Chapter six- Aphrodite
People keep saying that their favorite class is Phys Ed, but I really don't understand why. It started out fine, what came after was the chaotic part. Persephone, Hades and I were walking into class, we heard Coach Satyr yelling gruffly, no pun intended. "GIMME TWELVE PUSH- UPS!" He started to blurt. "HUP! HUP! HUP! WORK IT GODLINGS!" Shouted the goat.
"Umm....Coach Satyr, I thought that we were supposed to do a warm-up first." I told him. "Not the other way around."
"YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THAT?!" Coach Satyr yelled. "THAT WAS THE WARM-UP! DO YOU WANT SPECIAL TREATMENT, BEAUTY QUEEN?!" To be honest, that kind of hurt. People that don't know me think that I'm prissy and rude, but my real friends disagree. So, if someone calls me 'Beauty Queen' I tend to feel offended. "Coach. I know I'm not athletic, but that gives you no right to treat students this way. I think that what I am trying to say is pretty self evident if you ask me." I honestly don't know where that came from. I never speak like that at all, let alone to my teacher! All of a sudden, a boy leaned over and whispered in my ear. "I gotta admit," he told me,"I'm embarrassed that I'm related to this guy."
Then I realized that he was a satyr too! He seemed really nice. What was his name? Pan, was it? "You know what? You should sit with me and my friends."
People keep saying that their favorite class is Phys Ed, but I really don't understand why. It started out fine, what came after was the chaotic part. Persephone, Hades and I were walking into class, we heard Coach Satyr yelling gruffly, no pun intended. "GIMME TWELVE PUSH- UPS!" He started to blurt. "HUP! HUP! HUP! WORK IT GODLINGS!" Shouted the goat.
"Umm....Coach Satyr, I thought that we were supposed to do a warm-up first." I told him. "Not the other way around."
"YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THAT?!" Coach Satyr yelled. "THAT WAS THE WARM-UP! DO YOU WANT SPECIAL TREATMENT, BEAUTY QUEEN?!" To be honest, that kind of hurt. People that don't know me think that I'm prissy and rude, but my real friends disagree. So, if someone calls me 'Beauty Queen' I tend to feel offended. "Coach. I know I'm not athletic, but that gives you no right to treat students this way. I think that what I am trying to say is pretty self evident if you ask me." I honestly don't know where that came from. I never speak like that at all, let alone to my teacher! All of a sudden, a boy leaned over and whispered in my ear. "I gotta admit," he told me,"I'm embarrassed that I'm related to this guy."
Then I realized that he was a satyr too! He seemed really nice. What was his name? Pan, was it? "You know what? You should sit with me and my friends."