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Joan Holub - Aphrodite the Beauty (Goddess Girls)

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Aphrodite the Beauty
Suzanne Williams
Joan Holub
To Emily Lawrence, editorial goddess

--J. H. and S. W.

CONTENTS
1 BOY TROUBLE

2 THE MAKEOVER

3 PARTY TIME

4 HIPPOMENES

5 GONE SHOPPING

6 GOSSIP

7 THE OLIVE GROVE

8 AN ARGUMENT

9 THE RACE

10 PERFECT MATCHES

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11 RED ROSES
1 Boy Trouble
APHRODITE SLID INTO HER SEAT IN MR. Cyclops's Hero-ology class just as the lyrebell sounded, signaling the start of another day at Mount Olympus Academy. As she tucked her long golden hair, which was threaded with pink ribbons, behind her delicate ears, she was aware that every godboy in class was watching her. She hoped that in her rush to get ready
that morning she hadn't smeared lipstick on her teeth. Lifting her chin, she smiled at one of the godboys. Because he was a centaur, and therefore part horse, he stood at the back of the room. With four legs, it was too difficult to sit in a chair. Dazzled by Aphrodite's attention and sparkling blue eyes, he blushed and glanced away.

A few of the bolder godboys continued to gaze at her, however. Their adoration was plain to see. Ignoring them, Aphrodite reached into her bag and took out her Hero-ology textscroll. As the goddessgirl of love and beauty, she'd grown used to such admiration. Took it for granted in fact. All her life, godboys had found her enchantingly beautiful. It seemed they had only to look at her to fall hopelessly in love. That wasn't her fault, of course. It was just the way things were.

Aphrodite glanced across the aisle at Athena, trying to get her attention. All week, the class discussions had centered around mortal maidens and youths. She wanted to ask if Athena had heard the intriguing rumors about a maiden on Earth who could run as swift as the wind, faster than any youth--or even beast. But as usual, her friend's nose was buried in a textscroll. Before Aphrodite could call out to her, Medusa, who sat directly behind Athena, leaned across the aisle.

Her head writhed with hissing green snakes instead of hair. Their tongues flicked in and out as she poked Aphrodite with one of her long green fingernails. "You were almost late," she sneered. "Troubles, Bubbles?" Medusa and her horrible sisters, Stheno and Euryale, never missed an opportunity to use the awful nickname to make fun of Aphrodite's sea foam origins.

"Not really," Aphrodite muttered. She wasn't about to admit she'd overslept. It would only give Medusa another reason to poke fun at her. Probably with jokes about her needing lots of beauty sleep. Fortunately, before her snaky green nemesis could say anything more, Mr. Cyclops finished with a student he'd been speaking to and stood up. As his humongous single eye swept the room, everyone fell silent.

Aphrodite wondered what they'd be discussing today. Yesterday their teacher had asked how much and what kind of help they thought gods should give to mortals they favored. Aphrodite, who enjoyed helping mortals in love, had hoped to talk about that, but the godboys in class had immediately steered the discussion toward weapons and war--topics that could never hold her interest for long.

Reaching into her bag again, she pulled out her pink papyrus notepad and began to doodle little hearts all over the front with her favorite red feather pen. Mr. Cyclops cleared his throat. "Today I'd like you to consider the following question," he said. "Need mortal maidens always marry?"

Dropping her red feather pen in surprise, Aphrodite sat up straighter. Now this was an engaging question! She'd like to see the godboys try to make this into a discussion about weapons and war, she thought as she raised her hand high.

"Yes, Aphrodite?" asked Mr. Cyclops.

"I wouldn't want to see any young maiden go unwed," she said. "Everyone should have a chance to fall in love."

"But what if the maiden would rather be alone?"

Athena asked. "What if she has other interests, like traveling the world, or becoming a first-class scholar, or... or inventing things?"

Aphrodite smiled at her. Poor Athena. She'd never really had a boyfriend. Just wait until she experienced her first crush. She'd think differently then. "If the maiden feels that way, then perhaps it's only because she hasn't yet found the right youth," Aphrodite said kindly.

"But not all youths marry," Athena pointed out. "So why should all maidens?"

Poseidon thrust his trident into the air. As always, water dripped from it and him to puddle beneath his chair. "That's because many youths prefer the life of a soldier," he declared.

"That's right!" exclaimed another godboy. "War trumps marriage any day."

Aphrodite rolled her eyes. "Oh, really? And which do you think contributes more to the survival of the human race?"

Mr. Cyclops beamed at her. "Good point."

Just then the school intercom crackled to life. "Attention, godboys and goddessgirls!" thundered Principal Zeus in a deafeningly loud voice. Everyone, including Mr. Cyclops, automatically reached up to cover their ears. "A special assembly on chariot safety starts in ten minutes. Please make your way to the auditorium."

Looking somewhat annoyed, Mr. Cyclops muttered something about unwarranted interruptions to class time. But then, with a sigh, he said, "All right, everyone. Please line up at the door."

Normally, Aphrodite would have welcomed a chance to get out of class, but not today. Not when

the topic of discussion was such an interesting one. Besides, the chariot safety assembly was repeated every year, and it was deadly dull. Who among them didn't know that racing into a turn could cause a chariot to tip over? Duh. Or that you shouldn't ever fly directly into the sun?

After the assembly, which Zeus had livened up with a real demonstration of racing chariots for a change, it was time for lunch. Aphrodite was starved. As she stood in the cafeteria line with Athena and their other two best friends, dark-haired Artemis and pale-skinned Persephone, her stomach began to rumble like a volcano about to erupt.

Her friends laughed. " Somebody's hungry," said Artemis.

Aphrodite blushed. "Yes, very." She didn't say it

loudly, but considering the response, she might just as well have shouted it. A dozen godboys in line ahead of her whipped around at the sound of her voice, eager to get her attention.

"You can have my spot, Aphrodite!" yelled Poseidon from ten spaces up the line.

He took a step toward her, dripping water onto another godboy's sandal-clad feet. Ares, who was the cutest godboy in school in Aphrodite's opinion, glowered at him. "Watch where you're dripping, Fishface!" Droplets of water flew as he shook one foot and then the other. Poseidon glowered back, his mouth opening and closing like a fish's.

Ignoring him, Ares turned toward Aphrodite. "Take my place," he said with a charming smile. "I insist."

Aphrodite hesitated. Ares could be a bit of a bully

at times, but she had to admit there was something about him she found ... well, irresistible . He was just so muscular, so blond, and so blue eyed. Smiling uncertainly, she took a step in his direction.

Athena grabbed Aphrodite's elbow. "Surely you're not going to take him up on that," she said in a low voice that Ares couldn't hear. "It wouldn't be fair to the other goddessgirls in line ahead of us."

"Oh. I guess you're right," said Aphrodite. She'd just stepped back in line when a godboy named Atlas called out. "Hey, Aphrodite! Come stand by me!" Flexing his bulging biceps, he picked up the scrawny godboy next to him and held him over his head. "You can have Hephaestus's place."

Squirming this way and that, Hephaestus protested. "Put me down, you big ox."

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