Shakespeare! (Aphrodite!)

[Sophia Greene]

Sophia was just walking around camp, letting the same poem run through her mind from the past week. That was fine with her as: One, it was something she came up with it alone -and that was a huge deal as she couldn’t write poetry at all and two, it happened to be a love poem. She had written it down and could recite it from memory. “Let me sing you a love song. About what I feel in my heart; Butterflies can't find nectar; Whenever we're apart. You're a flower in bloom. In the dark, in the gloom, It's you who brightens my day. How many ways do I need you? Every day, every way, come what may.” she sighed and looked around, finally realizing where she was. Sophie was at the property line. A place she rarely came to now days unless she was “called” for some reason inside of her.

She watch the birds fly over the lake and thought a moment. Walking over she sat down and laid back in the grass in thought, letting her hand grace through the water. This was another thing on her mind: she wonder what it was like to fly. Other things were of this: 1) What was it like to fly. 2) Why did this poem repeat over and over in her head alone? 3) How was Hayden in practice/ training? 4) When was Harper, Gavin and her going on the quest? 5) What would happen on the quest? 6) If something did happen, what if it happen to her? 7) What of her and Hayden then? 8) Why was she thinking negative thoughts of all times NOW of the quest? 9) Would she ever meet that mortal….Alexander again? They seemed like to be good friends right off. 10) Where was her father to give her advice when she needed it the most? These ten random thoughts flooded her mind along with several others; as she closed her eyes trying to clear her mind. Yeah…. Didn’t work at all.

Closing her eyes didn’t work at clearing her mind at all. She saw all the people she loved and cared about: Hayden, Harper, Adiona, Aria -even if Aria hated her- Jason, the rest of her family, the rest of friends, her father…. Sophie sat straight up and looked around. There had been a noise close to her. She reached beside her to where her bow was always kept to her side and waited until whoever or whatever would show themselves.

[aphrodite]

Aphrodite eyed the girl as she watched her grab for her bow. The Goddess rolled her eyes and let out a small laugh. “You, child, and all other of you Demi-Gods need to lighten up every once in a while.” She let out a soft bubbly laugh. “Not every living thing in the world is out to get you.” She ran her finger along her bottom lip, adjusting her makeup. It was always important she looked perfect for everything. Not that she needed to try; as Goddess of Love and Beauty it was without question that she was beyond beautiful to everyone and everything. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t help along the way. A little blush here, a little eyeliner there, and a touch of lip stick perfected the look in no way any mortal could compare. Aphrodite glanced at the lake, admiring her own beauty for a minute before ripping her eyes away from the perfect reflection and turning to the Demi-Goddess.

She flahed a perfectly brilliant smile at Sophia; of course the Goddess knew her name. The Olympian hardly went to visit anyone with knowing their name. First of all, what kind of Goddess would she be if she went around making people fall in love that she didn’t know on a more personal level. And yes, knowing the name of those she worked her mojo on made her job so much more personal. That and you never wanted to hook up someone named Annalouise and Gaylord. That was just a recipe for disaster. Well, not those two names only or in particular, but disastrous things came from when children grow up with parents like that.

“That’s a pretty poem,” she commented, careful not to use the word beautiful. “Any reason you’re reciting it to yourself and not some other special someone?” A small smirk showed up on her face. Aphrodite sat down, an elegant blue satin poufy chair appearing under her so she wouldn’t ruin her silky sea foam colored dress. “I’m sure there’s someone who’d like to hear those pretty words from your mouth,” she said with a childishly girly smile. Sure it was a weird and outright stupid topic to come up with right when they met, but it was Aphrodite, and according to her this was the only reasonable topic to talk about. And right now she wanted to know why Sophia seemed to be moping here when she could be cuddling up with a really cute boy right about now. The logic just didn’t add up for her right at the moment, and she wanted to get to the bottom of this really confusing situation; well, ‘really confusing’ according to the Goddess of Love at least.

Word Count: 454

((I am soooo sorry it took so long.))

[Sophia Greene]

Sophia had sat up quickly, dropping her bow beside her and standing up. That voice… it sounded familiar yet it did not. She had frozen a bit trying to think: Who could it be? What now? Was it a trap? Etc… etc. Then again she always thought that, never thinking of the right person. There was somewhat of a glow behind her and she turned, seeing a beautiful woman standing there. Maybe more beautiful then the goddess Aphrodite herself… wait that couldn’t have been possible. That meant that this one in front of her was Aphrodite. Oh Snap. Between the gods and goddess that Sophie had met; Eros, Hecate, Artemis…and yeah that was about it… oh and now her meeting Aphrodite? This couldn’t be good. Usually when you met a god or goddess they usually had something in mind for you. “Sorry… out of habit?” she replied to the goddess, looking down at her golden bow and arrows then looking back up to the goddess.

“Was there something you wanted, Lady Aphrodite?” she couldn’t help but let it slip from her mouth. Sophie tried not to sound nervous or hesitant. It was the due fact that though Soph has heard so much about different gods and goddesses that there where some that really bothered her. Eris and Phoebes no dought, but honestly Aphrodite had to be the worse. Or at least she thought so. Messing around with people’s love life? Soph didn’t think it was very fair, but then again it was the goddess’ job.

“Um thanks… and well its just sort of random really. I guess its something that I get from my father?” she replied, though it came out as a question. As the goddess sat Soph thought the worse: “Oh boy she wants to talk…or wants something…” she thought. Honestly she thought her love life was a bit complicated already so when it came to this goddess in front of her… yeah no comment? She was stuck at what to say or do. “I really dought it… I’m not the talented when it comes to song writing or poetry, just archery, so I keep it to myself.” she replied running a hand threw her tangled, long brown hair and tried to keep herself clam.

((Really its alright, dont worry about it! ))