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i stood outside the limo.
to be honest, i didn't want to be stuck outside with ares. he kind of creeps me out.
"sorry 'bout your dad." ares grunted.
my head whipped over. since when did ares show sympathy? nevertheless, just because percy had the war god on his bad side, doesn't mean i needed him on my bad side too.
"s'okay." i muttered.
i stood, kicking the ground. well, this was awkward.
"he's got a warrior's spirit." ares said. i looked up at him. i knew he was talking about my dad. but i wasn't sure what he meant.
"what do you mean?" i blurted.
he looked down at me. "he doesn't back away from a fight. you learnt that from him. and i respect it."
i nodded slowly. i knew that was true. my dad never backed away from anything. even if he had no idea what the hell he was doing, he'd 'fake it, till he makes it'. that's one of the things that took him this far in life. it's why he's my hero.
i took a deep breath, and tried not to let any tears spill. i didn't want to cry in front of the god of war. thankfully my saving grace came in the form of percy.
percy stumbled out of the limo. he was red, and blushing.
my mom did that to people.
"she wants to see you," percy muttered. he wouldn't meet my eyes, and he was stumbling over his words.
"you okay?" i asked.
i heard ares snicker in the back.
percy swallowed and nodded. i furrowed my brows at his behavior.
i motioned to ares with my chin, "don't do something stupid." i warned him.
"yeah, okay," he muttered.
i went into the limo, and my breath got caught in my throat. she was beautiful, as always. at first she had the same curly caramel hair, as the first time. her eyes were strikingly blue. her freckles were outlined, and they complimented her skin.
