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"Hey." I waved akwardly.

"Hello."  Amphrite's voice was stiff. 

"So can I explain myself?" I met her eyes.

"Well that's what I'm here for isn't it??" Amphrite glared at him.

"Well, I was walking home from apollo's i believe, when Trident stopped me. He asked for my help. He explained to me that he wanted to break up with you. Now something I believe in very heavily is that anyone in any relationship, the love has to be mutual. So I decided to help him." I explained, leaving out the detail that I liked her.

Amphrites glare softened. "So did you having a crush on me influence this decicion?"

What. How did she know?? Zues?? How??

I flushed pink. "Uhm..no. How did you know...?"

Amphrite stood up abruptly. "I didn't."
 
Amphrite walked away from him  and right out the doors.

Out around the corner he herd snickering. I turned around to see trident smirking while snickering.
"Oh please fish face. You will never get my girl...this whole thing was staged by me."
I glared the deadliest glare I had in me.
"You don't care if Amphrite is collateral damage, do you?" I sneered at him.

"Oh amphrite will be hurting alright. When I bang her tonight." Trident smirked

I almost threw punches. "That is is -"

"Unptrue." The voice of amphrite was behind me.
I moved to the side and looked at her.
I didn't say anything though.

"I figured this was a ruse to get Posideion out of the way. You knew I liked him before I liked you. Trident we are done. For good this time."

I was at AWE. Trident growled at us before he flashed out.
Amphrite turned on me.

"Well I uh like you. Baka." She flushed.

I laughed. "Date Friday?" I wrapped my arms around her.

"Fine baka." She giggled.
I grinned but she flashed out before I could kiss her goodbye.

Was that too forward?

I fell forward and smashed my face on a metal cart. But I ripped Hades jeans. Oh shit he gonna be mad as hell. I stood up and flashed to a parlor.

"Um mam?" I asked
"Yes how can I help you today?" She smiled.
"Can this rip be fixed?" I asked.
The lady looked at the jeans and how it ripped.
"I'm sorry but it can't." She frowned.
I groaned and flashed home.