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24

    Chapter Twenty-four


    Elena’s pov


    “If there was anything I noticed it was that


    when I noticed a few guys checking me out, they immediately had that horrified


    look on their faces and then they look in the other direction.”


    It bothered me a little that they did that


    and for a moment, I wondered if maybe it was because I wasn’t just beautiful


    enough that’s why they acted in that manner.Material ? N?velDrama.Org.


    But before I knew it something really funny distracted my thoughts away from it and I was soon involved in the aura around


    I didn’t know being in a park could be so


    much fun and after a series of ying different games, eating, andughing at


    at the top of our lungs, I suddenly grew tired.


    I yawned tiredly, as I checked the time to


    see it was a few minutes to ten.


    There was a rush of adrenaline in me and I


    breathed in the cool air surrounding us as if trying to take a piece of the excitement in the air along with me.


    The air was vibrant and filled with


    smiles andughter and it was like I shouldn’t leave.


    The panda Mac had given me sat in my hand and I rubbed my fingers over the head as Mac and I sat on a bench we had found.


    We said nothing, only bathing in the


    silence between us. It wasn’t an awkward silence as if one had an argument or


    something. No, this silence wasforting, cool and peaceful


    It was like saying I was enjoying your


    pany. Because despite all of Mac’s ws, it was still kinda cool hanging out with him.


    He had a sick sense of temper andughter


    that was transferable and I couldn’t help joining him.


    The stars twinkled above us and drowned


    myself in its beauty as it glittered above us.


    I turned to Mac who had his eyes closed in bliss and I touched him softly.


    He opened those blue eyes and stared at me


    curiously, sitting up.


    “So are you prepared for the History


    test tomorrow?” I asked, concerned that maybe because we had hung out too


    much today he hadn’t had the time to read.


    “Are you seriously asking that on a


    date?” Mac chuckled and I frowned


    “Of course, Mr. Brown’s test is


    usually tough.”


    Mac scoffed, rxing against the chair


    once more. “I don’t care much about school,” He said and it sparked my interest.


    “Why?” I asked, finding myself more inquisitive.


    “I prefer enjoying life. It’s fun, I


    don’t have to read for it or cram stupid Greek names like Zeut,” He said and Iughed.


    “It’s Zeus, let me exin, it’s


    pretty interesting if you pay attention.”


    “Oh no, please,” Mac pleaded and reached to cover his ears but I held him down andughed.


    “There were three immortal Greek gods.


    They were all brothers. Their names were Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades,” I started to say, remembering exactly how it was in my notebook.


    “They were the sons of Kronos, who was


    the Titan god of time and the ages, especially time where regarded as destructive and all-devouring. He ruled the cosmos during the so-called Golden Age of the Greeks, after castrating and deposing his father Ouranos into the sky. Later he received a prophecy from the Oracle of Delphi that his son


    would be the conqueror of. In fear of a prophecy that he would in turn be


    overthrown by his son, Kronos swallowed each of his children as soon as


    they were born.”


    “This is so boring, how do you


    remember all this stuff?” Mac groaned, reaching for his ears but I pinned his hands down once more.


    “Rhea managed to save the youngest,


    Zeus, by hiding him away on the ind of Crete, fed Kronos a stone wrapped


    in the swaddling clothes of an infant. The god grew up, forced Kronos to


    disgorge his swallowed offspring, and led the Olympians in a ten-year war


    against the Titans, before driving them defeated into the pit, of what we call


    hell. Do you know what it’s called?” I asked Mac and he nodded.


    “Yes, the pit of silence and I don’t


    give a fuck about Greek Myth.” He whined and Iughed softly.


    “Tartarus. It’s where all Mythological


    monsters and beings go after being destroyed, Except for gods, who fade away if


    they lose too many supporters and prayers. I don’t want you to fail the rest


    tomorrow because we hung out and wasted so much time meant for reading.” I


    said, a wave of guilt washing over me.


    “Trust me, this isn’t a waste of time.


    I want to get a football schrship so I just need to win the inter-school game that’s all. School is just a side thing.” Mac said and I nodded, understanding him perfectly.


    “Hanging out with you wasn’t as boring


    as I thought,” I said, letting go of Mac and pushing a bang of my hair behind my ears.


    It fell out and covered my eyes and before


    I could reach for it once more, Mac took it and ced it behind my ears and it stayed this time.


    A rush of excitement went through me and I


    flushed, moving my face away from him as Mac stared intently at me.


    “I want to know more about you Elena


    and I’m serious,” He said and I blushed deeply, standing up quickly.


    “There’s nothing to know, I’m a Greek


    mythology fan, I swim and I sleep for fun,” I said and Mac chuckled loudly.


    “That’s not true, the girl I hung out with is fun and there’s a lot about you in these blue eyes of yours,” Mac said, standing up to stay beside me I tried to hide my face away from him, but he put his hand on my cheeks and forced my eyes to meet his.


    “These blue eyes hold a lot of adventure awaiting to be unlocked,” He said so passionately and it only remained a tiny bit for me to swoon over him.


    “The only adventure I want is to Greece,” I said as I continued the talk on History, “So many human generationster, Zeus released Kronos and his brothers from this prison, and made the old Titan king of the Elysian Inds, home of the blessed dead,


    Kronos was essentially the same as Kronos, the primordial god of time in the Orphic Theogonies. Afterward, the Greek gods and goddesses, or sons and daughters of Kronos, married each other and had kids with each other. Like Zeus’ daughter, there was Athena, who grew out of Zeus’ head, bing the brainchild.”


    I said and Mac groaned before pulling me


    against his chest and sealed my lips with his.
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