Friends Become Foes

chapter 6

Not a moment too soon, both Apollo and Hermes left without so much as a good bye.

Sigh. I looked at the clock, 8 o 'clock. Almost sunset. I sighed and left a note in Kyle's room telling him that I'm going home.

I left the glasses and cap in his cupboard where I know he will find it.

Instead of going home immediately, I walked a slow cruising pace to the nearest park. I needed to clear my mind. I felt claustrophobic. I felt as if I was holding up the sky again. My mental walls were crushing me.

I was lucky that the park was empty. I really needed to be alone. No human contact. Bliss.

I took a deep breath. The air had a lovely scent. It smelt floral. Though, I couldn't exactly pin point it. It smelt familiar but just out of reach of my knowledge about it... But still familiar.

The breeze was cool. It felt good to have it blowing through my hopelessly messy hair and cool down my slightly flushed face. The sun felt warm against my skin.

Sigh. I shook my head and found a bench facing away from the sun. I took a small jog to it and hastily sat down. I ran a hand through my hair. I lied down on the bench and closed my eyes, hoping that it will help me sort my thoughts out

It didn't. Instead, it brought a memory that I hoped would vanish; the first time I took Annabeth on a date before I disappeared from camp half blood...

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I was a nervous wreck! My nerves were jittery. I couldn't stand still. My mind was racing a million miles a second! What am I going to do?

Oh I guess I owe you an explanation. Today I am going to ask my wise girl out on a date with me. The problem? I can't seem to find the guts to ask her out! What do I do? What do I do?! What do I do!

I took a few calming breaths to cool myself down. There is no need to get worked up about it. I can do this.

Arg! I can't do this. Why is it so hard? I feel like a little school girl that has a huge crush, the size of mount Olympus, on the biggest, baddest, most popular jock captain in the school. Cliché!