greek gods in new york

01

"Whoa-"

Cheerleader Catherine standing in front of me has blond hair and blue eyes, long legs and thin waist, with a bright smile like the sun at eight o'clock in the morning, but she mercilessly raised a whole bucket of green paint.

I took two steps back, but a small amount of paint still splashed on my clothes.

"Catherine, what are you doing?!"

"Hi."

The cheerleaders just threw away the paint bucket, slowly took out a wet wipe from their bag, and wiped their hands: "Sorry, I didn't see anyone passing by."

I clenched my fists suddenly.

Catherine gave me a disdainful look: "You want to hit someone?"

Want to, but can't.

Because my friend Meryl, who I grew up with, is preparing to apply for the school cheerleading team.And this Catherine, who deliberately splashed my paint, is the cheerleader of the freshman in high school.

It's up to Meryl to nod if she's going to join the cheerleading squad.

So I had to hold back my anger.

This made Catherine very proud, she raised her eyebrows, and a mocking expression appeared on her beautiful face.

"Everyone grew up in the neighborhood, who doesn't know who," Catherine said eccentrically, "a daughter of a long-distance delivery driver, and wants to be a hero in school and bring justice?"

When the words fell to the ground, several servants behind Catherine laughed and laughed.

"Nicole wants to be the savior!"

"I've seen too many superhero movies, but it's a pity that there is no Spider-Man in the real world, let alone your turn to save the world."

"I remember that your father still has problems in his mind, Nicole, can he afford your tuition!"

I took a deep breath.

Can't shoot!

If you are as knowledgeable as them, you will lose, and Meryl will be sad.

I looked down at the green paint on my body, gritted my teeth, chose to look away, and turned to leave.

The laughing and laughing voices of several cheerleaders echoed behind him.

My name is Nicole Hawke, I am 15 years old, and I am a freshman in Changjie Middle School.

Before entering high school, Catherine and I didn't get along very well, and there was no shortage of friction in the three years of junior high school.

After entering high school, Catherine joined the cheerleading team as she wished relying on her dance foundation and pretty face, and became a man of the hour in Changjie Middle School, with many followers.

And my friend Meryl wanted to apply to join the cheerleading team, and Catherine took my pulse and made trouble for me every day.

We have been enemies for many years and know each other well, so she naturally knows what to say to hurt me.

Said that I am a single-parent family, only my father since childhood, and his brain is not very good.

This is not a curse, not a slander, but a fact.

15 years ago, my mother died of dystocia, and then my father was hit hard. Since then, he closed his heart, did not talk to others, and did not communicate with the outside world. Do people who can't speak.

Catherine knew about it, and would bring it up every time she rubbed against me.

As for what her follower said about the savior and saving the world...

After walking out of the club activity center, I stopped.

Standing outside the building, the floor-to-ceiling windows reflect my reflection: sweater trousers, backpack, and short black hair that is easy to manage, an ordinary high school girl.

But I have a shocking secret that cannot be revealed to outsiders.

I am a descendant of the ancient Greek gods.

Yes, superheroes do not exist in this world.No Spiderman, no Batman, no Transformers and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

But the characters in myths and legends, whether they are heroes or gods, are real.

Heroes are made of flesh and blood, and their lifespan is limited, and they will die if they don't live a hundred years.

But the gods are immortal, they have always existed, and they have existed until the 21st century.

The modern society is full of technology, and the immortal god who reveals his identity will either be regarded as a lunatic or a monster.Therefore, in order to avoid trouble, the gods of the old era prefer to remain anonymous and live in the world of ordinary people.

Humans don't know that gods are by their side, but as a descendant of gods, I naturally know the hidden identities of my relatives.

For example--

I turned my head and saw an otaku holding a tablet computer, watching the speech of Ms. Robert, the Minister of Education of New York State.

This Ms. Robert is agile and resolute. After taking office, she passed three bills in succession and was well received by the public.She is said to be preparing to run for governor of New York State.

Such a strong woman with both ability and appearance has many fans even among teenagers.

And I know that Ms. Robert is the goddess of wisdom and war, Athena, one of the twelve main gods of Olympia.

For example-

I walked out of the school gate, and I heard the girls next to me chatting about the new movie of the popular superstar Mickey Elton.

The Academy Awards in recent years have become more and more boring. Some media commented that the appearance of this Mickey Elton "saved Hollywood".

He has bright blond hair and light blue eyes. After capturing the hearts of many girls in many romance films, he turned to filming many science fiction films and drama films, and even made amazing contributions in several literary films. acting.

I don't know if Mickey Elton can save Hollywood, but I know that this handsome man is actually Apollo, the God of Light who is idle and bored to join the entertainment industry.

It's a pity that even knowing this, it can't change the fact that Meryl can't join the cheerleading team.

If she joined the cheerleading squad, she would be bullied by Catherine; if she couldn't join the cheerleading squad, Catherine would threaten me one after another.

It is better to persuade Meryl to give up, I sigh in my heart.

The children of the poor should be in charge of the family early, and the children of the poor are still fools. Not only must they be in charge of the family early, but they must also independently solve the problem of school bullying and try not to cause trouble for their father.

My dad has worked hard enough, I can't let him worry about me anymore.

Besides, he is not here now, and it will take two months for a long-distance transportation.

As usual, I took the school bus home. After getting off the bus, I took out my mobile phone and sent a message to my godfather Fernando to report that he was safe.

The students of Changjie Middle School basically live in the neighborhood, and the school bus is only 15 minutes away from my house.

If Dad works well, he won't be back until next week.

While responding to Godfather Fernando’s message and declining his proposal to come and accompany me, I was thinking about what to have for dinner tonight.

There's still pasta and bolognese in the fridge to take care of.But there's not enough dog food, and I have to buy it tomorrow morning for my dog ​​walk, and—

The following thoughts stopped abruptly when I saw an uninvited guest sitting in front of my house.

It was a man, nearly fifty years old, like a homeless man, just leaning on the handrail of the steps and drowsy.

The "tramp" has a completely decent appearance: a suit and leather shoes, a strong physique.His gray hair and beard of the same color were carefully groomed, his beard could not cover his handsome eyebrows and high nose bridge, and his expensive clothes enhanced his extraordinary temperament.Even if he is five or sixty years old at first glance, he is still a handsome old man who can trick many little girls and big sisters into bed——

I stopped and the handsome old man shook his head and opened his eyes.

When he saw me, he woke up suddenly, with a friendly smile on his wrinkled handsome face: "Nicole, my dear..."

I rolled my eyes and walked right past him to the door.

The old handsome guy was very embarrassed: "Nicole——"

Me: "Get out of the way."

The handsome old man stretched out his arm and stopped me.

"I'm here for business," he said solemnly, "I have to have a good talk with you."

"If you don't get out of the way, I'll call the police." As I spoke, I took out my phone.

"I'm your grandpa!"

The old handsome guy's eyes widened immediately, his face imprinted with traces and charm of wind and frost was not angry and majestic, that is called a majestic and full of aura.

"The head of the twelve main gods of the Olympian pantheon, the supreme god Zeus," he said loudly, "How could you do this to me?!"

That's right, the handsome old man in front of him who looks suave and handsome despite his age is the scumbag Zeus in Greek mythology.

In the era of theocracy in BC, it is estimated that these words can scare ordinary people into fainting.

Unfortunately, this is the 21st century.

I said blankly, "Oh, save this for the police."

Zeus was immediately discouraged.

"Don't, don't, my dear Nicole," he hurriedly pressed my hand that was about to call 911, "I really have something serious to do, and it's extremely urgent. This time, the important task of saving the old gods and the world falls on you !"

I have a sudden meal.

The words Catherine's servant mocked me just now still ring in my ears, quite harsh.

"Quite a savior", "It's not your turn to save the world"——

what if i could

Is it possible for Meryl to successfully enter the cheerleading squad, no longer be bullied and threatened by Catherine, or even cure my dad's mental problems and lead a normal life?

My hand, which was about to call the police, stopped in the end.

"Save the world," I asked, "what do you mean?"

Zeus smiled, and then he touched his belly: "Come in and tell me, is there anything to eat? Your grandpa and I haven't eaten for two days."

I:"……"

It's too late to call 911!