Faking It

New Faking It Chapter: 24

I watch as Myra disappears into my cabin. I catch a glimpse of Miranda's hard eyes and Railynn's clenched jaw as the daughter of Apollo makes her way towards them. If I were Myra, I'd be terrified. She and Drew have been mirror images of each other's attitudes—the daughter of the love goddess seeking affection via romance, the daughter of the arts god seeking validation by always seeking the spotlight. It takes maturity to understand that the world does not revolve around praise, affection, and attention. 

But in this instance, my situation, a daughter of the agricultural goddess can harvest this lesson—although the world doesn't evolve around the simplistic ideals of being praised, and having affectionate attention, it doesn't mean it should be absent of it.

There is something we can learn from being complete opposites. A feminine, sociable, and flirtatious person, versus a more tomboyish, independent, person who pushed away romantic feelings. In a society where so many strive to put down differences, Myra and I might just find a way to dismiss the past pinning us against each other and look towards our similarities. No two women should hate each other over the likes of a man.

While Myra sorts things out with my sister and best friend, I race to the training room which. My eyes quickly scan the room in search of Travis, and sigh a breath of relief when they land on a familiar head of curly brown curls across the room. I smile as I walk up behind him.

Suddenly it hits me, I have no idea what I am going to say. I have no idea what I'm trying to convey to him that will make sense. How do I tell someone I've been having a crush on them even though we not only were in a fake relationship, but also when his new girlfriend from a real relationship just broke up with him?

My hand wavers for a moment in the air, hovering just above his shoulder I intended to tap in order to get his attention. Slowly I retract it and my confidence breaks down. Insecurity creeps in, but he's already turning around. 

"Katie?" He says, his eyes confused.

"Connor?" I take a step back. It wasn't Travis. 

"Did you need something? I need to start training my cabin pretty soon," Connor offers a smile. His cheeks become pierced with dimples in the same way his brother's does.

"Oh, I'm sorry." 

"No, it's okay," he shakes his head. "Are you alright?"

"I'm alright, I was just..." My voice trials off and I look around the room. There are so many children of Heremes and unclaimed demigods around. 

"Oh, you're looking for my brother," Connor watched as I look around. "He was in here a moment ago, you just missed him."

My heart sinks with disappointment. 

"Oh, don't look too down, Katie," Connor wiggles his eyebrows at me and I feel my face heat up. "I'm not saying I'm the best wingman there is, but you got him whipped. He's wrapped around your pinky finger."

"You've always had a flare for the dramatics," I give alight light to the younger Stoll brother.

"Its true though," He smirks. "Since you just missed my newly single brother, I recommend trying to talk to him after dinner. The romantic sunset will set the perfect mood."

Connor only flashes a bigger smile as my face reddens. 

"I got a lesson to instruct, I'll see you around, Gardner!"

"See you," I shake my head as I walk away.