How are you today?" Zeke was a cute guy, but with his heart broken only last week, Cori had decided to go for the friendship. And that was great. No tension or difficulties. just this.
Zeke barely felt what he assumed was a playful punch from Cori. "Hey Miss. I'm fine I guess. Not looking forward to class starting though." he replied with a smile.
"I made you something by the way." From her pocket, Cori pulled forward a necklace. For a pendant, it had a silver lightning bolt.
But mirrored, so it makes a Z
"I figured it'd fit you, since you're the Zeke Almighty and all."
He was surprised when he saw Cori pull out a necklace from her pocket. He knew that she made stuff like that from time to time, but he didn't expect a gift. "Wow, thanks, Cori," he said, accepting the gift graciously. "This is... Thanks." Zeke quickly put the necklace on and asked in a joking tone, "How do I look?"
He liked the necklace but now felt a bit obligated to give her something in return ... but what?
Cori laughed. She was glad that Zeke liked her gift. "fantastic as always." She tried to go for a sarcastic tone. But damnit she meant it. "really the finishing touch for the son of Zeus if you ask me." It was kinda weird how much of people's identity was made by their heritage here. In high school, her experience was that her classmates mainly wanted to do the opposite. Create an identity that had nothing to do with their parents. Well, demi-gods were different, Cori decided, and that was that. "So what's that first class that you're not looking forward too? maybe we have to go in the same direction. My first is ehm.." She took out the schedule that she had for this week. "Power use and Control with mister Neelson. Whatever that is going to be." She knew her power. But what more could she make from it? As she thought about it, she was getting curious and actually starting to look forward to it.
Zeke groaned; he really didn't want to think about classes right now. He pulled out his schedule to check and answered, "Of course it's one of my worst subject. Greek Myths with Mr. Levesque."
What he did not say, though most could already figure out, was that all classes that did not involve physical activities were his worst subjects.
"I can walk you to class though. Super speed, remember?" he chuckled proudly. One might say it was an abuse of his super abilities, but what's the point of having them if you don't use them, right?
"Yeah thanks! that's gonna be fun." She put her arms around his neck and jumped into him. That was probably a bit careless of her, but she was sure he would catch her. "you're going to carry me right?" Now that she acted so impulsively, she wasn't entirely sure if that had been the correct response to his proposal. But how else was he going to do it? She wouldn't be able to keep up with him if he was going at superspeed. She had to cling to him somehow.
Zeke did indeed catch her, but was caught off guard. His arms are wrapped around her waist as she clung onto him tightly. "I knew you were always into me," he joked, still holding onto her. "I meant that I would walk you to class, normal speed and just dash back to my own." He gently put her back onto the ground and ruffled the hair on the top of her head.
"Yeah pfeh! right. you wish. I think you have more than enough girls chasing you." Like I would ever admit that to him. She was somewhat ashamed as she got some strange looks from passers by. But at least she knew that Zeke would be cool about it. "Well you got to carry me super speed some other time then. I wanna know what it's like." She adjusted her shirt back to the proper way to carry it, as it had slipped over her shoulder somewhat. She cleared her throat. "Allright then. walking it is. Let's go. I don't wanna be late for my first class." She took his hand and tried to drag him with her. Ofcourse she would'nt be able to move him if he didn't cooperate.
"I'll think about it," he said thoughtfully in response to her request of traveling at super speed with him. He has never tried it with another person before and he wasn't sure if it was safe. He wouldn't want her to stop breathing or something.
He also allowed her to drag him to her class, though he still teased her a bit."What a goody-two shoes... We have plenty of time. Maybe we should grab some tacos or something. Who cares if we're like an hour late?"
Cori gave him wide eyes and a jokingly sad face as a response. But she couldn't keep it for long. "You just want to miss your own class, asshole. But tacos sounds good though. Do we have those here?" It was great she was able to be herself around Zeke. He was steady, physically and mentally. Hell, when Clarissa was not around, even emotionally. So she was free to display her inner chaos, which she so carefully hid from most people. She wanted to do something for him. "Hey.." She said as they walked to her class. " I read a lot about greek myths since I found out I was a demi-god. I'm not sure if that relates to the material covered in the classes much, but if you like we could look at it together sometime." She knew he didn't really excel at the theoretical stuff. She hoped she hadn't insulted him by her comment.
"I know people," Zeke replied with a wink. Well, he can check that off the list of things he want to say in real life. In actuality, he just knows a nearby taco place, pretty low-key though that most students don't know about.
"Really? You'll help me out? That'll be great! Seriously, I need all the help that I can get," he said.
Soon enough, they had arrived in front of her classroom door. He coughed slightly to let her know that she was still holding his hand. "So... I'll talk to you later. I might text you during class. I get bored," he said. It was not a joke. If anything, it was a warning that she should put her phone on silent and maybe check her phone every once in a while.
"Ha! Great! Tacos and Greek Myths then. She was happy he wanted her help. When they arrived, she unconsciously held on to his hand, until he subtly let her know that she did. She quickly let go and cleared her throat. "sure" she said. "I''ll be expecting your text then." The logical thing would probably be to go inside now. But she wanted to see him run at superspeed. Well, maybe next time. "Bye!" Cori turned around and went inside. After a few steps she looked back and waved at him. She would've really like to hug him. But that was... She didn't want to seem desperate or something. She walked on. To class. Her first class ever on Olympus Academy!
Zeke used his super speed and managed to get to his Greek Myth's class on time. Maybe he was even early for once. He took his usual seat in the back and settled in.
Location; Room; then Campus Interacting With; Vivian Corette@Altered Tundra
"You're kidding me... it's morning already?" Roze groaned to herself, holding an arm over her eyes as her irritating alarm clock alerted her to the start of the day. After a good few years of no school or responsibilities at her Dad's fancy beach house, sleep-ins had been normal. She'd hadn't had to wake up early in so damn long. And her body was not taking the change well. "It's gonna be a long ass day."
Eventually dragging herself out of her hammock, she began blasting loud music through her earphones to wake herself up. Probably not too healthy for the eardrums, but Roze wasn't particularly wanting to still be half-asleep on her first day of class. Which happened to be... "Power Management. Fabulous. So much for keeping my powers quiet." She muttered to herself as she stared at her timetable. After the party on the first night of her arrival, Roze had pretty much explored the campus rather than make friends - that would be a job to begin when class started - so that meant for everyone else, her parents were a mystery. Her time was also taken up with her sleeping arrangements.
When it came to sleeping, Roze was particularly picky. She hated sleeping on the floor, or close to the floor. So, although the bed given to her was comfy as hell, it was no good. She'd been known to sleep in trees in the past, simply just to get that weightless feeling. She supposed it came from having Poseidon as her Dad and loving water - sleeping underwater had been bliss, and she would have stayed there had it not been for her less than friendly step-mother and brother.
So, after a few nights of restlessness (And one in a tree outside of her dorm; that hadn't been too bad, had it not been from the nasty awakening in the morning from a group of spiders, and the scrapes and bruises she'd sustained in the subsequent fall from the tree. Still - better than dealing with those 8-legged horrors.), Roze had finally gone to the nearby town and purchased a hammock. It fit nicely in her bedroom, and Roze could finally get comfortable at night. And, as it happened, also too comfortable in the morning.
Once her face was washed, teeth brushed, and hair tamed, Roze felt far more awake when it came to picking her outfit of the day. Power Management sounded like it wasn't going to be in a stuffy classroom, rather a gym. So, that meant converse, not boots. Pairing her shoes with some black skinny jeans, a black tank and anopen flannel shirt, Roze was ready for the day. After some dithering, she also put in some contact lenses before hurriedly whacking on some eyeliner and concealer. Grabbing a muffin and throwing a couple of bottles of pepsi in her backpack - along with other essentials like her iPod, and a writing pad: Did you take notes in power class? Would there be homework and tests? Gods only knew - Roze was out of the door with quite a while to spare before her first lesson.
"Speaking of... where in the hell is it?" Roze muttered to herself as she walked out of the apartment building. Out of all of the exploring of the campus, the last thing she'd thought to look for were classrooms. Naturally. After wandering around for a bit, Roze eventually figured that it was time to ask for directions. She noticed one of the Apollo kids - Vivian, she thought her name was - sat alone on one of the benches, so she headed in that direction, disarming and yet mischievous grin already in place. "Hey. Sorry to bother you, I'm just a little lost. Do you have the Power Management class next, by any chance?" She asked the sunny, blonde girl before her.
Peter Sköjare
Location; Room; then Campus Interacting With; No-one at the moment
Peter's alarm had began blaring at 7AM, but he was already wide awake. As often happened when he went to a new place, his insomnia had kicked in pretty quickly. With a disturbing lack of his usual medication (He hadn't risked going into the nearby town to get some just yet; paranoia, most likely brought on by the lack of sleep), he'd been forced to use a much more traditional knocking-out remedy; whiskey.
This had led to some splitting headaches, withdrawal from his meds, staying in his room for all hours and one hell of a messed up sleep schedule. Now that classes were approaching, he'd sorted out his sleep schedule as much as could - it still hadn't stopped him from waking up at 4AM, leaving him pacing restlessly about his apartment until 6 o'clock had come around. With the sun up and people going to be awake in no time anyways, he'd finally been able to sit down and play his piano. The keys had instantly soothed his frantic mind, and despite his light hand tremors, he was able to make Pachelbel's Canon in D spring to life before him.
By the time his alarm had gone off, he'd removed his restlessness and was actually enjoying a liquid with no ethanol at all in it: Coffee. It did wonders for the sleep deprivation. Switching off the irritating buzz, Peter donned his jacket and headed out of his apartment. It was a mild sort of day, the chill of the dawn still lingering in the air. Zipping up his jacket, Peter winced as left the building, the morning sun swiftly making his headache worse. Putting on his sunglasses, he looked around, wondering what to do. It was a bit before his Greek Mythology class started.
"Mythology? Of course that's a subject here. We get to hear about all the fucked-up things our parents have done." Peter muttered to himself, shaking his head as he walked. "Wonderful." He added in a sardonic tone.
Location: Some bright, temperate version of hell where it's cool to wake kids up at 8:30 Interacting With: Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone @Altered Tundra, Rozalia Eathliel @MiddleEarthRoze
"POWEEEEEEEEEEER MANAGEMENT!" Even on a relatively calm day, with mild temperatures and plenty of sunlight, Dallas Relo still moved like he was always one step away from dancing right into a storm. It was a boxer's kind of dance, the frantic footwork and loud confidence that only people who thought all the world was a stage could own without seeming high on themselves. His hands were both wrapped around the sleeves of a pullover hooded henley, slung over his neck like a towel and draping over a plain white t-shirt. His face turned to Vivian and lit up with a wide grin; dark golden eyebrows rose from behind the shrouded lenses of a pair of Oakleys. "And what a damn day for it. Hey, babe."
When he'd sauntered close enough to his kid sister, he bowed forward to kiss the tip of Vivian's nose with an exaggerated mwwwwwwww-AH and whipped his sunglasses off with a flourish. The frames quickly found themselves being tucked behind Vivian's hair and under her ears. Her big brother stepped back with a flourish and gripped the sleeves of his unworn hoodie, pulling closed fists into his pockets and grinning. His smile gleamed as the morning picked up energy and the sun drew further into the bright, cloudless sky.
"So! Who's about ready to crawl into the bathtub and drop a radio in the water for the chance to sleep a while longer?" Dallas asked. Despite his profession of exhaustion, it was clear his powers were already doing the waking up for his body; his stance veered, bipolar, between tense and relaxed, like a live wire when you quickly flipped a light switch. "Because I'm about ready to kill myself here. Sleep is already the cousin of death, but we're all half fucking Greek. They've gotta be, like, half-sisters. Who've committed incest. Right? I Snapchat through Greek Myths, someone correct me if I'm wrong here."
Location: Campus Interacting With: Rozalia Éathliel@MiddleEarthRoze, That Annoying Firefly That Won't Shut Up Dallas Relo @Plank Sinatra
Where is she?
It was at least almost a half of an hour since Vivian had sent the text to Lilah and still not even a single reply. The Daughter of Apollo knew that she was an early bird - more than the likes of Lilah and her brother, Dallas - but to not even get a single alert for over thirty minutes had Vivian on the edge of her seat on the bench she was sitting at. Usually the warming rays of the morning sun would fill Vivian with such a calming center that all worries would be purified, but due to what she needed to tell Delilah, Vivian was being hindered by such feelings.
Tapping her feet, Vivian suddenly heard a voice — a female one at that — call out to her, beckoning her for her help.
”Huh?” Vivian said.
As Vivian turned her head, she saw a one Rozelia Eathliel, the Daughter of Poseidon, approach her. Vivian had never really interacted with Roze all that much. Aside from a hello when they passed by each other at the party and in the week after that, but nothing too major. Regardless of all that, though, they still knew of(or about) each other, which didn’t make it all that weird. Still, not like they knew each other on a personal level.
”Oh, power management? That’s over on in that direction,” Vivian extended her arm and pointed to the building behind her. It was the one that read Power Management. “You’re Rozeli--” Vivian felt the presence of someone she knew to annoy her quite often nearby.
As Vivian turned around, she was met with first the sound of her dear brother, Dallas’ voice and a peck on her nose. God she hated when he did that. “Dallas, I’m surprised you’re up this early. You usually never get up before noon,” Vivian commented on her brother’s more-often-than-not laziness.
When Dallas made a comment about wanting to go into a bathtub with a radio in it, Vivian sighed. She often felt like the more responsibly one when it came to the Apollo Siblings. More often than not, Vivian felt embarrassed that Dallas was such a polar opposite to her. Where she was giddy and always looked forward to classes(not just at Olympus Academy), Dallas had always been that type to try to get out of anything that had to do with responsibilities.
“Oh, would you just hush already. You’re just mad that you actually had to wake up, aren’t you?” Vivian turned her head away from Dallas for the moment, “and please don’t mention that whole incest again, please! I try not to think that everyone here is my cousin on some level.” Vivian insisted that Dallas drop that subject. Even if it were true, Vivian didn’t want to think about that every possible boyfriend(or girlfriend) that Vivian pursues could be her cousin or family member.
Delilah was taking her time, getting ready for class. Her first class of the day was going to be Battle Strategy with Simmons, who she had heard was a good teacher, not that all the other teachers on campus weren't good either. For her outfit of the day, Delilah had on a white lace top and a belted, pink polka dot skirt. She wanted to wear something a bit different at least for the first day of actual school. She put her hair up in a slightly messy ponytail, put on some mascara and lipstick.
She was making toast for herself when she got a text from Vi. It sounded like it was extremely urgent. She quickly grabbed her toast, not bothering to butter it or anything and rushed over to the benches where Vi said to meet up. It was hard to get there as fast as she wanted, as she was wearing sandals that were slippery. Still, she made an effort to somewhat jog or run over to meet up with Vi.
Once she arrived, she was already out of breath, still holding the sad, little piece of toast in her hand. At this point, it was all crumpled up and Delilah wasn't so sure if she still wanted to eat it or not. There she saw Roze, a girl that she never had the chance to talk to yet, and Dallas there with her friend.
"Good morning, everyone" Delilah said, as soon as she caught her breath again. She turned to Vi, wiping her forehead of the beads of sweat that had formed during her morning run. "Sorry it took me so long... I wanted to take my time today. And sorry for not texting you back, I just hurried to get here as fast as I could. So what's going on?"
Ever moved her head side to side cautiously, listening for anyone she knew. She heard Peter nearby and smiled, as he was alone. That was better than having multiple people around. It would be easier to talk to him. She took a deep breath and nudged Charlie in the sound of his voice. Charlie, immediately recognizing Peter, walked quickly over to him, causing Ever to stumble a little bit. She jerked on his harness a little bit and he remembered what he was doing and slowed down. Ever just shook her head and smiled as Charlie approached Peter.
"I guess your one of his favorite people now," Ever said with a slight snicker. Charlie had only known Peter for about a week, which Ever thought was fairly funny since Charlie didn't trust people he didn't know for more than a month. Ever had just barely met Peter for the first time over the past week as well. They had been to the same places for lunch before and she had accidentally bumped into him when Charlie had hid under the table for a few moments and she was looking for him. "Peter, right? I don't know if you remember me... I'm Ever." She tried to look in the general direction of him. "Sorry if I'm not actually directing my eyes at you... I kind of go based off sounds only..." She blushed slightly with embarrassment.
Charlie pulled her a little bit more forward and then sat down at her feet, wagging his tail and panting. It was almost as if he was smiling up at Peter. Hoping that he wouldn't run off, which he wouldn't, Ever dropped the harness from her grip and put her hands down by her sides. She smiled at Peter and said, "Were you at the party a week ago? I didn't go... Couldn't exactly take a place with a bunch of loud noises and multiple people. I've only heard bits a pieces about it, like drama between Stella and Clarissa. They were talking to each other this morning, I don't know if you saw..." She had begun to ramble and she immediately stopped herself. "Sorry about that. I was actually hoping to get a favor from you." She began to fidget with her fingers. "Charlie isn't exactly the best person to take me to my class because he sometimes takes a corner too sharp and I run into a wall... I was hoping you could help me out." She smiled at Peter sheepishly.
Location; Campus Interacting With; Ever Tidus @WhiteStar19& Charlie
Despite the fair-to-say foul mood Peter was in, a familiar happy bark brought forth a smile from him, as Ever and her dog Charlie approached him. "Well, I'm a very likable person. Charlie has good taste." Peter said with a grin, bending down to scratch behind Charlie's ears. Although not his overall favourite breed of dog, he was definitely in the top five - and he was just about the damned sweetest and intelligent dog Peter had ever met. "And you don't have to apologize for not knowing where I am. You kinda have a good excuse." He added with a chuckle as he straightened up, looking at the girl before him. It would have been tough to not remember Ever; not only was she the only person on campus with A) Blindness and B) A dog, she had this stunning way or being pretty much unperturbed by anything. They'd chatted on some of the rare occasions Peter had left his apartment in the past week, in one of the several cafes dotted around the campus.
Peter's smile only grew as she asked him the favour of getting her to class safely. It was a small thing to ask, but probably not to Ever. Being blind, it was obvious she had to put a lot of trust in people.
"I'd be happy to help." He answered, standing beside her and allowing her to take his arm. "As for the party, I was there. Left pretty soon, but I saw the whole fight and love triangle issue going on. I'm surprised Clarissa is even speaking to Stella; she said some pretty bitchy things to her." He explained, thinking back on it. After he'd gone outside to get Cori her drink, a migraine decided to blow his brain apart. He'd had to abandon the drinks, and the party. He hadn't seen Cori after that, but hopefully she wasn't too pissed at him for abandoning her. Hell, maybe she left early anyways.
"So, which thrilling lesson do you have this morning Ever?" He asked, smiling at her.
Vivian wanted to seem like she was interested in what Dallas had to say after what she had responded to him or what Roze had to say in regards to what Vivian had told her about the Power Management Building. She didn’t want to seem like a bitch or anything; she was anything but that. Vivian was usually a friendly ray of sunshine who never harbored any negative emotion(if she could help it). However, after hearing it from Alana, Vivian was more antsy than ever before and the only thing that could possibly get her out of this mood was telling Delilah what she wanted to tell her.
Odds were that the whole news of the missing Demigods and Demigoddesses away from the gossiping ears of the students - especially those who liked to gossip like crazy. One of those students was in Vivian’s company. In fact, it was her brother, Dallas. Yes, she knew all about how he just loooves to talk to just about anyone and everyone who would listen to the latest news. Vivian had no doubt in her mind that the news about three students from the academy being gone would be a topic of conversation with him and his little circle of friends.
That’s why Lilah needs to hurry up.
Just as Vivian had sighed impatiently, Vivian saw her bead-wearing, brunette hair-all-the-way-to-her-butt friend, Delilah show up. A look of urgency-filled relief took Vivian’s face as she immediately stood up from her place on the bench. Without wasting any time, Vivian grabbed her sunglasses and purse and took Delilah’s wrist and ran off in the opposite direction, giving a wave to Dallas and Roze goodbye. No doubt this sudden rush would cause Delilah to have even more feelings of exhaustion added to the ones that she had already been feeling due to her sprinting, but Vivian need to talk to her. Alone.
After a good half of a minute of running and ways away from anyone in sight, Vivian had stopped, letting Delilah catch her breath, “okay finally alone.” Vivian commented, breathing slightly heavier than usual. She took a look at Lilah and noticed that she was glistening more than usual. “I know, I’m sorry, but this is important and I couldn’t say it in front of that ‘I-can’t-keep-any-secrets’-brother of mine. You have kept most of my secrets, so I figured you’d be able to keep this one.” No doubt that Delilah was probably freaking out or wondering exactly what Vivian had to say. “You know my friend, Alana right? You know, the one that’s always at parties and drinking more than she should? Well, she called me this morning really early, like before the beautiful sun had a chance to rise - which explains why I’m so impatient this morning. She said it was important, so I rushed over. She told me that three Demigods and Demigoddesses that go to this academy - three in which that attended my foolish older brother’s party - disappeared. As in gone without a trace.” Vivian said, revealing to Delilah the urgency that she had in her text. “Now, I don’t know how serious it is, but Alana said a friend of a friend of her’s heard it from the Headmaster and Mr. Levesque.” Vivian said, a deathly scared - and equally - worried look in her eyes and her entire face.
Vivian probably didn’t want to admit it, but she was getting a little worried that one of her friends or Dallas could be next - that maybe, whoever took those three were going to eventually come for her or the people she cared about next.
It was the first day for classes and Skye was so not ready as he couldn't decide what to wear. He literally stood at his closet for a good hour, thinking of how he wanted to be perceived today by others. Skye shrugged his shoulders and just threw an outfit together as he was now ready to go to his first class, which would be Greek Mythology. 'This should be an easy class. Aphrodite is the greatest. End of class.' He thought to himself while exiting his apartment and heading towards the campus, bumping into his sister along the way.
"I knew I smelled a rat." He teased towards her as they walked together, Skye even wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "And speaking of rats, I see another one." This time, he wasn't teasing. Stella had walked up to the duo and eventually told him to shoo away so that she could talk to Clarissa alone. Stella handed him some cookies as he looked up at her with a raised brow then turned towards his sister, giving her a brief hug and kissing her on the cheek. "See ya' later, Sis." His gaze turned back towards Stella as he unwrapped the cookies and stepped closer to her, taking a bite out of the cookies then walking past her.
Skye just thought about heading to his first class but then decided that he was going to scope things out from afar distance. As he was hiding, or at least trying to, he felt someone bump into him and he turned around in a rage. "Watch where you're going!" His eyes then caught sight of the male as it was Clarissa's little boy toy. 'Impressive.' Skye thought as his eyes scanned over him. "So, you must be Jeremiah?" Skye placed his thumb and index finger on his chin and started circling around the boy, like a hawk stalking their prey. His features intrigued him though his style could be brought up to date a bit. Clarissa did nicely with picking this one out.
"So, the rumor is you and my sister are getting pretty close..." His green eyes scanned over towards Jeremiah now with a raised brow. "How true is that?" He folded his arms over his chest while still looking ahead of him, making sure Stella didn't put her hands upon his sister. Skye kept on looking towards Jeremiah as he cannot wait till ask his sister if she'd like to share Jeremiah. What can Skye say? The boy looked hella good.
Stella McGuire
Location: Around campus then to class. Interacting With: Clarissa Price-@GoddessSophia.
Stella looked at Clarissa then shook her head. "If I was trying to poison you, I wouldn't have gave your brother a pair." She said as Clarissa grabbed the cookies then spoke. Stella hung onto every word until she was done speaking so that now she could speak. "Yeah. My brother is my pride and joy and I love him very much. I'll kill someone over him." Stella smiled as she eyed Clarissa there with a chuckle. She saw that Clarissa shook her hand and she smirked as Clarissa just made a deal with the Olympus devil.
"Well, I'd love to stay and finish this chat but I must scurry on to class. Talk to you later?" Stella said while walking away with her basket of goodies then walked past Skye and Jeremiah, though glaring slightly at him. She still didn't like him but Clarissa she could tolerate for now. She walked towards her class with a slight skip in her step as she saw her brother, carrying that death girl, Cori to class.
Stella didn't know what to do about that situation but if he was happy, she was happy so she'll leave it alone for now. She continued on walking towards her first class and saw that she was the first one there, of course as she raised a brow at the desks in the classroom. 'Desks for Physical Training?' She shrugged her shoulders then sat down, looking towards the entrance way to see who all had this class with her.
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