32: I pass the exam for lying in flying colors

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"What did you call me?" I asked as a spun around, my moonlight and water projection continuing to flow.

The mortal refused to back down, though his companion behind him was shivering from the glare I sent his way. "I said you're a freak! You're one of those fake Greek Gods!"

Dom probably saved the poor guy's life as he interrupted. "You say I'm a God? Wow, I'm flattered. I may be hopelessly good looking and tragically intelligent, but I can't be a God." His playful smirk filled his face as he put an arm around my waist, much to my annoyance. His eyes were speaking to me. Work with me. We're students from UCLA studying I.T. This is a holographic projection project we're working on. You're my girlfriend, and you designed it. I'm the brain, I created it.

"Well of course you can't be a God! I doubt the gods have even created holographic projection simulators!" I silently prayed to Hephaestus that we were just putting up a show and we didn't mean him an offence. "Did you like our little performance? I designed it, but my boyfriend here is the mastermind." I leaned into him, and he wrapped his other arm around me and kissed me on the cheek. Awk-ward.

"How is the water moving?" the mortal asked. He had, actually, I didn't know what color his hair was. It was rainbow colored, red on the left and purple on the right, though the roots were brownish, so I guessed that was his natural hair color. He had cornflower blue eyes, the shade that I hated the most. His companion, I realized, was a girl, not a boy as I had first expected it to be because I was judging from their height, as the girl was at least a head taller than the boy. She had blonde hair, the tips dyed black, so it looked a bit like the edge of pikachu's ears. I just had to put that in.

"We haven't stopped the projection." I answered smoothly. I headed over to the bench we had been sitting on and sat down, entwining my legs together. I dug into the palm of my glove, opening a tiny hatch that had small piece of card on it, which was actually a thing like a dog-tag for soldiers, in case I died and I didn't have my ID on me, which was all the time because I'm dead to the outside world. Pretending to swipe a few times, I froze my character, and Dom froze his to match mine, before they both dissolved into pixels. Just to add some fun to it, I added the words System Deactivated in block letters using the water, making it look like something that really shut down.

I put the card back in, and then started heading back to Dom. "Who are you anyways, and why would you be here?" I asked.

"I'm Damien. Damien Darwin." DD? Honestly, I thought RA-RA and RED were bad, but DD? Who named their kid that? The rainbow haired one said.

"Are you going to pass your rainbow hair to your kids? Evolution and all?" Dom couldn't resist saying. I burst out laughing, and I could see the tall girl hiding a chuckle.

DD looked like he was about to blow. Before he could scream 'freak' at us again, the pikachu girl hair spoke up. "I'm Patty. Patty Smock. We're sophomores at Providence High."

I smiled. "Hi. I'm Dianne Carter. I'm an early graduate from Ryder High." I used my middle name as an aliases as bringing up my real name would cause more than confusion.

"And I'm Reuben Solomon. I'm a graduate from Midwood High." I tried to hide my laugh when he called himself Reuben. It meant 'misery.' With 'Solomon' meaning peace, he was literally called 'peace of misery.' Not that I was any better, as my fake name meant 'divine cart-wagon'. If you put my real name in front, I was the 'godly divine cart-wagon'. Not a very good name. 

We both put our hands on our hip at the same time, making us both scream "JINX!", before we both burst out laughing like little kids. "Did you come in here for a heated make-out session?" I asked innocently.

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