“What a perfect day, isn’t it? The sun is shining, it’s barely humid, and the road is pretty much empty.” Abe said, looking briefly over to Cecily, seeing her let the wind blow her hair as she was leaning slightly over the door.
Abe looked ahead. Seeing how beautiful the day was. To think that this was the sixth year that he was going to Olympus Academy. In those six years, he had so many fond memories...and some that he wasn’t so fond of. That’s a given when you’re going to an Academy that caters to the sons and daughters of the Greek Gods and Goddesses, especially those of the Hera and Aphrodite blood. Abe could go on and on about how physically-attractive the daughters are, but the sons, usually, are conceited little bitches. Specifically, that little bitch Skye. Do not put Abe in the same area code next to him. It’s bound to be a bloodbath.
Getting so lost in his thought about how much he hates Skye, Abe didn’t realize that he increased the speed of the car by an extra thirty miles. Originally, he had it at a steady seventy miles per-hour, but now he was closing in on 110mph.
While Abe sped, Cecily took a moment to go to her silver ipod connected to the car adapter and put on
A Decade Under the Influence by Taking Back Sunday, her old high school jams. He was deep in thought about something but she was too tired to care - early mornings sucked. What was it now? Almost 9? Blehk! That wouldn’t stop her from doing a little groove in the passenger’s seat and singing along to the rock song.
Bobbing her head and tapping her fingers on her legs, in her coral dress, she sang (with a decent pitched, a little mousey, but overall pleasant voice), “
Well, sad, small, sweet, so delicate. It used to be this dying breed. Well, I’ve got a bad feeling about this. I’ve got a bad feeling about this…” The song continued as she reached for her Dunkin Donuts french vanilla coffee (with almond milk because she was lactose intolerant!) in the cupholder between her seat and her brother’s. Mm, coffee. One of her lovely obsessions.
Taking a sip with an obvious expression of satisfaction, she glanced over to look at her brother’s handsome face with her hazel green orbs, or at least that what her eyes looked like in this instant. Ceil was fortunate enough to have him for a brother. Not only did he have looks to die for, don’t let anyone tell you differently, but he was her best friend and meant the world to her. Being children of Zeus’, both Abe and Ceil were seen as their father’s clones. Sure, they may have similarities, but by far, they were nothing like their dick of a dad. After taking another delicate gulp of her addiction with her lightly glossed lips, she gently placed her coffee back, her hair dancing with the wind (she’ll definitely look like a hot mess when they arrived). Ceil wasn’t one to think about much this early in the morning. Another year? Cool. Possible drama? Meh. Sexy eye candy? YES. She was determined to find a boyfriend this year, even if it meant she had to investigate all the male in this damn school. Her single life was going to end soon (hopefully)!
Her gaze softened. Man, why was Abe so… good looking? She had been staying with his family for the past week, because it would make going to school easier if she had him by her side (you know, to help her carry things, carpool, and other fun things). Leaning her head back, she adorably beamed, “
What’s on your mind?” Ceil took the next seconds to softly poke his cheek to bring him back to reality, where she was present.
It almost didn’t register with him. So furiously in thought, rage building, very light sparks starting to emerge around him, all the while the speed that the Mustang was going had already passed 120. He was gritting his teeth at the thought at Skye. Sometimes Abe often thought why shouldn’t he assert his power over that bitch boy, Skye? He deserved it, always playing mindgames with his friends, always toying with those that didn’t deserve it. How it would be satisfactory to let that guy burst into a million pieces, but Abe knew deep down that he couldn’t do that — well, okay, not accurate. It’s not that he couldn’t, but he
shouldn’t. Trying to not be like Zeus, remember?
Abe was calming down finally, taking a deep breath, and easing up on the gas pedal. The mph was lowering to a steady 80 mph. Calm as much as he could be, he then registered what Cecily had said.
“Oh, it’s..” he let his voice trail. He couldn’t say it was nothing. Cecily knew him better to know when he was angered. Plus, almost causing a wreck with the speed he was going was more than “oh it’s nothing”, so Abe would speak again.
“It’s that Aphro-son, Skye. I wish I could be like pops, and vaporize him, but I know I shouldn’t because I’m trying not to be a dick.” There, that’s better.
Her brother was hot when he got angry. As much as Ceil should be concerned for the possibility of his anger getting them both killed, she just couldn’t. Ladies would swoon if they saw all the faces of Abe. Resting her hands on her lap, she nonchalantly shrugged, “
You let him get under your skin.” After letting that statement linger in the air, she added, “
I do think he’s an ass, but you’re just making him win by raging on and on about him!”
Playfully, Ceil teased, while grabbing a hold of her dark hair and holding it down, “
It’s like you’re in love with him.”
Abe nearly lost his shit, swerving somewhat. He gained control back after a moment, but he was looking at Cecily.
“That’s not even funny, Cecily. I don’t even want to think about the possibility of him being my roommate. I know anyone who gets him will regret it. I just pray it’s neither of us.”“
I’m just saying…” She rolled her eyes, before pouting, “
You think about him more than me.” Growing silent, Ceil decided to tie her hair up so she didn’t have to deal with hair flying everywhere anymore. They were almost there. Deciding to change the subject, done with all this Skye petty bullshit, she turned her head to stare at the passing signs, away from her brother, “
Well that’s okay! I’m going to have a boyfriend soon anyways.” This may very well mean she would jump in a relationship in spite of Abe. Young Cecily did silly, impulsive things.
“Oh really? No one is good enough for my sister — well, maybe except me, but that’s cheating. No one holds a candle to me.” Abe said, not realizing that he sounded rather conceited there.
Careful boy, you might just be like me yet.“Oh shut up, will you!” Abe said randomly.
And enraged Abe was back, thanks in due part to dear old dad.
“
Fine. I won’t talk the rest of the car ride, jerk.” Crossing her arms, Ceil decided to keep to herself and ignore her brother after he so rudely yelled at her. All she did was say she was going to start dating! He didn’t have to yell at her. She made sure she scooted closer to the door and further away from him. When would they be arriving?
I don’t want to be near him… Because this was her brother, when he allowed his anger to backlash at her, she would let it strike her very core. He was one of the only people who could make her cry instantaneously if he wanted to. Plus, it was too early in the morning, which meant cranky, moody, emotional Cecily, who didn’t like to be lashed at, especially by Abe.
“What?” Abe looked at her, seeing her pout. He was confused.
Why was she pouting? Did I say something? Oh no, what if.. Perhaps she thought what he said aloud to Zeus was actually directed at her. She
did imply that he was pretty much in love with Skye. Oh geez, now he felt like a total dick. Maybe Zeus wasn’t far off. Perhaps he was like him. No, that wasn’t going to happen. He had his faults, but Abe wasn’t going to start off the year contradicting his own philosophy of refusing to be like Zeus by doing the exact opposite.
So, he eased to the side of the road, slowing the car gently. It took about twenty seconds for it to come to a stop.
“I wasn’t talking to you, Cecily. I was talking to…someone else.” Abe sighed. He put a hand on Cecily’s arm. He had ways with words, but when he was fucking up and had to apologize, he sucked at it.
“Listen, I’m trying to not be like dad here. Everyone has this idea about me being like him. I couldn’t handle it if you thought that about me too.” Abe didn’t know what he was saying had any effect on her mood at the moment, but he had to try. She could take her time because they weren’t going anywhere until she said something that would make him feel better about it all.
Turning her head toward him and locking her gaze with his captivating green eyes, Ceil listened to his words carefully.
Ah. He was talking about dad… oops. Man, was it bad that she could forgive him this easily? Maybe she should be a pain and give him a hard time? At least doing that, he would be looking at her. But… they needed to get to school before the assembly started. Damn you time. Silence remained for a couple of seconds. Once she felt like a fair wait had passed, she finally responded, “
I would never see you like him, so don’t assume things. I just got upset you suddenly yelled.” Uncrossing her arms, she leaned in toward him with her vibrant smile, offering her cheek to him, “
I’ll feel better with a kiss~”
Abe smiled, relieved that she wasn’t thinking what he assumed she might think of him. Then, not even a second later, he sighed — laughing somewhat, yes — but the remnant of a sigh remained. As always, with his darling sister, there was always a catch. Regardless of what her demands were, he couldn’t deny her a brotherly peck on the cheek, now could he? Besides, the sooner they got going, the higher chance there was of them not being late.
“A hard bargain, but the terms are acceptable.” he said. Abe moved his head towards her cheek, aiming to give her exactly what she requested.
Right before he could plant his lips on her cheek, Ceil swiftly turned and stopped him with her pointer finger, “
On second thought, I change my mind. We’re enemies until after the race. I’m going to kick your ass, Abe.” Sticking out her tongue and giving him a challenging glare, she held onto his chin and shook it a little, “
You’re so gullible!” Releasing him, slightly upset she didn’t let him, but also proud she stook to her competitive guns, she let out a kittenish giggle, while leaning back.
“I swear, you make me doubt you being Zeus’ daughter. You act like an Aphrodite kin rather than the roaring Thunder God.” Abe said, shaking his head.
He hated when she did this. Just when he thought she was actually serious about certain
things, she does shit like this that really gets under his skin. Even though he was a bit irritated by her at the moment, he couldn’t stay like that; not especially when he was looked into those magnificent eyes of hers. Truly, there were moments that he thought it was hard to believe that she was the Daughter of Zeus when she did these teasing games of hers; however, when he looked into her eyes, it was obvious that she was. Only the Kin of Zeus had rare shade of eyes like hers. To think that one moment, it had a predominant shade of that hazel, yet, almost in the blink of an eye(or two), they can warp completely, and almost invertedly, to gold. Only a God’s blood could create something like that.
Even though she had released her grip of his chin, Abe seemed to be frozen in some kind of metaphorical stasis. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. The way the white and black eyeliner she had surrounding her eyes brought out that hazelish-gold shade of her eyes. He wanted to speak, say that they were good to go, but each time he would attempt to open his mouth, which he had tried several times in the span of three minutes, nothing would come out. Air empty of voice - just this unexplained, and unexplained..infatuation with those orbs, glistening from the morning sunlight.
Before she even got a chance to get all comfy in her chair and lean away from him, he compared her to Aphrodite’s children. No, bitch, no. An irrational anger flushed through her tiny body, “
Did you just seriously compare me to someone like Skye?” She was tempted to slap him with how offended she was, but she held herself back - couldn’t ruin his pretty face (yet). Not moments ago, he was raging about a child of Aphrodite and now he was saying she should be one of them!? “
Start the car. I need to know who my damn roommate is.” Abe would not get her to forgive him after this low blow, not until after the race at least. Digging in her mini white
backpack, she took her phone out to text people and ignore her brother for the rest of the ride.
To: Sweet little Honeybee
My brother just compared me to Skye! Ugh. I’m so annoyed. Hey, what room are you!? :D
To: My #1 Queen
I hope to god we’re roomies. Have you arrived yet?
Abe didn’t even say anything to that last remark. He knew all too well not to pester further when a certain rage got into her eyes. It’s like the sudden shade of gold went amber real quick. Zeus was channeling his anger in her for sure. That fucking prick.
Oh well, Abe turned the car on, and revved the engine. The road was looking great right about now. The sounds of the tires rapidly spinning on the pavement, the good old American muscle showing just how proud it was. If you listened carefully, you would be able to hear the Team America: World Police theme song play from the engine. It was a beautiful machine, but Abe wouldn’t put it above his darling sister. Siblings or not, she was quite inviting on the eyes.
Soon, after a half of an hour of occasional banter, there it was in the view. Surrounded by trees, and a magical force-field that protected the Demigods from any monster trying to kill them, was the illustrious Olympus Academy. Large and spacious, just the parking lot and the apartment buildings made up less than five percent of its entire space. The entire Academy was like a college town and college all in one location. It had shops, little areas that catered to pretty much every need for the teenagers and young adults who went here, not to mention the adults that were apart of the staff. It’s really a wondrous place that the Gods ensured was ideal for their children; even if some of them are grade-A dickwads.
“And we’re here.” Abe announced, pulling into a spot reserved for him. It even has his name on it: “Reserved for Abraham Rothschild, Son of Zeus.” It paid to be the Son of the King, even if Abe couldn’t stand the king,
The car was off, and both of them proceeded to get out. Their bags were in the back seat and trunk - well, Abe’s was in the backseat since he really didn’t have a lot during this trip. He had most of it shipped last week. But Cecily, well she probably needed a lot more room because, well she’s Cecily.
“You need any help?” Abe asked, extending his usual helpful hand.
Spoiled through and through by her brother, she looked at him in a way that said: you seriously just asked that? Grabbing her duffel bag, Ceil looked at her fairly large suitcase, then her brother, then back at the suitcase and sarcastically sighed, “
It’s not like you pass my room or that we’re on the same floor. I guess I can carry this heavy case.” Even if she was mad at him, Ceil still was going to utilize his muscles. That’s what brothers were for! To take care of their demanding sisters.
“See, now that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Abe knew she was mad at him, but he had to be the bigger person. Those comments he made about her being an Aphrodite kid wasn’t taken too well by her, so any chance he could take, he would warm his way into her good graces.
He took the heavy bag, and went towards the apartment building that both he and Cecily were being housed at. He saw a lot of familiar faces heading in too. Some of them waved to him, some didn’t, but surely they were heading towards the same place: the elevator. How so many of them fit in there was beyond Abe, but they did. He looked around at them.
“What floor?” He asked everyone. Seems they all had the same one, even Cecily.
“Fourth floor it is.” he said. Abe pressed the button that would lead to the fourth floor.
Ew. The elevator was filled with sweat and stench and people. Cecily may not have been raised in a wealthy home but she hated feeling claustrophobic. She was sure one of these asswipes didn’t bathe. Steadying her breathing, she counted inside her head, trying to make sure she didn’t pass out in this dreadful confinement. So many bodies were rubbing against her. Wait? Did someone just touch her butt? Turning her body so that her back was leaning up against the elevator wall and closer to her brother for protection, she looked at her gladiator sandals, with her french manicure toe nails and waited in agonizing impatience for the ride to end.
It was a crowded elevator ride with all of the bags and shit they had, but they made it. One by one, each left. Abe was too blinded by the masses pushing and shoving their impatient selves to notice who all was present. That really didn’t matter. Eventually both Abe and Cecily got out. Abe didn’t know about his sister, but he needed a moment just to breathe. These moments were always fun since the roommate arrangements were always different every year. Sometimes they were by year, who the godly parent was, gender, or whatever. So, Abe was quite excited about the reveal.
He took one final breath in, and exhaled.
“Alright, you ready? What room do you got? I’m in 4-F.” Abe said, looking to his sister for a response. He was quite eager to hear her response.
Once they were out, Ceil exasperatedly exhaled, “
Free at last…” Hearing her brother, she looked up, stared at him briefly, and just led the way. Her room was literally the first one. She did say he had to pass her door, after all. Yes. Ceil may have looked in his school email to see what room he was (don’t tell him that she knows his password!). Opening the door with her school ID key card, the little woman peeked in and saw that her roommate had yet arrived, “
Oh thank goodness!” Excitingly and swiftly, she roamed the entire apartment suite and decided to take the room to the right, by the bathroom because she didn’t want to risk losing any shower time! Being close to the bathroom meant she could hear when her roommate was walking to it. If it came down to it, Ceil would rush out and totally steal it!
Opening her door, she gestured for her brother to put her suitcase on her bed. Before he passed her, she stood on her tippy toes and gently pressed her warm lips against his cheek, “
I suppose I can reward you for helping me. Thanks so much, Abie!”
That surprised him. Abe looked to her, bag still in hand. Frozen again, mesmerized by her eyes again.
Damn it, why did she have to be like this? Moody one minute, and forgiving the next? Abe had to shrug, even ignoring that nickname. As much as he wanted to, he wouldn’t say anything, not with how her mood was being this morning.
Setting her suitcase on her bed in her room, and looked at Cecily.
“You got the bigger room, it seems.” Abe commented.
“
Better for company!” She grinningly said, while giving him a little twirl. More because she was observing her room but it did make her dress flow in the air when she spinned.
“Well that wasn’t subtle at all.” he grinned. Abe indeed did notice her twirl herself around. It caught his interest in more ways than he would care to admit vocally.
“It better not be anyone I know.” Abe said, boasting rhetoric protectively.
Slowly stepping closer to her brother, her inspiring orbs coming off dangerously daring, she whisperingly cooed, “
You’ll just have to find out, now won’t you?” By now, she was inches away and looking up at him. Cecily was a she-devil in disguise. Bringing her hands to his chest, giving off something that can be easily misunderstood, she gently backed him out of her room, “
Okay! I gotta unpack. I’ll see you at the assembly. Bye now~” her comment was abrupt and most definitely unexpected.
Never was there a moment where Abe had been more flustered, more confused about a situation in his life.
“Have fun..” Abe bitterly swallowed the rest of his words, and left, getting his own bags, and he soon went to his own room.
The morning had just begun, and he already was feeling a migraine forming. Still, his mind went to the “what if?” scenario that she didn’t stop.
What are you doing, Zach? Don’t think like that. She’s your sister. Though, dick dad married Hera, his sister, so - NO! Stop it right now. Abe needed a drink. Gods he needed one badly. Maybe later, but for right now, he had to get to his room, and find out who mystery roommate was.
As he entered his room and closed the door behind him, he saw a set of bags already in. That meant whoever it was, they were already in the room.
“Hello! Is anyone here?” Abe called out loudly but not blaringly loud.
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