Victoria Thief and the Titan's Return

My Teacher Smells Like A Barn

 "Now who can tell me who the Greek god of thievery is?" my history teacher 

droned on. I slumped my head on my desk, bored. On the side of me, Ellie 

waves her hand aggressively in the air. "Yes Miss Rosa?" "Hermes is the Greek 

god of thievery, also lies and trickery" she states, sounding like one of those 

mythological books she likes so much.

This class was boring. I tapped my feet impatiently under my desk, and 

doodled on my hand. Nothing special, just a staff with two snakes wrapped 

around it.My name is Victoria Thief. The last name is ironic, considering that's 

what I am. While Ellie turns around for a second, I swipe a pencil off her desk, 

she has them all in a neat row, perfectly sharpened. 

"Now Miss Thief, what are Hades henchmen called?" Mr Salowitz asks. "Uhh, 

the death demons" I say lamely. Next to me Ellie is practically jumping out of 

her seat to answer. Mr Salowitz looks at me sharply. "See me after class Miss 

Thief". Then he calls on Ellie. She gets the question right. Typical.

After class, I march up to Mr Salowitz's desk, slouching like a demented giraffe. 

"I don't understand Miss Thief. You're a smart girl. How is it that you cannot 

answer even the simplest question?" he asks. His voice is soft, he isn't angry. 

Somehow, this is worse than being yelled at. I feel like I've let him down. "I 

don't know" I answer in a monotone voice. He smells like something weird. A 

barnyard animal? Strange. "Well unless you do the extra credit essay, I'm 

afraid you'll be failing this term" he says sadly. I just look down at the floor. "Is 

there anything at all, that you want to tell me Miss Thief?" he asks. "No sir" I 

reply. "You may go now" he says. 

I walk out the door quickly, but meander at my locker, and stop at the 

bathroom. I'm definitely not ugly, with my dark coffe skin and curly black hair. 

But I look really tired. My hair is frizzy from the humidity. My eyes are 

bloodshot, and my skin is dull. I splash my face with cold water and turn to 

leave. As it always does when I have to go home, my stomach drops.

    Author's Note: I'm not sure this will get any reads, but I might as well try. To anyone reading this, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter.😄😄😄😄