PROLOGUE

Aphrodite cast a sympathetic look down on the poor girl Aaya. She was a fourteen year beauty, hidden on the inside of a lonely shell. Her shoulder length brown hair shimmered in the sunlight and her light skinned feet splashed in the lovely blue ocean water. She was a bit round and overweight but she didn’t let that get in her way. Aaya was supposed to be at etiquette class with the rest of the village girls in Athshezar, but she hated taking something so girly, so unlike her. Instead, she preferred to sit on a rock or walk along the beach on such a nice day. She had no idea the Greek Goddess of Love and Beauty was admiring her high self-esteem in a world of hateful people. If you weren’t like them, you were picked on, hurt, and you were single your whole life. Aaya didn’t seem to care about any of this. She was always picked on and was seen as unworthy by all boys, yet she didn’t seem to care. She had one friend, of course, who was just like her in every way. They grew up together and because they always had each other, they didn’t need anyone else.

Serena had dirty blond hair and blue grey eyes. She was similar to Aaya in the ways of being round, but she disregarded it and always looked at it in a positive way. Aaya always hung out and looked up to her in a way no one ever knew. In Athshezar, they were known as the “Unbreakable Twosome”. They were among the weirdest of weird and enjoyed it in every imaginable way possible. For a brief moment, Aphrodite envied them, for without boys chasing them around they seemed to have the most wonderful life of all. Aphrodite knew, though, that having one special person in your life can only make you happier. But, for now, she decided to just watch this young girl from afar and intercept her later on in the long run, when necessary.