What the Di Angelo no.
What?
NO! Wait, she is kinda hot...
NO!
NO!
I have a haiku.
Nope. Listen to your stupid never-gonna-happen crush, uncle. Don't do haikus.
Hazel Levesque: *clears throat* But I thought he was the god of poetry?
Ha! Yes, he was.
Agreed.
Well, how about a poem?
Fine.{Avery you don't have to read this it's just the 'sudden inspiration from Apollo'}
Day changes to night
It just feels right
I know Aphrodite(pronounced Aphro-dite, basically like dite, not ditey)
She's a goddess, that Aphrodite
I know 'cause she's a deity
{Avery, read now!}
Hottie is my middle
Oracles speak in riddles
I hate Tom Riddle
He's such a muddle
Or should I say, muggle

Rachel is my chosen one
Harry is The Chosen One
What- this doesn't rhyme, it's a pun
Wait - Mother Teresa's a nun?

Will is my fav son
I like the sun
Rhymes? Pah! I can come up with a ton
Fine! I'm done
WAIT just give me a bun.

... That was a bit random.
Apollo favors me!
Shut up Mom, give your opinion.
This is my opinion! APOLLO FAVORS ME!!!
How immature. Even the most mature Olympian has turned immature. Oh no.
APOLLO FAVORS ME!!!
After 30 minutes...
APOLLO FAVORS ME!!!
*wearing ear plugs or whatever it's called to drown the noise and reading Percy Jackson and the Titan's Curse(had to do that!)*
*taking selfies*
Apollo favors me.
Obviously because the subject is already changed, I'm saying we leave.
My sister is currently crazy.
Farewell.
Bye!
(in the distance) APOLLO FAVORS ME!

I had to. Sorry.
Daughterofartemis - signing off.