Poseidon (The God Chronicles)

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    “It looks like someone needed a reason to throw a party,” he roared back, laughing.
    “Hey, Sy!” a girl screamed from the kitchen on the other side of the room. “Are you in for a game of Pong?”
    “No thanks, Ash,” he shouted back, waving.
    “Awe, come on!” He r short black hair fell in her eyes, as she pouted at him.
    “I’m driving,” he called back. “Not tonight.”
    “Fine, party pooper!” she hollered back before disappearing from view.
    “Are you thirsty?” he bellowed, turning back to me.
    “I don’t drink,” I answered.
    “Soda?”
    “Sure.”
    We wove our way through the crush of bodies that were taking up most of the living room, trying to avoid being rubbed up on. My ears pounded, a headache starting to build. I couldn’t remember if I’d ever been to a party this rowdy. Unfortunately, there were just as many people in the kitchen, screaming over the stereo.
    “Would you mind if I went outside for a minute?” I yelled, taking the can that Sy held out to me.
    “Mind if I join you?” he asked, leaning in close and speaking into my ear so he wouldn’t have to shout.
    “Sure,” I said, doing the same thing.
    We wove back through the “dance floor” and out the front door, wonderful quiet greeting us as we shut it behind us.
    “Wow,” Sy laughed. “I never would have pegged Jake as the type who would throw this kind of party.”
    “We are just a few blocks from the university,” I mused. “I imagine that’s where all of those people came from.”
    “I’m sorry I drug you out,” he apologized, taking a seat on the stoop. “If I’d known it was going to be like this and not just a few friends, I wouldn’t have worried about coming alone.”
    “It’s not a big deal,” I assured him with a laugh, joining him. “It was just really loud. We can go back in, if you’d like.”
    “There you are, Sy.” The girl from before, Ash, came walking around the corner of the house. “I was worried you’d left before I could get a dance.”
    “Hey, I thought you were playing Pong,” he said, flashing a smile her way.
    “It was boring,” she said nonchalantly. “Who’s this?” She eyed me up and down, distaste in her eyes.
    “Oh, sorry! This is Audrey—Audrey, Ash.”
    “Nice to meet you,” I said politely, despite the evil eye she was giving me.
    “ Audrey is my neighbor,” Sy said, not noticing the death glare I was being burned with. “I asked her to come when Ian backed out. I thought it was just a small party,” he laughed.
    “Anything to help a friend,” I said, smiling.
    “How about that dance then?” she asked after a short beat. Apparently, I had been dismissed, because she wasn’t even looking at me anymore.
    “Uh, sure,” Sy said, standing up.  “Are you coming in, Audrey?”
    “I think I’ll stay out here for a while,” I said, my smile still in place.
    “Cool,” Ash said, stepping forward and grabbing his hand. “Let’s go!” She yanked him through the door, giving me one last look of contempt before snapping it closed.
    “Cool,” I mimicked her. Where did she come off treating me like that? Just because she wanted to get into Sy’s pants . . .
    I stopped short, surprised at where my mind had gone. Sy didn’t do stuff like that, did he? Every time we were together he came across . . . responsible. Surely, a girl like Ash couldn’t get the better of him?
    Why do I even care? I wondered. He’s a grown man and can do whatever he wants . I shook my head and stood, gulping down the rest of my soda before going inside.
    Someone had turned the lights off and hooked up a nice DJ light set that was now flashing from the corner. I could see more people crushed together down the hall in front of the door. Awkwardly, I pushed my way through everyone, trying to get back to the kitchen—I couldn’t think of anything to do, other than get another drink.
    As I walked through the crowd, squeezing between the sweaty bodies, I was

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