The Ocean's Glare - The Lightning Thief

Chapter 11

Chapter 11 - Lesbian or straight

I am pretty sure my brief conversation with Ares made me rethink my sexuality. I AM A TWELVE YEAR OLD YOU STUPID GOD!

When Percy, Annabeth, and Grover walked into the diner, me, Connor, and Travis sat outside, me with my glove off so that they could see me and we ate my weird jerky supplied by Hermes.

"Wow, that was honestly better than I expected it to be," Travis admitted after trying some.

"Do you think rubber tires taste good? Because that is what it tastes like to me." I told him.

He just shrugged.

"I don't think it tastes like tires!" Connor said. Then he started playing with something in his hands which I realised was my glove one second too late. He had slipped it off and was running around the parking lot.

"Connor! I swear on my grave that if you steal another thing from me when we get back to camp you will be going up the climbing wall!" I smirked at the memory of the lava running down it's surface.

He appeared next to me holding the glove and stuck his tongue out, "What is so wrong about a climbing wall?"

"What about one with lava running down it?" I asked innocently.

"Ok," Conner said, promptly returning my glove, not wanting to face the climbing wall.

"What kind of summer camp is that?" asked Travis.

"A camp for demigods apparently."

Then, a motorcycle came up and I instantly knew it was a god. It wasn't that hard to tell with his obvious aura of power and the fact that he was larger than any other person I had seen. I quickly handed my glove to Travis and told him to put it on and touch Connor. He did as instructed and it was me with a knife standing before a 6 and a half foot tall god.

"Ah, old barnacle-beard's daughter is prettier than I was told." he said, for a god with thousands of years of practice he is a really bad flirt.

"You are prettier than I thought you would be too." I stated sarcastically.

"You know who I am?" asked the god feigning surprise and failing to hide how pleased he looked.

I looked around for clues and instantly figured it out, "Your Ares I guess" I stated, lifting my dagger and pretending to clean the underside of my nails with it.

"Ah, Old seaweed got a smart kid did he?" Ares asked, was that supposed to be a compliment?

"Sure, why not?" I asked, lifting my gaze from my dagger to Ares.

"You want to get something to eat?" Ares asked me. What. The. Literal. Hades. Did a god just ask a 12 year old on a date?

"Are you serious?" I asked, flabbergasted.

"Why not? Such a beauty as you deserves more than that Hermes brand filth!" Ares proposed.

"And the twist?" I asked innocently.

"Well, I-Ah- lost my shield at a waterpark..."

"And what were you doing at, said, water park?" I challenged, I have a feeling I know exactly what.

"I-uh-um-was- um- on a date." He muttered.

"A little louder please I didn't hear you?" I said, sticking my hand up to my ear.

"Will you do it or not?" asked Ares, getting angry.

"I am afraid I refuse." I stated, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I would ask you to reconsider." Ares stated, the fire in his eyes turning from bright red to a deep crimson color that resembled blood.

I must not have cared for my life at the time because I quite simply stated, "No."

"THEN BE WARNED PERSEPHONE ANDROMEDA JACKSON, THE NEXT TIME YOU ARE IN ANYTHING CLOSELY RESEMBLING MY DOMAIN, I. WILL MAKE. YOUR LIFE. MISERABLE." Ares thundered. It was so loud the ground rumbled.

Then he burst into the diner and I instantly felt my muscles relax.

"Travis, Connor, give me back my glove now." I said, sticking my hand out.

They instantly appeared in front of me holding the glove out.

"What. Just. Happened?" Connor asked.

I hugged him to my breast and told him, "You shouldn't have had to see that."

That, my friends, is why I am seriously reconsidering my sexuality. The 'great' war god Ares is an idiot.