CHAPTER 12: THE BRIBE

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Honestly? I'm craving brownies.

Like, the crispy on the outside but packed with flavor and goodness on the inside and well as being squishy. Yeah, that kind of brownie.

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Chapter 12: The Bribe

"I am not going to wear that!" I yell, throwing my hands in the air.

Our groups are going to Osiris' lake how to swim together for two days and Damon is trying to get me to wear a two-piece bathing suit instead of my one piece and shorts.

The idiot.

"Why not?" Damon whines. "No one is going to be there except the group. Apollo, Joey, and Maven will probably only tease you a little bit, Osiris will only tell you that he thinks your bathing suit is cute, and Thanatos won't say anything.

Since he's still ignoring me.

"I don't want to be teased," I tell him.

"I'll tackle anyone that teases you into the water while we play the Majesty of the Lake Raft if you wear it and I'll ask my crush out on a date." Damon bribes me.

"You will?" I squeal. "Yes, I am totally taking that deal, give me the damn swimsuit!"

What's a little discomfort for my best friend's happiness?

"Yay!" Damon throws it at me and I stuff it into my bag.

Osiris lives, like me, surrounded by forest but he has a little lake around it. Since it's the weekend and I'm almost fully healed from being attacked by Steve everyone decided to spend the weekend at his place so we can swim.

I have my duffel bag packed, and everyone else is ready but Damon held me up to get me to bring the bikini also.

"Well, let's go," I grab Damon's wrist and pull him behind me.

Pretty soon we are all waiting patiently by the van for Apollo and Maven. Thanatos is like stone standing next to me, his hands stuffed into his hoodie's pocket. Joey and Damon are talking excitedly while Osiris reads on his phone.

"Ugh," Joey stomps her foot. "Where are they?"

"I assume earth, but I could be wrong," I reply sarcastically earning me a slab on my shoulder. I sigh. "You know Polo, he needs like a billion clothes for one night."

"True." Josephine agrees with a nod.

Not a second later Maven bounds out the house with a backpack and a duffel bag, Apollo follows him dragging three suitcases, probably one for each night.

"We are totally going to get drunk and giggly when we get to your house, right?" Joey asks, her eyes filling with disdain as she looks at our many things carrying friend.

"Hell yeah." Osiris nods and I grimace.

Great, drunk people.

My least favorite thing to deal with.

"Who's going to be the unlucky fool that has to stay sober to make sure we don't go drunk swimming?" Osiris asks after we all put our stuff into his minivans truck. We're all going in one car to save on gas and because the one hour drive will be 'fun' with more people.

"Aphrodite." All my friends respond instantly.

"Ouch, they threw you to the sharks, huh?" Osiris looks down at me with sympathy and I laugh a little.

"No," I shake my head. "I just won't drink anyway."

"Why not?" He cocks his head to the side.

"Bad things happen to me when people drink, or they used to. I don't like being... unaware and I always feel unsafe when I'm drunk, and I really don't like how any alcohol smells." I explain.

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