I sat on the bus, s ll in shock about what happened just the day before.
Wait. Rewind. My name is Thalassa Adara. And I am a Greek godling.“Swee e,” my mom prac cally whispered, “we
have something we need to tell you.” I sat down on the couch, hugging the keys they just gave me to my new car. I’d
never seen them like this. I wondered what was wrong.
“You aren’t…… normal. You are what they call a godling.” I stared at her for a few seconds in disbelief, and then looked
at my step dad.
“What? What’s a godling? Does this have something to do with my dad?” She nodded. She told me my real dad had a
secret job that very few could know about. She said he had died at sea. I believed her all my life.
“You learned about the Greek Olympian Gods, right?”
“Yes, of course I have.”
“You remember Poseidon? He’s God of the sea?” I nodded, and she pursed her lips in concern. “He’s your real father.
And the goddess, Amphitrite is your real mom. We are just protectors….” My mind raced with thoughts. Is that why she
always pressured me to be the captain of the swim team? Is that why she had me take all the surf lessons, and took me
to the beach and aquarium all the me?
“What…. What does all of this mean, then?”
“It means you have powers. You can control water. You have power of all water, mainly the ocean. You are also immor‐
tal.” I couldn’t believe what they were saying! They had lied to me all my life! But I guess they did it to protect me. My
‘parents’ got a call to come into work, so I was le alone with my thoughts.
A godling….. I thought. I stared at my hands in wonder. I took my water bo le and unscrewed the lid. I concentrated,
looking at it. The water flew out of it like it was alive! I formed it into all different shapes, just by my thoughts. The boy
in the seat across the aisle watched me, wide‐eyed. I totally forgot where I was. Great.
I walked into the school building, and went to my first class. Ironically, it was oceanography. I sat down at my desk, and
my fellow students watched me, whispering amongst themselves.
“Thalassa?” My best friend, Sophia Clarks, took her seat next to me. “What are all these rumors about a boy seeing you
on the school bus, controlling water?” I inwardly groaned.
“They are nothing, Soph. They are just rumors.”
“Right.” She glanced at me uneasily. I got pre y mad when she said that. I guess my senses can set my powers off, and
one of the aquariums next to us busted. My face was bright red and I was furious! How could my own best friend not
believe me?
She stared at me in shock.
“What….was….that?!?!?!?” She demanded, standing straight up out of her chair.
“Nothing!! It was nothing!” Stupid water! I wish it had stayed in the aquarium! Then, with all that said, the water went
flying back into the aquarium as if nothing had happened. I was so embarrassed.
I threw my hands up in frustra on. “OH WHY ME, DAD? WHY ME?” I screamed at the top of my lungs.
Sophia just stood there, her face bright red with frustra on and disbelief. I stormed out of the room and ran home.
Later that day, a er a good long nap, I decided to get on Facebook and check out the latest. There were so many posts
about my…..incident….today.
‘OMG! DID YOU SEE THAT FREAK GIRL TODAY!? SHE MADE AN AQUARIUM EXPLODE! RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF CLASS!’
‘Thalassa Adara is such a FREAK!’
‘Haha…… I always knew there was something up with that creepy girl. I knew it.’
Right then and there, I busted into tears. I scrolled down some more just to see more hateful posts, but I ended com‐
ing across a nice one.
‘Back off. Thalassa Chloe Adara is the most amazing girl in the world! She means everything to me, and I love her with
all my heart. She’s been the best of best friends!’
That post was by my best friend, Sophia.
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