Yes, I understand how ironic it is for a daughter of the love goddess to be an eternal maiden.

Trust me, I've had my fair share of arguments with dear old mother about it.

My name is Kalopsia Adams, use my full name though and you'll never live to tell the tale. People call me Kally for short. If you recognize my last name at all it's because my father is some big famous hot shot who barely has time for his kids who don't have a real mom.

I've met other Aphrodite kids and all they ever say is that she always steals their clothing or makeup or even their dates.

Um, no thanks. I'm good with living as a hunter and being a maiden forever. Guys are annoying anyway.

Well, besides my half brother Cole. He's ok I guess. He's also a demi-god, son of Nike. Guess our dad has something that goddesses like.

And since I've sworn to be a maiden forever, what better way to start it off with having some dumb-skull trying to flirt with me.

I would've kicked him in the balls but I promised not to get into anymore trouble on the streets.

"Hey babbbby~ Is your body from McDonald's because I'm lovin it~"

Why can't I slap him? Why did I have to promise to be good. I hate promising that.

"Woah, ok first, that was so bad that I think my brain is going to melt and second, I'm not interested," I snapped back at him. Boys are denser than a bag of rocks.

"Awwwww come on, it was amazing. You know, if you were a nail, I'd bang on you," he winks. He actually winked at me. I hate this mortal with all my heart.

And you know what he did next? He started doing the whole hammer time dance thing that he must've thought was funny but instead made me want to gouge my eyes out.

"Leave me alone. I'm just trying to enjoy a nice walk ok!"

What comes next is either good or bad, I still don't know. This guy comes out of nowhere, speeding in on a motorcycle. I swear if he's friends with the moron flirting with me, so help me gods I'll loose it!

"Yo, dumbass, why don't you leave the pretty girl alone and go home to your desk fan because it's the only thing that will ever blow you in life," Mr. Dark and mysterious shouted over to Sir Douchebag. Ok, so maybe he's not bad.

"Who do you think you are?" Sir Douchebag yelled back. Mr. dark and mysterious (I regret nothing) lowered his shades and gave Sir Douchebag the most death filled glare I've ever seen.

It was like actual blades were about to be shot from his eyes. I don't think I've ever seen someone get so pale and run off so fast in my life.

"Um thanks I guess," I murmur. Total stranger shows up looking like death and hotness had a freaking kid. Wait, what did I just say?!

"I thought I'd get more of a dramatic thank you than that," Mr. Dark and Mysterious remarked.

"What, did you expect me to get down and kiss your boots?" Black biker boots. How dark is this kid? He has tattoos up and down his arms too!

"I mean, that sounds like an amazing thank you to me" he replied, smirking teasingly. His brown eyes had this twinkle of amusement in them, like he enjoyed teasing me.

"Yeah well too bad. I'm not that kind of girl." Do all guys expect you to fall head over heals for them? This is the exact reason I became a hunter.

"Aw, I'm only joking. So on a scale of one to America, how free are you tonight?" He asked, smirking. Seriously?! Ugh how lameeeeee. Oldest line in the book!

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"About as free as the Jews under Hitlers rule," I say, rolling my eyes. How dumb does he think I am? I may be blonde but that doesn't mean anything!

He laughs. Laughs. And his laugh is hot! What am I thinking!? I'm a maiden forever, I will not give in to his warm brown eyes and fluffy black hair and...UGH!! Stop being so attractive!!

"I'm serious. Now if you don't mind, id like to continue my walk on Long Island Sound, thank you very much!"

"What if another guy comes around. You'll need a knight in shining armor to protect you," he says, winking. What is it with guys and winking?

"I think I'm good. Thanks but no thanks."

"You couldn't get rid of the last guy until I came along. I think you do need me." Curse him being only slightly correct! I don't need him!

"Tell yourself whatever you need to to sleep tonight," I say. He probably won't leave until I give him my name or number.

"What next? Are you gonna ask for my number now?" I comment. His smirk goes away.

"No. I'm not allowed to have a phone. A name would be nice though."

He can't have a phone? I mean, I really shouldn't have one but my dad is a sucker for technology and got a house one so I can still call friends.

"Fine. I'm Kally Adams," I tell him. There's no way in Hades that I'm telling him my whole first name since I just met him.

"What a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. My name is Haze Carter," he finally tells me. Haze, I guess that's a cute name.

His boyness is infecting my mind! I shouldn't be thinking he's cute! That's not how a hunter of Artemis should react to a guy being nice!

I really hope I don't get stuck with this guy for very long. Maybe I can ditch him at the barrier. Well, that's if he isn't a Demi-god, which I'm praying he isn't!

Well, for now I'm stuck with Mr. Dark and Mysterious, now known as Haze Carter.

A/N; sooooooo I've kinda been putting this story off for a long time because I'm afraid of messing it up but here. Don't kill me. Plz.