Poseidon's Daughter

Chapter 18

Rhea POV

"I hate school", I tell my mother with a groan before leaving on the bus for boarding school.

"You'll do great Rhea, like always. I'm sure you've missed some of your friends", my mother encourages.

"You're right, it would be nice to see Jane and Malcolm again", I tell her.

Jane and Malcolm became my friends once I entered into Grade four, and we've been friends for over a year. They're really great and supportive, even when I skipped to Grade five.

I have to do a placement test again once I arrive at school to see if I need to go to be placed in a higher grade again. Mentally I am in my twenties, but physically I'm eight, and it's not like I can tell them that.

It's strange how I barely remember events in my past life now, but can remember information, like my schooling and such.

I want to finish school soon. As much as I like being somewhat normal and being safe for now from monsters and prophecies, I hate feeling stuck and reliant on others and people treating me like I know nothing due to my age.

Sometimes my physical age will show when I get excited about things or when I get angry and frustrated. My emotional age is different than my mental age. I've thrown a tantrum or two when I don't get my way. The Headmaster even phoned my mom in the first week when I started school over an incident with one of the teachers who treated me like a baby.

I like hanging out with Jane and Malcolm. Jane is your typical girly girl and Malcolm is your typical geek with an intense love for Star Wars, and then you get me, and I don't even know what to classify myself in the group.

I eventually got to school and got settled into my room before being called to one of my teacher's classes for my placement test.

Two hours later I finished the test and headed to the cafeteria to eat. My teacher will let me know tomorrow where I need to be placed again.

"Hey! Hey!", I see Jane calling me over to their table.

"Jane, Malcolm!", I greet excitedly.

"How was your summer?", Jane asks.

"It was good, I spent some time with my mom in Montauk at the beach. It was really nice How was yours?", I reply.

"It was good, we went camping for a few weeks and then mom had to go back to work, so my little brother and I had to stay at our grams' house", she tells me.

"Mine was okay, I played a lot of video games", Malcolm adds on.

"You look really tan. I wish I could tan like that. The moment I step foot under the open sun, I burn like roast beef", Jane says and I laugh at her description. She's really pale.

"I have really good genetics", I say smugly.

"That you do", Malcolm responds.

We ate our food and went to our respective dorms. The girls' dorms and the boys' dorms. We get separated into grades and after being moved different grades, I was placed with Jane's grade group eventually.

I was placed in grade 8. I skipped two grades. 'Soon, I'll be done with school. I'll miss my friends but seeing as Demi-gods don't live long to even finish school, maybe I'll be one of the few who can actually do it. Maybe I can even do it before heading to camp, which is in four years'.

Months passed and a few kids made fun of me for being so young, and I'm sad to say that it really bothered me and Jane found me in the bathroom, crying one too many times.