That Damned Daughter Of Apollo

{3} She Walks Like Marshmallow Pancakes

After the nasty encounter with the syrup thief, she told us she had been dared then possessed by Hecate kids. Then the Stoll's said they were in on the dare and they actually just wanted to mess with an Iris kid. Her name, Amanda, like she had said. She had short, brown hair and grey eyes. So Katelyn had gone off to do some archery and Abbey-Kate had gone with Amanda for swordplay so I was kind of bored so I said I would go down to the pegasus stables to see all the pegasi.

My favourite one (shh dont tell the others) was Beetlejuice, because he looked like Beetlejuice, with black and white stripes. Everyone, now, I mean, everyone called him "Zebra" when his name was "Beetlejuice".

There was just another girl there, with dark skin and burgundy red hair black highlights. She was grooming a white pegasus with gold strikes, which I presumed was called Marshmallow. She was humming " Walks Like Rihanna".

"Hi.'' I said as a patting Beetlejuice. She stopped grooming.

" Hi." she said. I recognised her. The girl who was traumatised at the maple syrup incident.

"Sorry, I'm Ollie, daughter of Apollo."

"Sara Sky, daughter of Zeus." she said. Ooh, fancy.

"His name is Marshmallow, right?" I said, pointing to the winged horse.

"Yeah." she said. "That over there, the one you were petting, was Beetlejuice."

"Is Beetlejuice." I corrected. He wasn't dead.

"Is Beetlejuice." she said. Then she went back grooming Marshmallow and plugging into her MP3 player, presumably playing She Looks So Perfect by Five Seconds Of Summer.

I left the stables after a while to leave Sara at peace. She seemed like a distant girl, like the Luna Lovegood of the camp. But not mad.

I went to the mess hall because I was hungry and because I wanted to, even if I was missing out on training. Pfft. Who needs training when you got me, the hotty? Oh gods, I am so pathetic.

So, Sara came, along with the thing named Katelyn. I was starting to get fond of her but she didn't seem right. They had made friends and were chatting about things I didn't care about. Then, I heard someone call my name. I looked around.

It was my old best friend, Evie, who had taken godly hood and had become the Goddess Of

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PANCAKES! Yes, Goddess Evelyn Of Pancakes. I ran out to her and have her a big hug. We sat with each other and had her specialty meal of, no, not pancakes, crepes and caught up on everything, while Katelyn, Amanda, Abbey-Kate and Sara sat at the Hecate table, while me and Evie at Apollo.