We start walking again and enter the school, Jackie at the bar making drinks and people dancing and everything. Trevor sees me and I swear mentally.
Uh...Hide behind Jace or something. Do whatever you can to get away from that guy. Go to Jackie. She'll punch his face off if he tries anything. It's happened before.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
My arms - or Nic's - wrapped around Jace, he walks over to the bar where Jackie is. She smiles at us, resting her arms on the counter. "Can I get you something?"
Water.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
The thing about plummeting downhill at fifty miles an hour on a snack platter - if you realize it's a bad idea when you're halfway down, it's too late. — Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune