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It wasn’t a surprise when me and Kaden were almost struck da lightning AGAIN! Zeus was the god of the skies and he hated us. It wasn’t our fault our mom had a vengeful personality o that Zeus couldn’t keep his pants up. I can never decide who has più blame but if they weren’t like this I wouldn’t be alive. I was the only one of Apollo’s kids to have the sun power which meant I warmed up faster so I easily dried after me and Kaden jumped in the lake to avoid the lightning. But Kaden was still soaked to the bone and some how his black hair and dark blue eyes seemed darker making him look even più dangerous someday I wanted one of my kids to have eyes like his. As we walked I glared up at the gray thunder nube, nuvola that followed us and cursed Εύχομαι ο Δίας θα σταματήσει να προσπαθεί να μας σκοτώσουν (which is greek for I wish Zeus would stop trying to kill us.) I wondered if I’d be any safer in the regular world where I spent most of the Summer, Fall, and Spring but during the Winter mom and dad made sure I stayed in Olympus which I guess it isn’t that bad when Seraphina isn’t allowed to go down almost ever because she seems to always be on fire. Kaden spends most of the Winter up here except every Sunday when he goes with Marshall to play hockey which I can’t stand. I stop looking at the nube, nuvola when we pass the pallacanestro, basket court in Olympus. Connor and Cyrus sons of Hermes and Aphrodite are playing. Connor is about to shoot when he stops his dark hazel eyes falling on me. He gives a small smile and drops the ball and comes over and says “Hey Keaira ciao Kaden.” Kaden gives a half smile that he’ll only allow at certain moments. “Where’s Ashla” Connor asks since she’s usually with me but then he stops he knows how her and Kaden don’t get along. Kaden scowls and I say “she’s with her dad raising some people from the dead o something.” He nods and says “you have the power over the sun and she has the power to raise the dead and what do I get well I get the power to travel which everyone can do, the power of being a good athelete which Kaden and Marshall both have and their not even the son of Hermes, and the power to make people fall in Amore with me which te seem to have since Prince fawns over you.” Wow did every conversation me and Connor have come back to Prince. I looked down to hide that I was blushing but that doesn’t work when a light glow comes over te when ever your embarrassed. Connor looked back at his brother and then back at me and detto “come on guys lets play some Μπάσκετ o as the humans would say some B-ball.” I smile he’s such a goof ball and I go onto the court with them. He guards me easy and I mostra him that I’m not going to be a baby and cry if he tries. We stop playing and sit on the bench and watch Johnathan walk da shyly and I laugh and Connor says “oh look its Ο φίλος του Ashla.” “Oh shut it she just has a crush on him.” “Well her crush on him rivals Prince’s crush on you.” And yet again back to Prince. “I wouldn’t say that to her she’d kill you.” “Oh te wouldn’t let her do that.” “She’d kill me too if I tried to stop her.” “No she wouldn’t te and Damon are really her only Friends and if she killed te Damon would hate her.” “True.” Connor was handsome and the problem was I never knew what he was thinking but we could never be dad would kill me. Connor’s dad was Hermes and my dad was his older brother and they didn’t get along much like me and my brother Reeve got along both resentful of the other. Connor’s had barely touched me but I felt it and I looked up and he looked away. Everyone didn’t think he was that handsome but I could name about thirty things that made him beautiful. His hair was a golden brown just like his skin. His eyes were that gorgeous dark hazel and his nose was perfect. He had a perfect jaw and beautiful thick lips. He also had the darkest eye lashes and a smile that warmed your heart. Prince was like the Adonis of the gods now and Posidieon o as I called him Posy was very proud of this. My best friend Damon’s dad was Posideon but he hated his dad and I couldn’t blame him Posideon only cared about Prince, Paris, and Bryon. Then I realized the nube, nuvola of above me and heard thunder and shouted “Έχετε να Πλάκα μου κάνεις να το ξεπεράσεις bolthead όχι υπαιτιότητα μας εσείς και η σύζυγός σας είναι ηλίθιοι.” The thunder was louder damn I’m stupid I thought why’d I have to say call him bolt head and stupid. Connor glanced at me and I detto “Kaden I think we better go before we get struck da lightning.” He groans and gets up and we begin to run and I wonder where the safest place would be damn that Ashla’s not here she’d take us to the underworld. “Hey guys.” I turn and there’s Ashla tall above us her brown hair long and her blue eyes looking down on us. “Thank god you’re here we need to get to the Underworld.” “Ugh why?” “Zeus” I say knowing it’ll a good enough explination. “I’m starting to really hate the Underworld” she groans grabbing us and pulling pearls out of her pocket then we step on them.

    “Ashla” says a deep voice. “Yea dad.” “Back already?” “Yea Zeus is after my friends.” “Your friends?” “Apollo and Hera’s children dad we’ve been over this.” He nods holding his chin and looking me and Kaden over. “Persaphone come here!” “Why?” “Ashla’s back.” “Ashla” detto Persaphone coming out and hugging Ashla. She stared at us and smiled at me “this must be Apollo’s daughter she looks so much like him.” “Yes mother.” “And the boy’s Posideon’s o Zeus’s?” “Apollo’s.” “Really he looks like what mom detto Kronus looks like.” Kaden groaned he hated being compared to Kronus he already had trouble deciding if he was good o evil and it just made it worse. “Mom shush” Ashley said. “I don’t need defending” Kaden detto cruelly. I elbowed him and detto “she’s being nice.” “I don’t care.” I rolled my eyes and detto “I think we can go home.” “Finally Kaden” groaned. I took a pearl and went home and washed off the dirt on my arms then went to letto tired più than I usually am.

    I woke up that morning early so I hoped into the chariot with dad to ride across the sky. He smiled and detto “so how’ve te been Keaira.” “Good I guess except grandpa Zeus keeps trying to kill me.” He chuckled but he had his eye brows drawn together. “He really needs to stop I don’t even Amore your mother.” “She’s not my mother.” “Technically she is.” “But in my world she is definatly not.” He gives a nervous grin and he says “so I hear Prince likes you.” “Oh yea.” “You like him” he says with his eyebrows raised. “I don’t know kinda.” “Is there someone else te like?” “Um… no …yea.” Curse me being honest. “Who?” “No one… Connor.” “Hermes son.” “Yea.” “What’s he like.” “Nothing like Hermes.” “Is he like Aphordite?” “No not really he’s kind of his own person.” This seems to calm my dad and he says “yea I guess I’ve never seen him.” “Yea.” He looked over at me and smiled and detto “you like this?” “Like what?” “Us riding the chariot across the sky pulling the sun.” “Yea it’s cool and I feel at peace being so close to the sun.” “Yea I know what te mean I wish we could spend più time together honey.” “It’s okay dad.” “I really need to be around Kaden più I feel he needs me.” “Yea he’s going through a tough time.” “Yea he is he doesn’t talk to anyone but me, Connor, and Marshall and if he does its usually to yell at someone.” “Yea that boy is so handsome but very tempermental.” “Yea but he’s the best brother ever.” “How so?” “I don’t know for some reason I feel he’d never let any one hurt me.” “I’d never let anyone hurt te and neither would Marshall and even though he’s so small sometimes it seems like Johnny’s willing to save te just as well. “I know its just Kaden’s like always there except of Sundays.” He laughs and says “Sundays are for me.” I laugh and say “Yea I hate winter.” “I know.”

When it’s Artemis turn to drag to moon across the sky I walk into the house where Kaden and Marshall are punching each other on the couch. “Who wants to come with me to Posys house?” They stop and Kaden gets up and says “Why not?” We walk out and I see Ashla blushing as she talks to Johnathan. “Kaden stay here” I say. “I’m not a dog.” “Your gonna be if te don’t stay there.” He rolls his eyes but stays. “Hey guys” I say walking up to Ashla and Johnathan both almost a foot taller than me. A look of relief washes over Ashla’s face. “You guys want to come to Posideons house” I ask? “Na I can’t” says Johnathan “I got to get home.” I nod and Ashla says “bye Johnathan.” We walk over to Kaden and I ask “What’d te guys say?” “Hi and then bye.” “Ashla its not hard.” “Maybe not for you.” I shrug and walk towards Posideons house Kaden less than excited now that Ashla’s with us.

The big house o I should say Palace sits up on the largest mountain in Olympus . I knocked on the door and Paris opened it. “Hey Keaira, ciao Ashla…” she stopped blushed and detto “Hey Kaden.” Kaden looked away and we walked in. Prince turned around on the divano and got up and ran and detto “Hey Keaira.” “Hey” I detto as he hugged me. Kaden rolled his eyes and Ashla chuckled. Prince doesn’t let got and I start to get annoyed and just as I am Prince screams out in pain “OWW..” I hold back a laugh and say “sorry.” Kaden and Ashla can’t help but snort and laugh but as soon as Kaden see’s Ashla finds this funny he stops. Can’t they just get along I think. “Prince are te okay” says a deep voice as Posideon float in his long black hair in small waves and his piercing blue eyes on us. “Yea I’m fine “ says Prince holding his wrist. “What’s she doing in here” Posideon asks looking at Ashla. “She’s Keaira’s friend.” “She’s Hade’s daughter get her out.” “Dad I…” “NOW!” “I’m sorry your going to have to leave” Prince says to Ashla. She rolls her eyes and strolls out and Posideon leaves. I grab Prince’s wrist and say “come on lets go play basketball.” He cringes at the pain of his wrist but manages a smile.” We run down the collina laughing and falling like total clumbsy dorks. That’s when we run into Ares who frowns at our pleasure. “What are te doing?” “Having fun” says Kaden with a rebellious tone. “You have a anno till its time for te guys to fight to become a god and your fooling around.” I bite my lip and think “thank god I’m not Ares daughter.” He glares at us but moves on up the hill. “Gosh I hate him” Prince says. “Me too.” Prince rolled down the collina the rest of the way and I slide down. Then Aphrodite spots us and Connors behind her looking bored. “Hey Connor “ I say as he glares at Prince and Prince glares at him. “Hey” he says meeting my eyes and smiling. “You want to come with us to my house?” He cocks a handsome half smile and says “sure.” Aphrodite looks me and Kaden over and smiles. I know she has a crush on my dad almost every goddess in Olympus loves him. We bounce to my house and watch the tv personally I prefer mortal Televisione every mostra here has Zeus o Aphrodite its annoying. Connor is even annoyed da his moms prescence on the screen. My dad walks in and says “who are all these guys?” “This is Prince, this is Ashla, this is Paris, and this is Connor. Dad’s eyes fall on Connor and then on Ashla. “Who’s te dad Ashla?” “Hades” Kaden says and I think he’s hoping dad kicks her out. “Oh okay.” Kaden sighs disappointed and dad says “Hey Kaden how about we hang out sometime.” “Yea at night.” “No we can go during the day.” I look at him and he says “you can drive the chariot.” I give him a scared look but nod. “I’ll go with you” Connor says. “Me too” says Prince. “Sorry it only seats two” I say. Prince glares at Connor and then says “fine successivo time.” Connor smiles happy with himself and I wonder if this will ever end. There’s a knock on the door and I go and answer it “Hey” Paloma says. “Hey what are te doing here?” “I was bored can I come in?” “Yea.” “Who’s this” dad asks. “Paloma daughter of Hestia and Ares.” “Wow I didn’t know they had a kid.” “Yea I know their not the best match are they.” “Yea” dad says. “I prefer my mom but every one says I’m like my dad though I really don’t ever see him.” “Your not like your dad Shlomo.” She laughs and jumps on the divano and sits successivo to Prince who looks her over. “Please fall for her” I mummer. “What” Prince asks? “Nothing” I say embarrassed.
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