"Athena!" a girl yelled from behind her. "Athena, wait!" But she didn't, because she didn't know the girl was talking to her.
A moment later, someone grabbed her arm and stopped her from walking. She turned and saw a Goth girl, dressed in a black corset, black ripped skirt, black and white striped stockings and black buckled boots.
"Do I know you?" she asked the Goth girl.
"Athena. It's me. Zoe."
"Athena? Is that my name?"
The Goth girl looked confused. She knew that this had something to do with Sarah and the stone. She was positive this time. What did that bitch do to her?
"Yes, that's your name."
She thought about it. Athena. It didn't sound familiar. But she liked it.
"Come on, Athena. Let me get you home."
Athena smiled. "Okay. Thanks."
