(Demeter's POV)
"What just happened?" I asked.
"I didn't mean to hurt her." Athena whispered.
"We should look for her," I said.
"Why don't you look for her, and then we'll IM you?" Poseidon concluded.
"Why am I gonna look for her? Why don't we all?" I asked.
"You would probably have the best ideas since you-know-who left for you-know-where." Hera said.
"Alright, but this is only for her sake." I sighed.
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(Belle's POV)
I flashed to my room upon finding an empty corridor.
Was I really that bad? So bad I had to quit training with my family? And go to a whole new place? Where I'd be trained by a complete stranger? Not gonna happen!
"Belle! Belle! Please come back!" I heard someone call. I think it was Auntie Hestia. So naturally, I opened the door.
To my suprise, I saw Auntie Demeter.
"Belle! Oh, thank the Fates! We were so worried! Athena didn't mean what she said that way-" Auntie Demeter started.
"Then why did it feel that way!? Why do I feel as if I don't belong?! Why do I have to go become Chiron's pupil?! Why didn't anyone stop me when I ran?!" I yelled, starting to cry.
Suddenly, I heard a collective gasp behind me.
I turned around to see an Iris-Message with all of the other Olympians watching. Argh! Will I ever get privacy!?
"Bye!" I said with a fake smile as I swiped through the IM, ending the call.
"No offense, Auntie Demeter, but I would like some privacy," I grumbled.
"I'm sorry," was all she said before she left.
You know what? I'm gonna go to Chiron anyways, I thought, That's the last place they would look.
So I packed my things in my silver backpack and flashed out, hoping to never return.
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Daughter Of Olympus
FantasyBelle, a young teenager living on the island of Crete, must survive grief and find sanctuary as she finds her true parentage and goes on to earn an important role in the time of Ancient Greece. I'm so sorry if the grammar is really bad! I wrote this...
