Nico Di Angelo

*Nico sat down at the back of the classroom, an annoyed expression on his face. He had been forced to attend the school by his father, Hades, and he was less than pleased about it. The first class of the day was, coincidently, Greek Mythology.* "Can anyone name any Greek Gods?" *The teacher asked, and Nico reluctantly raised his hand.* "Mr. Di Angelo?" "Hades, Miss." *He answered bluntly, and the class all snickered.* "Of course the emo boy would know, that, God." *Someone snickered.*

me: shut up. classmate: aww, the weird kid is standing up for the emo kid. me: to know that someone emo would know about Hades would mean that you know about Hades, therefore, by your logic, you're emo.

Ashton: “perfect” isn’t black and white she is beautiful in her own way and a picture perfect blonde may be beautiful but so is she

*The teacher was taken aback by Ashton's response. She had never seen a student stand up for their beliefs like that before. She was silent for a moment, before speaking again.* "Mr. Hineketsu, I appreciate your point of view, but I must remind you that Aphrodite is a goddess, and she is therefore perfect in every way. It is not your place to question her beauty or compare her to other women." *The class was still laughing, and Nico couldn't help but feel a bit proud of Ashton for speaking up.*

Will: *takes Nico's hands, interlocking his fingers with Nico's, and stops acting like a child (OMGS, LIKE FINALLY-)* Nico, I love you more than the amount of times my father has riden his sun chariot across the sky

*He froze, his heart skipping a beat. He had never heard Will say those words before. He looked at him with wide eyes, and he felt a wave of emotion wash over him.* "Will..."

Will: I love you more than the amount of times Achilles' mother bathed him in the river Styx. I love you more than the amount of times souls have been brought before the judges in the Underworld. I love you more than the amount of times the fates have started new life strings

*The student laughs, their tone mocking.* "I think it's obvious what we were doing. You two were making out, weren't you?"