“Come on you two, or we’ll be late!” Infinity calls to me and Hestia.
Odin was still living in the lowlands, but at least they didn’t have to work in the nuclear power plant anymore, the implosion of the government’s ideas had really raised everyone’s spirits (Except Persephone’s; she’s been whining constantly about how she hates the new regime and the lowlanders joining the school) I suppose that that life at school wasn’t great for the lowlanders, as they were constantly being shunned by Persephone, her lowlander-hating-boyfriend and the followers that worshipped her. A whole new hierarchy has come about since the lowlanders had been accepted back into society. There was the normal, popular group, but the few that liked the lowlanders, or had friends that had been moved there that have now re-joined the school, had been replaced by Persephone and the group now revolves around her.
She encourages her group to be malicious and spiteful to the lowlanders, and they always follow her orders, making school and especially the lunch queue, very difficult for them. Apart from the gang, which also pick on the lowlanders’ friends, I think that the lowlanders are doing okay at school, working their grades back up to the same standard as ours.
We spot Odin leaning casually against the school gate, one strap from his backpack slung casually over a shoulder, foot up against the main pole, dirty blond hair swept to the side, out of his eyes. I run over and give him a hug, he smiles.
“Thanks, you lot, for getting me and the rest of us out of that mess.” This must be the five-thousandth time he’d thanked us since the news got out, just over three weeks ago, he must be enjoying eating a regular amount again.
“No problem,” I say.
“Now come on, we'll be late for class,” Odin says
“How about we ditch?” I suggest playfully.
“You are coming to class whether you like it or not,” Odin states.
“Oh really now?” I cross my arms, “Make me.”
He laughs before picking me up and swinging me over his shoulder. I squeal.
“You asked me to make you.” He says, pacing across the school yard. I stop squirming and lift my head up, Infinity and Hestia walk behind us. They giggle, finding my current predicament incredibly amusing.
“It’s not funny,” I say in a sing-song voice, shaking my head.
“Oh yes it is,” Odin, Hestia and Infinity say.
“Well maybe it is a little,” I give in.
“Only a little bit though.”