02. drama club

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TO THE PEOPLE I HURT.
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         Andromeda usually prided herself on her self control, but the Hunters had officially managed to get on her last nerve by the end of dinner

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Andromeda usually prided herself on her self control, but the Hunters had officially managed to get on her last nerve by the end of dinner.

They had been name calling and arguing with Andromeda and her siblings all day, making jabs that cut a little too deep, and the four of them were on the verge of throwing a very Un-Aphrodite like tantrum right in the middle of the Dining Pavilion.

"Heard you guys were joining in for capture the flag, what are you planning on doing? Braiding your teams hair?" Phoebe asked as she passed by their table. Everyone knew all the Hunters were on edge after the news that something had happened to Artemis, but they had decided to channel it into other fights until they had permission to leave camp. Andromeda had felt sorry for them that morning, knowing all they wanted to do was pack up and go search for the goddess, but by that afternoon she was ready to throw all ladylike mannerisms aside, and break one of their noses.

Andromeda thought she had gotten used to comments like that. Constantly being called weak and useless could lose its bitter hurt after awhile, but the Hunters always had a way to burrow into her skin just a little too far, so she hardly blamed herself for finally losing it.

Silena, Drew, and Matt all had their fists clenched from the taunt, but Andromeda decided after spending the day keeping her mouth shut, that maybe it was about time to show just how weak a daughter of Aphrodite could be. "Sorry, Phoebe. We speak fluent French, not Whale. Do you have another form you could talk to us in?"

The girl went bright red at her comment, and struggled to find a comeback. A few other Hunters saw her and decided to come over to defend her, Zoë being one of them. The small group drew the attention of most demigods at the other tables, all itching to see yet another fight between Cabin Ten and the Hunters.

"Be quiet. Phoebe said nothing not truthful," Zoë replied for the girl. "Would thou wish to braid our hair before the game?"

Andromeda glared at the girl. It took her three seconds to decide that she didn't care what the consequences were, she would put Zoë Nightshade in her place. "Why don't you all just piss off, Zoë? Careful not to. . . trip, on your way out."

The dark haired girl gave her a strange look, before turning to lead Phoebe out of the Dining Pavilion. It took just a few moments before Zoë Nightshade, the lieutenant of the Hunters, tripped over her own feet and knocked down many other Hunters on her way to the floor. A few strangled cries left them as they fell to a heap on the hard floor, and the entire pavilion erupted in laughter at the sight of the always graceful Hunters laying in a tangled mess. Zoë immediately stood in rage as she marched right back up to Andromeda. The girl was the oldest out of the group, and most likely the only one who knew what had happened.

𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐈 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 ━ percy jacksonWhere stories live. Discover now