The Story of Medusa (at college)
The Story of Medusa (at college)
By Brooklyn Fellner
I have one thing on my mind
Medusa
The most beautiful, sexy girl that has ever stepped foot on campus
She has hair like silk
Eyes that shine golden green in the glistening sunlight
A body as curvaceous as the sea
I want her to be with me
But
Athena is always over my shoulder
I should be happy with her
But Medusa…
Medusa is wild and endearing,
Always walking with a sway of confidence
And so. incredibly. Beautiful.
-Poseidon
I have found Posiedon’s notes for Medusa
I think she has read them, too
He writes her poetry he should be writing to me
But I keep my head up because she is just some student
And I, of course, am a Goddess at this school
-Athena
I love you Medusa,
And intend on showing you this tonight
The party lights will be flashing and
You will be dancing
I’ll put something extra in your drink
Just to help you have a better time
With me
And when Athena isn’t looking
We can go upstairs to spend some time alone
And I’ll kiss you
And you’ll kiss me too
-Poseidon
It’s Greek night at Posiedon’s Fraternity house
He has asked me to come to the party
I know he’s with Athena, but he seems like he’s in love with me
I know I am beautiful
I know I could have him
I know I shouldn't
But something about this drink he gave me
Is making me want him…-
Medusa
“Medusssssa!” cooed Athena
She was standing over where Poseidon and Medusa layed in bed the next morning
“You have such pretty hair, my love,”
Medusa curled up into the corner
At the sight of the large metal scissors Athena was holding
Athena pounced over poseidon and grabbed a handful of Medusa’s hair
She hacked away at her beautiful golden strands
Piece by piece, her locks fell on the bedspread
And Posiedon watched in disbelief
Medusa ran downstairs, tears streaming down her face
Her hair, a matted, jagged mess
Every person in the parlor of the fraternity house
Instantly froze in place at the sight of her
They were petrified by this poor girl
Who was running around with no hair
And no clothes
“Why Athena? What did I do??” Medusa cried
Medusa did not even remember the night before.