Chapter 2

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Venus

This world we live in although it's unbelievable but it is real. Greek Gods will always and forever reincarnate. Rarely would the Gods reincarnate together or even meet. There's a group whose ancestors have been followers of the Greek Gods, they would always inform the parents if their child is a reincarnation of the Gods. It's for peace, they said.

I've learned all of this in my fifth year elementary grade, and last year, in my tenth grade. It is said that when a reincarnation child dies before the age of forty, terrible things would befall the Earth. That is why we are being kept in watch of the secret group. Although the school teaches this, they would never really know who is the reincarnated child. It's for our safety, they said. There were cases that the reincarnation child would befall danger or would be taken advantage of because of our powers, although I have no idea how.

We were also taught the reincarnated children would be able to sense one another. It's quite rare for us to meet. In most cases, we are spread across the world. To tell you the truth, I've actually met one and he's quite handsome.

It's all about beauty. When I was five I was told that I am the reincarnation of Aphrodite, the Goddess of Beauty although I was ugly and chubby when I was young. It didn't matter though, I'm different from when I was younger. Being the reincarnation of Aphrodite, really saved me from my terrible past. My power awoken when I was ten, and with this power, I'll never be bullied again. What's my power? Simple, my power is to stay beautiful, and it's all thanks to Aphrodite.

"There's the slut again."

I'm used to it. I always hear words like those from the other girls. They don't even know me personally, yet say many things at me. When you're ugly, you're bullied. When you're beautiful, you're a slut. The world is really hopeless- no, the people are. Well, I am hopeless myself either way.

Well it's not their fault that all the boys want me. They always give me those flirtatious eyes. It's them who comes to me, not the other way around. Ever since my powers awoken, nothing really changed. Girls secretly hate me, boys fight over me. It's dumb. I wonder how Aphrodite-no, the past me dealt with this.

"I bet she sleeps with all the boys in her class."

I may be dating several boys at the same time, but I don't sleep with them. I've always told them that all they would get is my attention, not my body. The boys would always agree believing that one day I'll allow them to touch me. Their pride is quite big. I know I've always been bitch, but it's all for show. They don't ignore me and let me do everything I want, but they would backstab me when I'm not in their presence. The boys are no better, they would always talk about how to crawl on my bed. Like that would happen. I have people I hangout with and they call themselves my friends, yet I still feel alone. We would laugh even at my bullying nature. It's the only way to avoid me being the target again. Either you're the bully or the bullied. People who are bystanders are nothing because they're afraid of the bullies and at some point, they would be targeted.

I opened my eyes, it's morning again and I have to get ready for my eleventh grade in high school, I'm a junior now. I got dressed and went outside to the living room. Empty. Empty as always. My parents were always busy with their work then last year my parents needed to be in Paris for the company's expansion.

I have many boyfriends but most of them feel like strangers. Vulcan's the only one who I can regard as even a friend although he still hopes that I would fall for him. Maybe it's because he's also a reincarnated child. He's the reincarnation of the ugliest Greek Gods, Hephaestus. I was surprised myself since he's really handsome and the ladies' man. I've always thought that we are better suited as friends, but I fear that when I tell him that, he wouldn't approve and disappear from my life.

I grew up in a nice household, my parents were nice yet busy. I just want to have real friends yet it's so hard. Partly because I'm quite a bitch, but if I don't continue to be that kind of person, I should forget about even hoping that someone would even talk to me. I guess this is better since I'm alone inside my house, I wouldn't be able to cope with being alone in school. I might break down.

I went to the kitchen and microwaved the pasta from yesterday, then ate it slowly. After ten minutes, I left the condominium to go to my school. It wouldn't be a nice idea to be late on my first day being in my junior year.

As I walked towards my class, I heard my whispers about me although all of them greeted me good morning and waved at me. It's the same as always. Either gossip about me or just about anyone else. They even gossip about the affairs of our teachers. I guess they find that very amusing. I saw my 'friends', Violet, Maxy, and Travis. The boys love me and agree to what I say even when they don't make sense. Sometimes I really do agree on some rumors about me being a witch. The guys really do look under a spell when they're with me. I'm sure some of the students here already speculate that I'm a reincarnated child. The girlfriends of mine are quite nice, they would always laugh along with me when I made a student cry when she went too far gossiping about me.

They said hello and they continued chatting. I hardly even engage in a conversation, and would just always smile and nod. It's five minutes until the first bell would ring. I went into my class so did they. We may be friends but we all are in different classes. Although I have never felt friendship from them, I do feel thankful that they still hangout with me. Their presence is enough I do admit it.

One particular thing has caught my attention .

"Did you know there'll be two transfer students this year? Both of them will be in the same class too! I hope it's a hot guy."

Transfer huh? Maybe I'll make the guy fall for me. I'll play the role you gave me, I'll play it. It's always one-sided — the story is. No one has ever asked about my side, only theirs-even the boys I'm dating. I walked inside my class, girls were glaring at me while the boys stared shamelessly at me. I went to my seat and took out my phone. Messages pop out, there were many of them. Before I was about to close my phone, I saw a notification. It's from Vulcan.

After a few minutes, a middle aged man came inside.

"I'm Mr. Brown and I'll be your advisor from now on. I'm sure you've already heard rumors about two transfer students."

"Come in." He said.

A girl with long sea green hair wearing glasses came in. She looks so timid and kind of giving a nerdy vibe as if asking to be bullied. People are crazy for nerdy people or at least nerdy-looking people. I don't get bullied because of my attitude plus the boys won't tolerate it if I did. Another one was a boy. He had quite brownish hair and too long for a boy, covering his eyes. Another one asking to be bullied. They have to be careful, bullies are already targeting them. It would be too troublesome for me to associate with them, though it would be helpful if I bullied them instead, that way the others won't touch them since they're my prey. It's the only way I can think of.

I didn't pay any attention to what's happening. All I know is someone shouted something and the class started to laugh. At the corner of my eye I saw the new student passing me, and I felt something. 'Athena' I thought. I turned my head to the left and saw the new transfer student whom I don't know what's her name. That can't be Athena, I'm sure of it but deep down, I have a feeling she is a reincarnated child. A strong one at that.

Mr. Brown started to explain his so-called house rules and so did the other teachers. They're not important, I'll just shut myself inside my head. I turned to look at the transfer student. With such thick glasses I couldn't tell whether she has such beautiful eyes or not. She had her hair down, her bangs were too long. Are bangs a thing now to look more nerdy? I tried to spot the other transfer student on the other side of the room. Damn, his bangs are really long. I'm sure their fashion sense is okay, right? It's a good thing our school has a uniform.

Those two, I looked at them again. There's a feeling telling me that only one of the transfer students is a reincarnated child, both of them are. It seems that starting this year would be fun. The king and queen of the school and the sore losers of the school are reincarnated children. I wonder what will happen.

Class finished quickly today, the teachers just mainly discussed their house rules nothing more nothing less. Lunch was okay. My friends were noisy as always, Vulcan was by my side laughing at the jokes my friends threw at him. Our group is definitely receiving stares from the people. I do sometimes wonder if my friends enjoyed attracting the attention of others or maybe were just coping with it for me, somehow I wished it was the latter.

Vulcan was walking me home after I told him that I've felt someone following me. Kindly accept, he always does and never doubted me. He would always start a conversation with me as always like today although he knows I dislike speaking. I'm the so-called the bitch who only talks when she wants to. Just for today, I'll entertain him as thanks for walking me home. When I got home, someone called him. I knew it was his side chick, I'm not in a place to complain since I'm doing it also to him. I'd only wish he would tell me like I did to him. Well, I regard him as a friend. I'm also a shitty person like him, no I'm worse.

I went inside my condo. There's no one to greet me unlike before. I opened the lights, removed my shoes and wore my slides instead. I opened the refrigerator, I still have enough for two days. I need to stop by the supermarket tomorrow. I got some sausages and veggies, and cooked some rice. I'm too drained to cook a portion for tomorrow, I guess I'll just drink some milk and have some eggs for breakfast.

The food was average although not that tasty, at least I've eaten enough to survive. Lunch is always the best since I'll just order food from the canteen which is tastier than my own cooking. I washed the dishes and cleaned the dining table. I saw some dust starting to form on the floor, I guess I'll just call the cleaning service on Saturday. I washed myself and listened to music while my thoughts drifted away until I fell asleep.