A/N:
I just finished watching the echo episode...who knew that Neil liked
show tunes? Disclaimer: I do not own Class of the Titans...if
I did...Id get Odie to do my math homework for me.
She
looks at herself instead of looking at you, and so doesn't know you.
During the two or three little outbursts of passion she has allowed
herself in your favor, she has, by a great effort of imagination,
seen in you the hero of her dreams, and not yourself as you really
are. (Page 401, 1953 Penguin Edition, trans. Margaret R.B.
Shaw).
Dear Neil,
I have awesome news! I'm coming to stay with you. Isn't that great? I'll get to see what school is like for you. I've missed you so much. It's been far too long...five years was it? Anyways, it doesn't matter, from the last picture you sent me I can see that you've grown a lot taller...no fair! I'll be arriving next week. My departure and arrival times are enlisted in the attachment below.
P.S. What were those monkeys doing in that picture anyways?
Love, Mel
Guys, guys, the shrill almost effeminate sounding voice of a blond haired boy filled the large, open room.
What is it Neil, answered a gruff but gentle sounding as well as very tall young man.
Yah
break another nail, a small red haired girl piped up.
No!...and
if I did I wouldn't tell you, look at your cuticles...there
shot.
The young girl waved her fingers in front of the
blondes face.
Stop iiiiiiit, youll get icky Atlanta
cuticle cooties all over me!
Calm down you two, what
did you want to tell us Neil?, a brown haired, lean looking boy
settled himself between the two teens who were presently engaged in a
contest for who could stick their tongues out the longest at each
other.
The good- looking young man made one last rather crude looking face at his red haired classmate, and cleared his throat.
Well...my sister's coming to stay with us! isn't that great?Silence filled every crevice of the room.
YOU HAVE A SISTER?
The currently standing, excited looking boy cringed and covered his ears.
Yes...you don't have to shout. She arrives
tomorrow. I got her e- mail a week ago...but I forgot to tell you. I
was far too busy trying to find the right shade of foundation. All
those studio lights at my last shoot did murder on my skin...they
make you all sweaty an-
The boy was cut off by an arsenal
of questions being fired at light speed. Once the questions and
confused friends had calmed down, Neil began to answer.
So...I
expect you to all be on your best behaviour tomorrow, he said,
shooting a very evil look at Atlanta, I haven't seen Mel in five
years! I want to make a good impression of course. What?...it's
not like she's your girlfriend,
No...But I need to be her cool older brother...I still want her to look up to me.
Oh no, what on earth are you going to wear, Atlanta said sarcastically.
A look of utter shock crossed the attractive boys face.
Oh my god your right, he cried, running out of the room.
Enjoy?...snuh?...I hope so. This is my first Class of the Titans fic, but it defiantly won't be my last.