Goddess Boot Camp

You're not seriously going?" Troy asks. "Of course I'm going," I say. "What other choice do I have?" "Um...not going.

How do you expect to do that?",I asked,"Do you have some sort of get-out-of-Hades-free card?

The Library of Alexandria?" I ask. "Didn't that burn down?" Mrs Philipoulus scoffs. "Damn fool Hypatia. Athena tried to convince her to install a sprinkler system. But no-o-o, no one was going to tell the librarianatrix how to run her library.

Did you-" Griffin shoves past him and grabs me by the shoulders. "Are you alright?" "Of course. Didn't they tell you?" From the dark look in his normally bright eyes, I'm going to guess no. He twists to look back over his shoulder and practically growls. "They didn't tell me anything. Except that I had to wait out here." "Um, I need to go," Troy says, backing down the steps. "I have class in the morning." "Coward," I taunt.

We believe in you, Phoebe," Stella says. "You just have to believe in yourself." I roll my eyes behind the blindfold. As if that's not a cheesy, movie-of-the-week line.

Troy, I have to find out what happened to my dad." "We know what happened to your dad. He got smoted. End of story.

We all know Damian's big on secrecy. The man makes the CIA look like a gabfest. He is Mr Need-To-Know. As in, students never need to know.

NO SHORTS or SANDAL!! This for your own protection. Tomorrow's boot camp will be something SPECIAL! Meet in front of the maintenance shed at the north end of the quad at 10 A.M! Latecomers will be left behind and this is a day you will not want to miss! - Adara - I roll my eyes. Besides her overuse of exclamation points and her tendency to yell, the idea that we're doing "something special" in camp tomorrow is not exciting. It's terrifying.

He has definitely cornered the market on enigma. I hope Stella goes for the deeply layered type.

Just keep in mind that sometimes when you tell yourself things are fine, you're really just driving the tough stuff even deeper.