The Untold Story of Drew Tanaka

Chapter 4

A/N: This chapter is going to get SPICY!  So get a glass of milk, even if you're lactose intolerant.  If you are, just read the rest on the toilet.  Have fun!  (Reading, I mean.  But have fun pooping too sis!) -M  (oops forgot the disclaimer.  Disclaimer: ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO UNCLE RICK!)

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     I paced around the pavilion by myself.  Why, I thought to myself.  Why, does Piper get everything?  She gets Jason, then a quest with Jason, a free makeover, and next thing you know, she's probably going to be counselor!
I kept on pacing like that for a few hours, trying to come up with a plan to kill her. Or maybe not. I'm not that vicious. Am I? Urgh.
Someone behind me cleared their throat loudly. I whirled around, scared that someone knew what I was plotting. What I saw behind me was a guy around my age with dark hair and blue eyes. He was gorgeous. He was toned, but not the kind of muscular that makes you look stupid. His eyes were deep ocean blue, and when we made eye contact my heart skipped a beat. I know, you may be thinking "Oh my gods! Don't you dare break his heart, Drew!" But this was different. Very different. His hotness didn't make me want to break his heart. In fact, it made me—
"Umm, excuse me?" he said. I blushed, embarrassed. "Who are you?"
"Umm, who are you?" I asked. Stupidly. He smirked at me, which made me angry and die inside at the same time. He rolled his eyes at me. "Well, I guess I'll have to go first. Hey. I'm John Cena." I glared at him. "Okay, okay!" he said, grinning. "I'm Matt Finley. Although I look like a son of Aphrodite," (I rolled my eyes at this, but secretly agreed.) "I'm actually a son of Hermes." I was surprised. But I guess I should've known. The upturned nose. The mischievous smirk. It was all there. Maybe I was too smitten to see. He raised an eyebrow. "Well, when you're done checking me out, it'd be real helpful if you introduced yourself too."
I glared at him. "Fine, but I was not checking you out." "Mmhmm." I rolled my eyes. "I'm Drew, daughter of Aphrodite." I'm not sure if I was imagining it or not, but I'm pretty sure that fear flashed across his face. "Umm, I'd love to stay and chat, Drew, but I have to go now..." "Oh ok. I'll see you later?" He nodded, not meeting my eyes. Then he left.
I sighed and flopped down on the grass, not giving a shiitake mushroom that I was getting my new Gucci shirt dirty. Did my reputation really just chase away the guy of my dreams?

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A/N: Hmmm was that spicy enough for you sis? Ooooof you need some MILK. So like ummmmmmm what do you think will happen next? Sorry I didn't update sooner. There's something called HOMEWORK and being GROUNDED. And I get equal amounts of both. Grammar? Never heard of it. Fun? My parents threw that away a long time ago. Jkjk (not). Bye bye, butterfly! (Take a shot every time a character rolls their eyes. Jk I'm underage but likeee tell me how that turns out!) -M