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"Parthenon literally means 'House of the Maiden' in Greek. The real Parthenon was built by the Athenians for the express purpose of housing the statue of Athena, a statue they built as a thank you to her for helping them defeat the Persian army years before."
     
    Most of the students were either genuinely interested in what the guide had to say or at least did a halfway decent job of faking it. Others such as Jenny, Jenny, and Jenny, three of Alex's classmates who had the ironic fortune of being close friends, stood near the back of the circle and were giggling while taking pictures of one another in amusing poses. Blankenship huffed over to them and put an immediate stop to it.
     
    Over to Alex's right, George Carles simulated oral sex on the crotch of a statue. His buddies found it amusing until Blankenship gave the three of them detention.
     
    Alex decided to stay at the rear of the circle until he saw Augie making his way over. Alex immediately made his way to the front. He wondered how long Augie would be upset about the whole thing, then started wondering what he was going to have for lunch, followed by some more inappropriate musings of Helen.
     
    Ferrel rattled on for a few more minutes then led the class into the next chamber. Alex started to follow but became caught up in Athena's glare.
     
    He wondered what it must have been like all those years ago. Building such a massive something from nothing. They had no tools--not what Alex would call tools anyway. Just rocks and chisels and, stuff. How could they do it? How the hell could they do it? I have electricity and I couldn't even do it. Electricity. I wonder if Helen ever uses a vibrator.
     
    "Hey fuckwad !"
     
    Alex turned around in time to see a curled up fist moments before it hit him in the face.
     
    Hard.
     
    He fell to the tile floor and looked at his attacker, Augie Canay .
     
    Augie pointed a trembling finger at Alex. "Stay away from her. You hear me? You stay the fuck away!"
     
    Alex already felt the searing pain set in on his right cheek. It hurt to move his face, jaw, or head in any direction. " Augie , just--please," he held up his hand. "I don't--I didn't--just don't worry..." Alex's posture immediately changed. "I'm sure she'll let you hit the rim sometime too."
     
    Augie kicked Alex in the stomach.
     
    Hard.
     
    Right before Alex started vomiting, Blankenship ran over, yelling at Augie to back off. Augie took a few steps back and smiled as Alex's cheek slapped into a pool of the hotdogs he had for breakfast.
     
    Blankenship slowly helped Alex up and motioned for Augie to follow the two of them out of the room.
     
    Augie's confident and somewhat playful swagger was a direct contrast to Alex's limping and leaning gait. The three exited the chamber of mighty Athena.
     
    Athena turned her head slightly and watched them.

BOOK FOUR
    THE PATHETIC EARTH
     
     
    Hera hated Earth.
     
    She hated the look of it, the sound of it, the smell of it, the taste of it, and--most importantly--the feel of it. Even now, as she patiently waited in the elevator of the Greek Isles Hotel and Casino, the thought of possibly brushing the opening elevator doors revolted her.
     
    I'm here because of him. This is his fault.
     
    The doors opened, and Hera turned slightly sideways to step through. She heard the sound of clomping feet coming down the carpeted hallway. Hera turned to see a small girl running toward her. A stupid grin decorated the child's face while she ran just as fast as her five-year old legs could possibly carry her.
     
    Her mother stood twenty feet away, just outside a room door. She seemed more interested in the contents of her purse than the wellbeing of her child. "Don't run away from mommy, honey. You know she gets upset," she said while never looking up from her purse.
     
    The child laughed and ran faster. She risked one quick look at her mother, just to make sure the manipulative "catch me if you can" game was afoot. Seeing her mother