Eros

Chapter 2

"You're late" says the voice. Its kinda scary how Aphrodite can sound so happy yet so murderous at the same time. I'd love to be able to replicate that. Instead of pointing out that she had never even set a time, I remained silent waiting for her to finish. "You nearly made me consider what I was going to say. Trust me, you don't want me to reconsider." She twirled a purple pen in her hand and looked at me pointedly.
"Uh, sorry?" I shrugged weakly, attempting to look contrite. She looked unimpressed so I continued, "It won't happen again." At that she smiled widely and grabbed my hands. "Oomf" I grunted in surprise as she attempted to twirl me around, I refused to budge so she eventually gave up and just spun around on her own.
"Perfect! This is just perfect!" She smiled wickedly.  I'm transferring you, to Europe! They're setting up a new EROS in London, and they need you to go help them train the new candidates." 

" Wait, what? I don't want to." I was going to continue until I saw the look she was giving me. 

" It's all very exciting. You will head up the training facility, as well as being a hands on teacher. I was hoping you could leave soon to make sure the teachers are up to par. Unless, of course, you"re going to refuse my extremely generous offer?" She sat at her desk, clicking her fingers against the table. I could already see her coming up with ways to punish me if I refused so I reluctantly agreed.

"Great!" she said, suddenly happy again,  "Its in your hands now." She pushed me out of her office. "You leave tomorrow, no buts!" I tripped as she pushed me through the door.

"Hey, wait, bu-" I was cut off as she slammed the door in my face. "Arghh" I stomped away to my room. On the way over, Ryan stopped me. "So what did the Looove-lady want?" He asked unceremoniously, smiling at me.

"She fucking transferred me! Seriously! I didn't even get a choice! She's the most hard-headed, scum eating, life destroying bi-" I yelled out to the empty hallway. Swearing at the ceiling until Ryan cut me off.
" Aw cmon, she doesn't deserve that! Wheres she transferring you anyway???"
"England!"
"That mother-fucking, friendship-hating, douche- who the hell does she think she is?!' I looked him in the eye mocking his earlier statement in a remarkably good impression of him- or I thought it was good anyway.
"Aw, cmon, she doesn't deserve that." I reached one hand up to flick him in the face. "Next time, let me rant!"