HARMONY MONTAGUE always knew she was perfect. Too perfect. Pretty face, astonishing sense of style, popularity turned up to the max since she was born. Ditzy, but her face card always got rid of that. And most of all, she was NEVER the chaser. She w...
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The moment I stepped foot in that cabin, a wave of smells hit me. Those smells being Dior perfume. "It's so nice in here." I complimented the cabin. "We know." Said a girl with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. "I'm Primrose." So she was my sister? Wow. She looked just as gorgeous as me. "I'm Harmony." I smiled. She laughed. "We know." I went to look in the light-surrounding mirror which looked like those ones from Hollywood and instantly noticed I looked way different. My hair was more wavy, and my lips were glossy and plump. I gasped quietly. "Yeah, that happened to all of us when we were claimed. It's just our mom's gift. That's why everyone wants to be like us." Primrose told me. These were definitely my people.
I looked around to see a bed with my initials on the headboard. "That's yours!" One of my brothers said. Damn right it was. A canopy bed with transparent pink cloth draped over it that hung from a bed post. The pillows were silk, some with French and Italian sayings on them. Somehow, I could read them perfectly. Next to it had a beautiful princess wardrobe. I opened it and saw that it had orange camp shirts hanging from the hangers at the top, in the middle were normal clothes that were mainly pink but all types of colours on them and an array of shoes at the bottom. The ones that I noticed first were louboutins. My louboutins. What the hell?
I was too tired for all of this anyway. I kicked my shoes off and didn't bother to take off my jeans or my shirt and immediately got into bed. Home sweet home. For now.
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If I wasn't already pissed off enough today, I was now. Some barbie waltzes into camp and messes about with Castellan for like an hour and gets chosen while Iiik had to wait months? And of course, she was an Aphrodite kid. I bet she's a real priss. Anyways, I'm alone now so at least I don't have to be around any of those bitches.
Being an Ares kid isn't all about being a hater, though. You have to look out for the ones that could be potential. That's why everyone wants to be like us. No one wants to get on our bad side, and I mean no one. Especially not mine. When you make a name for yourself, demigod or normie, being feared is the one thing that keeps you in control and keeps making you lose it. But I'm not a sissy. And here comes a sissy now.
The same girl from earlier. She did look pretty hot up close, but I didn't care about that. I stepped off the wall I was leaning on in anticipation. "Hey, princess. You lost?" I teased her. "No." She flashed a sickening smile. I almost threw up. Gods, it's always the love children. Literally. "I'm just looking for Luke." I scoffed. Of course she already made someone fall head over heels for her. And it was Luke. That kid has problems, trust me. "Typical. A dog can't survive without its owner." I stepped up to her and her smile faltered. Hopefully it got through her thick head that I was asserting dominance. She just stared at me for a while with her big dumb eyes before opening her mouth again. "If I were a dog, I'd be one of those cute teacup puppies." Seriously? "You?" She asked me as if I gave a shit.
I grumbled. "Pitbull."
"Hey, Harmony!" A voice called out. Castellan. Of course. She gasped and got all giddy. "Luke, hi! I was just talking to-" "Clarisse." He stilled to look at me. I just smirked. "Lost your dog, Castellan?" He rolled his eyes. "Don't give her trouble." He stepped up to us. "We were just having a nice friendly chat. Get to know eachother." And the girl nodded dumbly. I kinda liked how gullible she was.
"Well, she was looking for me in the first place so why don't you be on your way, yeah?" He remarked back at me. I just rolled my eyes and made my way back inside. I didn't have time for this.
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That girl was a bit scary, but I liked her. "I think she's nice." I looked up and Luke laughed. "Yeah, right." We began to walk with eachother. "Who was that?" I asked him. He sighed inwardly. "Clarisse La Rue. A daughter of the war god, Ares. She's pretty infamous." My eyes widened. "Well, she doesn't seem that bad to me!" He just nodded. "Speaking of the whole kids of the Gods thing, have you ever met yours? Hermes?" Luke sighed again this time but outwardly. "Once or twice. I don't really remember."
"I wanna meet my mom. I bet she's the most beautiful woman on earth and Olympus." I told him. Luke laughed again. "Well, you can't really meet her, but you can talk to her. Like praying." I took in a deep breath and smiled proudly. "Well I wanna talk to her."
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