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finally he knows
Yea, yea, yea, I know that after you read this you will be like "MAX! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!?!?!? HES LIKE YOUR BROTHER!!!!" but please let me explain before you get your panties in a wad . I, ummm I WANTED TO (deal with it) but anyways, this is what happened.
That freaking Bridget brat decided to throw a welcome home party for my mom after we rescued her from the bottom of the sea, and she's throwing it tonight. I really have nothing to "party" in, so I just plan on going in the cloths I'm in now I bet the rest of the flock is too.
The party was so lame. That's all I have to say. I mean, Brigit was trying to corner fang the whole time, there were no snacks, and it was, just, HORRIBLE. I bet that the whole party was thrown just as another way she could get fang. Ugh. Ugh. UGH! She is just so, so, BRIGID!! Okay, now that's all I have to say.
Fang was sitting ground leaning up against the wall, and I was on my bed, watching him. "How was the party?"
The Concert--------The Concert--------
Tonight is the first annual Concert. When you want, you can jump on stage and sing, like an actual concert, but if nobody offers to go up, Chiron would get on and randomly pick someone out of the crowd. If you got picked, you had to sing. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. Chiron and I had it all planned out, even though he was a little reluctant to have to get on stage.
The conch horn blew, indicating that the concert would start in ten minutes. The rest of my cabin filed out and rushed to the pavilion to get good seats. I was the last one ready and was about to walk out of the door, when it slammed shut in my face. I turned around after the bright flash behind me died down. Athena was there, and started to speak. "Annabeth, Percy doesn't love you anymore. I know you probably think I'm only trying to separate you, but I'm not lying this time."
I looked down, "I know." A look of surprise crossed Athena's face, so I continued to explain. "I don't think he loves
Un roti de Cupidon"Patron.. je suis pas sûr que ça soit une si bonne idée..."
Un bruissement d'ailes presque froufroutant sur sa gauche le fit se retourner d'un bond, mais il ne put percevoir qu'un bref mouvement du coin de l'oeil. Ils étaient rapides, bien trop rapides. Jamais le vieux ne réussirait. De nouveau ce bruit soyeux, semblable à des ailes de tourterelles, mais bien plus proche. Dans son esprit il pouvait les voir, tournant au dessus de sa tête comme autant de vautours prêts à la curée.
Le bruit assourdi des détonations résonna et tout autour d'Emmanuel une pluie de plumes commença à virevolter tandis que cinq bruits sourds accompagnaient la chute d'autant de corps autour de lui.
"Ramasse les, petit. On a encore du boulot."
Avec une grimace mi admirative, mi dégoûtée, le jeune homme se mit au travail, enfilant des lourds gants de cuir pour se protéger. Son sup
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