The Gods

Part 7

Nico pulled into the school parking lot and drove until he found a space. He backed the jeep into the space and turned off the engine. He opened the door and after grabbing his bagpack he got out of the car. Closing his door with a soft slam, he locked his car and headed towards the main entrance. He hated Monday's. It meant the end of the weekend and the start of another school week. Nico always had hated Mondays and always would.

As Nico walked up the stairs that led to the main entrance, Emma, a popular blonde hair, blue eyed girl saw him. She left her friends and ran towards him, though you couldn't call it running. Girls like Emma never ran properly, they were too 'girly' to run properly. Girls who were usually very popular and were usually dating the jocks or popular guys, didn't run for anything. If they had to run they ran like they were in high heals and they had to hold their hands up in the air.

Once she reached him, she looked down at herself to make sure she hadn't ruined her outfit or gotten it creased or anything like that. Otherwise she would look like a idiot in front of the hottest guy in school. Nico watched her, trying not to laugh. The way she had ran towards him, it was pretty obvious her outfit wasn't going to change its appearance from where she had been standing with her friends to now where she was standing in front of him. Once she was satisfied that she hadn't 'ruined' her outfit, she looked up at Nico. "Heya," she smiled, as she moved to stand next to him so she could wrap her manicured hands around his arm, hugging herself to it. Nico shrugged her off. Girls always threw themselves at him and he always ended up shrugging them off. Girls like that annoyed him, they didn't need to be in his face all the time, afraid that he was looking at some other girl. But Nico wasn't like that. If he had a girlfriend he would pay full attention to her and not look at other girls. He wasn't a jerk. He may hang out with some, but he wasn't like them. Though he didn't have a girlfriend often, he didn't see why he should pretend to like a girl, he rather really like a girl and date her instead of secretly hating her while dating her.

"How was your weekend?" she asked, her eyes saddening because he'd shrugged her off. Nico shrugged, not really paying attention to the conversation. She smiled, trying to look like she didn't mind that he was obviously not paying attention. "I'll see you later gorgeous," she smiled at him before running to join her friends. Her friends watched her come back. Once she had reached them, she whispered to them. They all looked over at him then dropped their heads and started giggling, all the while their eyes kept darting back to him. She was probably telling them about how they'd 'bonded'.

Nico ignored their stupid giggling and walked through the main entrance. As he walked he could feel that people were watching him. Girls wanted to be girl with while guys wanted to be his friend, mainly so they could try to get with the hottest girls in the school. It wasn't Nico being bigheaded, it was just well known fact that guys and girls were like that. Except for a select few, including the girl that mattered most to him, his best friend. Nico smiled easily at people as he walked past them. He accepted high fives off random guys and jokingly winked at a few girls as he walked passed them. They shrieked and giggled like mad. It was all a part of being the popular guy in high school. To someone who was used to being the most popular guy in school, it was easy. Everyone always found everything you said was 'amazing' even if it was stupid, and you could never do anything wrong. Even some of the teachers let the popular kids get away with shit then blamed it all on the nerds or the 'freaks'.

But next year after every other senior had graduated from high school, they would either go to continue their education in collage or went to find a job somewhere. But when everyone went to do either of those, Nico would be going to the Underworld to learn how to run the place and to work for his father.

Nico smiled as he walked down the hall and saw who was standing next to his locker. Well she wasn't standing next to his really, she was standing in front of hers, opening her own locker. They'd been good friends since middle school when Nico and his mom had moved to the area. They had to move away from their old area because people had started asking questions about who Nico's father was. Sophie had been the only kid in the whole year that had been friendly enough to come up to him and be nice enough to show him around. Back then he hadn't been the 'hot' guy that everyone knew. Once he had been a shy kid who used to hide away from attention. It was so far back, he was nothing like that now. But then he had gotten hotter therefore more popular so he and Sophie had started to drift apart in school. They still had hang out all the time outside of school but in school they only said 'hi' once in a while and sometimes spoke. But Nico still cared about her. She was still his best friend and always would be. They may have drifted apart but they still had to see each other at school so they did speak sometimes.

He reached his locker and grinned. "Hey Soph," he greeted, standing in front of his locker, facing her and leaned one of his shoulders against it. But when she didn't reply, he frowned. She just kept her head inside her locker. "Hello?" he said as he tapped her locker door that was the barrier between them. Sophie looked around the locker door.

"What?" she asked as she looked back inside her locker. Nico couldn't help but grin because he knew she was mad at him.

"I was only saying hello," he grinned. He knew he was annoying her even more but he couldn't help it. It was fun. But he did feel kind of mean. He tried to get inside her head to try and figure out what was wrong but he couldn't. that meant she had closed him out of his mind. He had taught her a while back how to close her mind off if she didn't want him to read it. But he couldn't remember why had done it. Probably because he was bored at the time but more likely because she had made him. She hated her mind being read but he had to do it sometimes because he needed to figure out what was wrong with her so he could make it better. But since he had taught her, it meant he couldn't look into his head anytime he wanted to now. Sophie sighed and closed her locker door. After placing her folders into her arms so they weren't hurting her arms too much, she looked up at him.

"I need to go to the office. Mr Porter wants to see me," she told him. Then before he could ask why or say anything else, she turned away and hurried down the corridor. Nico sighed and leant away from his locker before opening. What had he done wrong now?

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