"Uh... kinda. I'm going to the dance with a son of Ares and my best friend was kidnapped and..." She sighed. "It's a little complicated."
I swear my heart took a face-first dive into my stomach. I couldn't believe it. I wouldn't. My last possible resorce after my mother, my grandparents' deaths, forgot about me. Though it didn't surprise me she replaced me with someone better. I wanted to crumple to my feet and cry. But instead, I tried to keep strong and force a strong smile.
"O-oh." I said quite quietly. Deirdre tried to force a fake smile.
"Yeah... but we can still hang out and whatever, right?" Deirdre said. That was the moment my life went to hell in a handbasket. Well, it was before that. When I left St. John's for Ireland.
I sat on a plane with my mother. We were going to Ireland because my grandparents had agreed to take her back after they abandoned her when she was pregnant with yours truly.