The Moosehead Tavern [1]

"Ha, I wish." I said smiling, "It's Cupid." I laughed. "He always tries to hit me with his arrow and It's annoying."

"But Justin Bieber is cute," I said biting my lip.

Jace shakes his head at her Justin Bieber comment. "Cupid...I thought he was a man in a diaper that shot arrows at lovers..."

"He is. He tried to do it with me and Poesidon." I said laughing. "He did it and When It weared off I was so mad at him that the last time I babysat him, I made him go to bed at 3:00 in the afternoon." I smiled. "Oh and I'm still on the Justin Bieber thing, His hair is amazing."

"You and the sea god..." Jace shakes his head. "That's a little strange."

"How?" I asked smiling. "He's eighteen."

"He's eighteen?" Jace asks. "As in, eighteen thousand years old?"

I laughed, "No he's eighteen, as in a teenager." I said smiling. "In olympian years he is...I think 29. And in olympian years I'm 27."

Jace swears. "That's weird. What am I in Olympian years? Still 17?"

"No, your 28." I said smiling.

"Cool." Jace says. "It's still weird though."

"I know. Oh yeah, my birthday is tommrow." I smiled, "I'm turning 17."

"Happy early birthday!" Jace smiles, kissing her. "What are you going to do for it?"

"I don't know actually. I didn't realize it until now." I smiled.

"Well, we'll have to think of something." Jace says. "17 is a big number. Almost as big as 16."

"Nooo..." I pouted. "I don't like big things like that."