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.CHAPTOR ONE I GO CRUISING WITH THE EXPLOSIVES The end of the world started when a pegasus landed on the hood of my car. Up until then, I was having a great afternoon. Technically I wasn't suppose to be driving because I wouldn't be sixteen for another week, but my mom and my stepdad,Paul, took my friend Rachel and me to this private stretch of beach on the South Shore, and Paul let us borrow his Prius for a short spin. Now, I know you're thinking, Wow, that was really irresponsible of him,blah,blah,blah, but Paul knows me pretty well. He's seen me. | BOOK FIVE The New York Times 1 best-selling series CHAPTOR ONE I GO CRUISING WITH THE EXPLOSIVES The end of the world started when a pegasus landed on the hood of my car. Up until then I was having a great afternoon. Technically I wasn t suppose to be driving because I wouldn t be sixteen for another week but my mom and my stepdad Paul took my friend Rachel and me to this private stretch of beach on the South Shore and Paul let us borrow his Prius for a short spin. Now I know you re thinking Wow that was really irresponsible of him blah blah blah but Paul knows me pretty well. He s seen me slice up demons and leap out of exploding school buildings so he probably figured taking a car a few hundred yards wasn t exactly the most dangerous thing I d ever done. Anyway Rachael and I were driving along. It was hot August day. Rachel s red hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she wore a white blouse over her swimsuit. I d never seen before and she looked like a million golden drachmas. Oh pull up right there she told me We parked on a ridge overlooking the Atlantic. The sea is always one of my favorite places but today it was especially nice-glittery green smooth as glass as though my dad was keeping it calm just for us. My dad by the way is Poseidon. He can do stuff like that. So. Rachel smiled at me. About that invitation. Oh . . . right. I tried to sound excited. I mean she d asked me to her family s vacation house on St. Thomas for three days. I didn t get a lot of offers like that. My family s idea of a fancy vacation was a weekend in a rundown cabin on Long Island with some movie rental and a couple of frozen pizzas and here Rachel s folks were willing to let me tag along to the Caribbean. Besides I seriously needed a vacation. This summer had been the hardest of my life. The idea of taking a break even for a few days was really tempting. Still something big was suppose to go down any day now. I was on call for a mission. Even worse next week was my birthday. There