REFLECTION OF THE GODS:

A BSG FIC.

At that moment, Kara was trying to analyze the same trig problem that had Lee faced earlier, except she was also struggling to keep awake. The only two things that were keeping her conscious were the importance of the CSAT to the rest of her life, and the pounding headache that the aspirin hadn't even made a dent in. "A viper jet is launched from a battlestar from a launch tube with the aid of its own engines and an automated catapult. The thrust of it's engines is 2.3 x 10(5) N. In being launched from rest, it moves through a distance of 87 m and has a kinetic energy of blah, blah blah..." My head hurt just reading this! Was I awake when Mr. Freeman went over this in math class? Was I ever awake in math class?

Suddenly, out of the blue, the answer came to her. Whew! That was easier than I thought. Where did that come from? Movin' on. A few minutes later, it happened again with another difficult problem, and again after a few minutes more. Wow! The caffeine must really be kicking in. During the history and culture section, the language section, same thing–it was like her brain had woken up from a 15 year nap and was doing a full gym workout. Geez, at this rate, I might even pass. The thought of telling her mom and the assholes at the park that she kicked ass on the CSAT filled her with a hope that she previously hadn't dared to dream of. Lords of Kobol, hear my prayer. Thank you for getting me here, in spite of my faults. Thank you for giving me hope for getting into the Fleet Academy. And thank you, thankyouthankyouthankyou Apollo, God of Learning, for taking pity on my poor brain."

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"You're welcome." Apollo grins as he takes in her words. "You called her dirty and unloved...You never mentioned devout as well."

"Just tell me if she passes."

Apollo closed his eyes once more.

"She'll get a 1049 out of 1600. Not stellar, but more than enough to ensure that she'll have that fighting chance."

Artemis gives her brother a big hug and peck on the lips. "You're the best brother a goddess could have."

"Anything for you, Sis."

"Hey, let's celebrate! Dionysus' got a new brew he's breaking out today. He say's it'll knock you sandals off. But first, we gotta do something about your fuzz."

As he starts to stand, he rubs his chin, feeling just how far he let himself go. Hmm, gotta stop by my room for a shave. I don't think I bent all my razors. He felt light on his feet. Heck, he was in such a good mood that the prospect of spending time with the Drunk didn't even bother him at all. Besides, life was good.

And Lee gets a 1520, without any help from me.

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A few hours later, Lee was alone, sitting under a large oak tree. All around him, he saw groups of the traumatized, comparing notes and bemoaning their prospects. Him...he liked the quiet. He closedhis eyes, feeling himself decompress from the stress of six weeks of almost constant studyContent to let his mind drift, he had no thoughts of his future. Just the feel of the rough bark on his back and the dampness of the grass underneath him (it was probably going to soak his jeans, but no matter).

His bliss was interrupted–much to his annoyance-- by two loud voices.

"Gods, I think I might have pulled this one out of my ass!" Kara was jumping up and down, gesturing wildly as if she'd made the winning goal of a championship pyramid game. "I mean, I can hardly believe that I was able to figure out what the frakking metaphor was for 'Hercules Rising'.

"Speaking of asses", Karl interrupted, playfully waving a hand near his nose, "You smell like one. Why don't you come over to my house, take a shower, and throw those stinking clothes in the wash?"

"Are you trying to get into my pants, Karl?"

"No, I just want to spare the lives of anybody taking public transportation with you."

"Frak off!" She turned around to punch Karl in the arm, when she spotted the boy under the tree.

Lee opened his eyes, and was transfixed. He didn't see the blue hair, the lack of hygiene, or even her companion. All he could see was that she had the most vivacious hazel-green eyes, and a smile that would have bowled him over, if he already hadn't been sitting down.

Though still walking slowly backwards, Kara's attention was on the bluest pair of eyes she'd ever seen. And the rest of him doesn't look bad either. He looked like a square, but he was giving her a look that sent a pleasant flutter down her stomach, making her want to mess up his perfect hair...

Suddenly, the magic was broken when the sound of a car horn and a woman's voice intruded. Lee had only turned away for a few seconds to wave at his mother. When looked back, the bewitching, green-eyed girl was gone.

THE END