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She woke up feeling crest falling, disconcerted, lost; she grabbed the sides of her sit and looked around. Her father was parking the car in a station, her mother slept peacefully in front of her. So much calm emanating from her that she couldn't believe that in a few months she would be dead of cancer. Athena and her parents had done all the travel from Salamanca to that little town in the north of Catalonia after her mother decided to spend what was left of her life in her born place. Athena went mad when she learned. No, she just couldn't leave Salamanca for a small town, lost in the middle of the Costa Brava for a year! She wasn't usually selfish but she couldn't help to already feel the nostalgia attacking her heart.

His father saw she was awake and smiled at her.

- Is there a long way to Blanes?

- No , we just left Zaragoza, there's more or less two more hours of driving. So relax, it's going to be a long day tomorrow. – She nodded and rested her head against the window. Do it for your mother, Athena. We'll be all grateful. That was what her father had told her thousands of times and she tried to convince herself it was true… But she just loved too much her streets, the humor and the air of the University… God, she wanted so badly to enter that place. Better than Madrid, better than Barcelona… the only think she didn't liked was the dry weather of Castilla León, and the sea, she had always dreamed to go to the sea. With that in mind her sadness left her slowly: you will see the sea every day, Athena. I promise. I'll do it for you mum. She muttered before closing her eyes again and letting Chopin rock her to sleep.

- Athena, wake up. – She woke up surprised. It was 1:00 am, the streets were still and calm, and from time to time a couple of adults or teens appeared out of the corner. They looked curiously at them, smiled, and continued walking.

- We arrived? – She couldn't help feeling stupid, but she was completely lost, still rocked by the furious sea and winter, ragging the beaches of Mallorca.

- Yes come on, I need help with the baggage. – She nodded rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. After being charged of five oversized bags she walked down the street to the small flat her parents had loaned for one year. That was when he heard behind her a cheerful group of teenagers, she tried to walk faster, she was getting tired…

- Escolta Pos, què són aquests modals?! (Hey Poseidon, who do you think you are?)

- Què passa Artemisa?( What? What's wrong?)

- Ostres, noi. No ens has presentat els teus nous beïns!(God's sake, man. You didn't told us you had new comers!) – Said a girl, she turned to see one girl pointing at her with her chin while grabbing the arm of a tall guy in jeans and sweatshirt, his hoodie pulled over.

- No sabia que teniem invitats. Només sé que el veil Vicente habia alquilat la casa. No sabia qu'arrivarien avui (I didn't know. I just found out that Old Vicente had loaned his house).- the lad started to walk towards her, Athena stopped in her tracks. The guy smiled at her while he pulled back his hoodie. His short hair was black, while his green eyes greeted her with interest. He wasn't the most handsome guy she'd ever meet, but it was obviously someone nice to be around...at least with a first glance.

- Hey, d'òn vens?(Hey, where are you from?) - Athena stared at him, catalans, always so proud of they're language... well, she then thought, if Salamanca was to get rid of her cathedral and their humour, it wouldn't be the same again. –Oh, sorry. Were are you from?

- I'm from Salamanca. – He raised an eyebrow.

- That's... Castilla la Mancha, no?

- No, it's Castilla León.

- Oh, sorry. I'm aweful in geography. Proof to be told I don't even know if Andorra is in Africa or not. – the other girl, Artemis, started laughing at his comment, while Athena just stared at him. He couldn't be that dump, could he?

- No, that's in the frontier between Spain and France, remember?

- Oh, yes! I do. Sorry as I said I'm an ignorrant. – He smiled goofly at her, while Artemise appeared next to him, while she rolled her eyes. She was taller than her, tanned, like the other guy and strong, her clear brown curly hair was pulled in a bun, reavealing those blue eyes, wellcoming and cheerful, she seemed inteligent and nice, in all she looked perfect.

- Forgive our so stupid cheerboy, Poseidon. He's just really proud to finally got a 5 on Maths.

- Hey! I'm not a scientific, you know. I'm a dreamer! – he turned around and started chanting. – Imagine all the peopooole living for today, AhAAhAAH AhAhAAAAAH! - he ended up screaming the last part while all his friends laughed and cheered, Athena couldn't help but join in. Poseidon brought his left hand to his chest, while bowing elegantly. – Thank you, everyone! I know you all love me so much.

- Get lost, Pos! – screamed another guy with messy black hair while rubbing his side, probalby a year older than everyone else and dip black eyes.

- Thank you Ares. We all love you as well. – He turned back to her, that wide sincere smile over his lips. – So why did you come to our beautiful and lost town?

- First, what's your name? – Artemise interrupted

- I'm Athena. And I came here because my mother wanted to come back to her town.

- Why? It's quite a long trip from Salamanca.

- We made a hault at Madrid, yesterday.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Cool, so you enjoyed your trip? – Athena nodded vigorously her head. It was true that she had enjoyed the voyage, but she had felt as if a piece of her heart had stayed at Salamanca and the rest of her body wanted to go back to find it. – Well then, welcome. – Artemise smiled at her. – Pos, lives just two doors from your flat. – She pointed a small house with two flats. – There...

- Last floor. – he completed, while nodding.

- Well, thanks guys. I should be going. – all six of them smiled at her and started walking back their way. Athena looked down at the huge baggage she was holding. She should have asked them to help her, she thought.

- Do you want a little help? – she turned to see Poseidon, smiling at her. She couldn't help feeling her cheeks burning. She looked down quickly so he wouldn't notice and handed him two bags while nodding.

- Yeh sure. But won't you get in trouble? – He shrugged nonchanaly.

- I live next door, it's fine if I get two minutes late. My father won't kill me. – they were up the stairs when her father appeared.

- God sake, Athena. I thought you were lost! And...who's this young man? – She wanted to laugh, first night and she already brought a guy with her. Oh God, her father was going to be so gelous.

- Dad, this is Poseidon, he offered himself to help me. I just met him and his friends a minute ago. Pos, can I call you that? – He shrugged again, a light smirk playing on his lips. – Ok, so Pos, this is my father...

- Enchanted. – Poseidon smiled fully at the man in front of him, while shaking his hand. – I live next door and I knew the owner of the house you rented, old buddy of mine. So if you want anything you know where to find me.

- Of course. – his father smiled while studdying the nonchalant young man in front of him. – We will call you, now Athena and I need to rest, it's been a long day. – Poseidon nodded firmly.

- Yeh, quite a long trip from Salamanca. – Before her father could say anything, he turned to her and smile. – Well, see you tomorow. Bye. – he left the two bags on the steps and ran down the way to the street while whitseling a joyful tunne. She turned a smile over her lips.

- Well, that was quick. – he muttered. Athena couldn't help but burst out laughing. Oh, it probably wouldn't be that bad, living in Blanes.