Cyndy's Arrow

Chapter 3

Cyndy

When I woke up it was already 5 pm.

Feeling hungry, my feet took me to the kitchen. I open the fridge to get a milk. Without even bothering to get a glass I drink the milk straight from the container. I know, I'm such a badass right? In our place my mom would always be mad at me if I drink something straight from its container. And there is this one time that she caught me, she made me hold a cup and tape it on my hand, the cup stayed there for a whole week. Except when I poop and shower cause that's just gross. So anyway I am not really a rule breaker but there is still times that I would disobey.

I glance to my back and both my sides to make sure that mother won't go here to scold me and maybe this time glue a cup permanently at my hand. I sigh, relieve not to see her.

I put the milk back to the fridge and close it's door.

"Holy guacamole!" I shouted placing a hand over my heart.

A woman with blond hair and beautiful forest green eyes is steering at me with a very lovely smile.

"Grandma?!" I look at her from head to toe then back up. She looks like at her mid twenties with curves. She's wearing a white shorts and red stiletto that makes her legs appear longer. Her top is a plain red buttons up long sleeves polo. Even in this simple get up she appears so beautiful. Even if that is not here true form. Well, what do you expect from the Goddess of love and beauty.

"My dear, I told you not to call me that." Grandma told me. " Perhaps you can call me Stella. Ah yes! Call me Stella Rose." My grandma, Aphrodite giggle.

"O-okay?..." I said. I have always know grandma doesn't want to be addressed as 'grandma' because she said it sounded so old. "Anyway, why are you here grandm- I mean Stella?"

"Oh nothing I just came here to check out how my favorite Cyndy's been doing." She said flashing me a smile showing her amazing white teeth. Sometimes I think they are made out of white pearls.

"I'm okay gran-- Stella. But I to be honest I don't know how to start."

"That's why I'm here dear. Now fix yourself and look lovely because your going with me."

With that she pushed me into my room and went to my closet to look for something I can wear.

She pulled out a black tattered high waisted jeans, a plain white crap top that showed off my tone abs and a black heels to complete my out fit.

She also did my hair and make up.

When she's finish with me. I was already eager to check myself on the mirror.

Who wouldn't want to if the goddess of beauty herself did you a make over.

I was in awe of how I look. I look sooo... Beautiful.

"Where are we going?" I ask Stella. We are currently inside a pretty red Ferrari and the one driving is Stella.

"We, my dear,are going too do background research on your target; and also I want you to be acquired to the human society and teen age cultures now a days." Stella giggle slightly. I can see that she is so into this and is even more excited than me.

Do you still remember that my dad, Eros the god of love, erase my memories. When my brother Isaac give them back to me, all I recall is my life in our place. Not really Olympus but we have our own place, it's like a garden paradise if I may say. So I don't really remember what this world is like. It's cultures, traditions, costume, ethics and many more. I don't have a single clue on how be a 'normal teenager' in this world, what Stella called, a 'modern world'.

"But where exactly are you going?" I ask again.

"Oh you'll see."

A couple more minutes we arrive at a place Stella called 'Bar'. According to her it is called a Bar. And inside we will find a lot of hormonal teenagers acting upon lust and not love. The way Stella said it show how much disgusted she is when people acted upon lust not like the old times she said, when people back then are so romantic like giving a hand written letters, boys are still gentlemen and is very romantic. Did I already said romantic twice? Well, grandma I mean Stella is so found of romantic people but when she find a very sweet and truly in love couple she managed to spice things up, that's what she calls it but she is just actually putting your love story to something that resembles a romantic movie.

When we got inside, Stella is indeed right. People are everywhere, music beating so loud, couples making out at every corner, some in their tables others even on the dance floor.

"See Cyndy? People now a days are so lustful and only few are very romantic!" Stella shout so that I can hear her clearly.

I nod my head. We walk past the crowd towards a vacant table.

"Hello there lovely ladies. What can I get you?" A man which seems to be the waiter ask us. His name plate say Chad. And I can clearly see the flirty look Chad has been giving to me and Stella.

"Just two margarita please." Stella replied giving Chad a wink and a small smile.

Chad smiled back and said "This drinks on me lovely ladies." And with that he walks away to get out orders.

After a couple of minutes Chad arrived with our drinks. My class is filled with a blue colored drink that I can't quite identify the smile. Actually I never, and I mean never ever, in my life have ever encountered any alcoholic beverages so this is gonna be my first time. I was about to take a sip when Grandm- I mean Stella grabs my hands to stop me causing some of my drink to spill. I look at her with a questioning look but she just nod her head towards the direction of the door.

"Looks like the one we've been waiting for finally arrived." She said.

I turn my head to that direction to see a dazzling Ashley Clarkson.

I did not know why or how it was possible given that there are so many people in here, but out eyes meet.

A/n:
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