Annabeth has a twin sister who's completely spoiled and rotten in every possible way you can possibly imagine. But what happens when she rises to fame and gets even more spoiled and rotten as the days go by? And how come she happens to steal away he very thing that Annabeth likes?
Disclaimer: Rick Riordan's Characters, not mine.
Today was the last day of school. Which both saddened me and made me extremely happy at the same time. Why? Because I have to see my stupid twin sister here every damn day. She's always hanging out with her self-absorbed friends and making sure she knows that I can see them with her. Like I really care. What bugs me the most is that: One: She knows it annoys me since I don't have a lot of friends myself. And two: I'm not popular by her standards whatsoever. So yeah, I'm basically jumping with joy just thinking about leaving this place and not seeing her face for the whole summer. On the other hand, school is basically everything that I loved. Minus the cliques and all the douchebags, I adore learning, and it saddens me that I have to leave such a nice place behind just to do nothing all summer. Yeah I have books that I have to read for English next year, but I'm definitely going to miss all my other classes that I have.
Today I was emptying out my locker, with the empty plastic water bottles and scrap paper that I have in there, when my friend Piper Mclean suddenly showed up beside my locker. Along with her boyfriend Jason Grace who was trailing right behind her.
"Hey Annabeth." She greeted. "Ready to do nothing but party all summer?"
I groaned. "Really Piper? Do you really think were cool enough to go to a party?"
She shook her head. "No, we aren't." She grabbed Jason's hand. "But he is."
Now that I can believe. Jason was the epitome of every high-school jock. He plays football, has a nice social status, and even took some AP classes. He's everything a suburban family would want for their daughter. With his good looks and flawless blond hair, nobody could say no to him. Jason was nice enough I guess, but he was more for Piper than anyone else. The two of those went together like Peanut butter and jelly. Piper was gorgeous and Jason was undoubtedly hot, and everybody knew these two. They were the it couple at Goode High School.
Piper and I just finished up our junior year here, and were pretty much planning out where we would go to college. It seemed like such a sudden thing for the both of us, but me and Piper were best friends. We've been planning to do everything together just until that time comes where we would have to split. And that's what I was afraid of. Splitting up with my best friend. Jason's already graduated his senior year and was going to Stanford University with a full scholarship for football. I have to admit, I was jealous. Jealous that he was able to get out of this dungeon faster than me.
"I can get you into some rad party's." Jason said. He looked down at Piper and his intertwined hands. "You might have to talk to people though Annabeth, I'm not sure how you could handle it."
"Hey! I talk." I exclaimed. I shut my locker, slinging my bag over my shoulder. "I talk all the time!"
Piper cocked her head. "Really? Anything other than facts?" She looked at Jason. "Have you ever heard her speak about anything other than facts?"
Jason shook his head. "Never. I'm surprised that people don't run away from you."
Piper giggled. "They do! Do you remember Michael Yew? He made up that lame excuse that his mom was driving him to the dentist! You're driving boys away like mad Annabeth!"
I wanted to be made at them, I really did, but it was true. I couldn't hold a normal teenage conversation with anyone besides Jason and Piper for more than thirty seconds. By the time I stumbled upon my name, I was in the danger zone. What else can I talk about besides the weather and meaningless facts? It was so embarrassing.
"I don't want to go to parties." I told Piper. Jason raised an eyebrow. "Well I don't! And do you know why?" Both of them smirked at me, I ignored them. "I've never done drugs or gotten drunk or done any of that!" I exclaimed in a low whisper. "Do you know how embarrassing that is for me?"
Piper put a hand on my shoulder. If the touch was supposed to be comforting, it wasn't. "It's okay Annabeth." She told me. "Everybody feels that way at some point in their life. Even-."
"Yeah." Jason butted in. "Were not pressuring you into doing anything Annabeth. We just want you to know what a party is like."
"Did someone say party?"
If this wasn't a public place, I would've decked my sister right here.
She came around from behind Jason and Piper, all pouty lips and elegant pose. I hated her every time I looked at her. Unfortunately, we were both identical, so I had to deal with being mistaken as her on a daily bases. Except now that she was a big star, people know not to call me Molly. Both of us had blonde and curly hair, although she liked to change her's up from time to time. Today it was straight and was dancing right off her school uniform that somehow managed to look better on her than the rest of the school's population. Her gray eyes, like mine, stared deep into the three of us. She had a seductive look on her face and was leering at Jason. That tramp. I swear, if she wasn't famous, I would already be throttling at her throat.
It all started in March, before our mother's birthday. We all knew that Molly had special talent. She could sing and act, and she didn't disappoint in school plays either. I just hoped that she would twist an ankle on stage or something. Molly was the better twin though. She was five minutes older than me, and was way prettier than me by every extent. When we were younger, it was hard to tell us apart, but now it was clear: She had a winning smile and perfect hair, while I had neither of those things.
Anyway, Molly auditioned for a huge movie that was coming out next year, Alice in Wonderland. Which I guess was a cheap knockoff of the 1951 animated movie. Being blonde, she got the part, but needed to work on her British accent. Thank god she couldn't pronounce a single word though. That's definitely something she wasn't good at. It doesn't end there though, along with a movie deal, she signed a huge contract to make a record deal. Just my luck.
Should I be happy for her? I guess. If she wasn't such a giant bitch all the time, I could've been more enthusiastic about it.
As far as my relationship goes with my sister, it's pretty lousy. She puts on a fake smile around me and tries to be nice, but I could see right threw her. She isn't fooling me. She's fooling loads of other people though.
"So a party!" Molly chirped. She looked at her two best friends standing by her side. I think they're more like her puppets though. "Isn't that just great Silena? Lacey, what do you think? Should we go to this "party?"
The smaller blonde girl next to her squeaked a small, "yes Molly" before shrinking a little smaller behind Molly. I probably should feel bad, but it's her fault she's friends with my sister.
Molly flipped her blonde hair and gave Jason another seductive look. He gawked at her for only a second, but he quickly cleared his throat and looked away. That's exactly what I'm talking about when I say Molly is a bitch. She has a reputation of stealing other people's boyfriends just to make herself look good, and then ditches them the second she's done with them. I just hopes that Jason wouldn't be stupid enough to fall into one of her traps.
"Where's the party at?" Molly asked Jason, the seductive smile still on her face.
"Uh." Jason stared at the floor. I could see him tightening his around Piper's hand. He was clearly uncomfortable. "We were just talking about partying over the summer."
Molly did a little high-pitched girlish laugh. Oh how I hated that laugh. "I'm sure you two can enjoy your little "partying" this summer." She used her fingers to make quotations in the air. Could I just rip her fingers off right now?
"What do you mean the two of us?" Piper asked with and eyebrow raised. She wasn't as fazed with being around Molly like Jason was. One of the reasons she's my best friend.
Molly rolled her eyes. "Annabeth can't party with you!" She puckered her lips and gave me a dissolving look. "Mom didn't tell you? You're coming to LA with me this summer! Annabeth?"
My eyes widened. Spend the whole summer with... Molly? Oh hell no! This wasn't even as planned! My mom told me I was staying with her and my two brothers the whole summer in San Diego while Molly flies up to LA with my dad! Unless Molly was lying, but I couldn't believe that she wanted me to come with her. I know what she thought on me.
I think I stood there in shock for about two minutes before Molly snapped her fingers in front of my face. Oh... God! No! This wasn't happening! I thought I would get a free pass this summer. A summer free of Molly! I'd have to beg to my mom that I didn't want anything to do with Molly and her career. It would be tricky though, my mom was strict. I knew her response already. It was a no. It was a no because she knew I hated Molly, and she wanted for me to like her. I couldn't do that. It was impossible. I couldn't even look at her, let alone spend three months with her.
I took a deep breath. I could do this. Couldn't I? I was tuff, I could take a beating. The kids bake in middle school used to love pounding my face in, how could three months with Molly be any different? I would have to keep a safe distance from her at all time. But what if I'm wrong? What if I can't handle her? I stared at Molly. She smiled. No, I can't do this.
"Annabeth?" Molly waved her hand in front of my face. "Earth to Annabeth. What are you? Deaf and blind? Annabeth!"
"Yeah." I whipped me head back to look at Jason and Piper, who were both giving me looks of sympathy. I guess partying wasn't on the list this summer.
"I'll text you guys." I told the both of them. I turned around and tried not to look back. I hated Molly. I hated her for everything she was.
As I walked into the cafeteria to return my textbook I felt like crying. How come nothing every goes my way? I couldn't believe that I just ditched my friends because my evil twin sister embarrassed me. Not publicly, but I feel like she shed something inside me. My dignity.
I but my textbook in the cardboard box. I wasn't going to let my mom take over my life like this.
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My mom left the oven on. As soon as I stepped threw the door of my house, I could smell something burning, and I was surprised that the fire alarm didn't go off. There was black smoke literally coming from the kitchen. I had to hold my breath so I didn't inhale any of the smoke when I turned off the oven. Apparently my mom left some fish in the oven and forgot to turn it off. So I had to reach into the burning hot just to get the fish out. I yelped as I picked it up with my pointer finger and thumb... God. How long has this stupid fish been in here? I ended up throwing the fish in the garbage can we kept outside and opening all the windows in the house. My only question was why did my mom leave the oven on. Usually she was on top of things.
Maybe she was distracted? I sure as hell was. What type of mother wouldn't even tell her own daughter that she was going away with her psycho sister for the summer? I was both pissed and annoyed.
I dropped my bag on the dining room table. Nobody was home. That didn't surprise me. My brothers didn't come home till about an hour after I was let out of school. I bet they were just as excited as I was when I got out of that jail. Really, fuck school.
I wondered how long it would take for my mom to get home. I don't know where she was, and I didn't really give a damn. I was so mad at her for lying to me. But it's not really that either, it's just how Molly said it. Like how it was a slap in the face. All of a sudden she told me I was coming to LA with her, and she must have enjoyed it. I knew she had a smirk on her face when I turned my back. I'm not stupid.
To pass the time I reached into my bag and pulled out one of my favorite books, Eragon. I started reading it at the dining room table because when no one was home, I could do whatever I wanted. I didn't have to worry about my mom yelling at me because of my posture, or my brothers and that weird Black Ops game they played. Just me and my book.
Around 2:45 I heard a car pull up in the driveway. I sighed. That's mom and my brothers. My time of peace had ended, let the arguments begin.
My little brother Bobby came in the house first. I made sure to shove my book back in my bag because he was known to be a tattle tale. Mom didn't like it when I read around the house. It sounds ridiculous, but she thinks that's how bits find me unattractive. It's the stupidest things I've ever heard, but I always listened to my mom. Half of the time she was right.
Right behind Bobby was Matthew, and the two looked so much alike that the only way to tell them apart was by the mole on Bobby's lip. They were twins like Molly and I, but unlike the two of us, Matthew and Bobby actually liked it each other. It's sad, but it's true. They did everything together, soccer, football, hell, they even went on double dates together. And their twelve!
"Hey Annabeth." Bobby greeted. He was occupied with playing a game on his phone and so was Matthew. I took a peek at the game they were playing. Was that? Trade Nations. I use to have hat game on my phone before it used up all my data and I had to delete it. Ah, middle school was the days.
"Was your last day of school fun?" I asked the twins. I wanted to start a conversation with the both of them because we rarely talked. They always liked Molly more than me.
"Eh." Matthew said, distracted with his game. "Well see you at dinner Annabeth.
Both of them ran up the stairs, leaving me to fend myself against the evil which herself. No, not my sister, my mother, Athena.
Athena was everything my worst nightmares had become, Molly, a strict parental guardian, and a manager, all wrapped into one. She might not look that scary from afar, with her long blonde hair with extensions and highlights in it, but she was real intimidating up close. The worst things about my mom was that she acted like a teenager. She wore skinny jeans and crop tops and sunglasses that were only meant for people on the jersey shore. Sometimes she even wore uggs, and when your mom wears uggs, you know it's an issue. She's more like a jersey housewife with devil horns than an actual loving mom. Did I mention her and Molly got along sweetly?
"Annabeth." My mother said, her high heels clicking on the gravel of the driveway. I could hear her high-pitched voice from all the way outside. "Do me a favor and get the groceries out of the trunk. My feet are just so tired."
I grumbled a yes and walked out the front door. As I passed my mother I made sure to put on my best murder face. It was the only way to walk with the best posture possible.
My mom didn't even bother to glance at me. She just paraded up the stairs to the front door with a gleam in her gray eyes. If Athena didn't walk in those shoes all the time, her feet wouldn't be so tired.
It turns out there were only two bags of groceries in the trunk. They were extremely light, one bag held some organic chips and the other had some wheat bread in it. Why did I have to do all the work around the house? My brothers could've brought these in and they decided that I was their maid.
My mom was waiting for me when I got back in the house. Her hands were on her hips and she giving me an accusing look.
"Your sister told me you were giving her a hard time."
I tried my hardest no to roll my eyes. "I don't recall giving her a hard time."
"Don't lie to me." My mom snapped. "She told me what you did to her."
I racked my brain trying to find the precise moment that I did something bad to my sister... Oh wait! That never happened! Again with the Molly manipulation, it never ends. I could stand up to my mom right here and tell her I didn't do shit to Molly, but that would only cause more problems. I hated fighting. I hated the idea of me screaming at someone who could possibly kick me out of the house.
"I'm not lying." I tried to keep my voice as calm as possible. "Why would you think I was lying? If anything, Molly's the liar!"
Athena sucked her teeth. "Oh! So Molly's the liar? Then why would she tell me you slapped her?"
I stood there in shock. Would Molly really stoop that low?
"I didn't!" I exclaimed, maybe a little bit too hysterically. "Molly's a liar I swear."
My mom stuck up her nose, like she smelt something foul. "That's enough Annabeth! Now you know you're flying up to LA with her! I want you to be extremely nice and no slapping."
"But... I didn't..."
Athena flipped her long blonde hair. "Any funny business with your sister, and that will be taken away from you."
She was pointing at my phone. Literally the only thing that kept me sane in this mad house. So Molly really had the balls to tell mom that I supposedly "slapped" her? Complete bullshit. I debated whether or not to argue with my mom for longer, but it was completely useless. She'd end up doing something worse than taking my phone away; she'd beat me.
In a defeated manner I carried myself and my bag up to my room. I could just run away right now. I could. I could just walk right out the front door and just dump all my nasty family members behind. I'd probably miss my brothers, but I knew they wouldn't miss me. Molly would throw a party probably, and my mom, and I know her well enough to know she would do this, would bless the lord that her prayers were answered.
The only thing that stopped me from running away was my dad. My dad that I don't see enough to deal with my mom and Molly. My father, Fredrick Chase, worked for an a million dollar company. Want to know what company is? Disney. I wasn't as embarrassed back than with the idea of my dad working with people who created Beauty and the Beast and Cinderella, two of my favorite movies, but now it killed me to tell anyone what my dad does for a living. I got harassed on a daily in the tenth grade for it, getting beat up after school and the cheerleaders writing nasty things and putting them in my locker. I still had nightmares about it.
But my dad was my hero. He told me to never give up more dreams, and that when bad things happen to good people, it's only because they grow stronger as people. I loved it whenever he told me that quote. I think it was a quote from some Disney movie, but I didn't care. Even though I only see my dad once a week, he's still better than all of my other family members put together.
I actually want to see my dad now. I was angry because I thought I'd have to spend all my summer with Molly, but now maybe I could spend it with my dad.
I rolled over in my bed and looked up the ceiling. There was a poster of Dylan Sprouse right above me, and I know it sounds corny, but I wish I could just meet him one dad. I've had a crush on him ever since I saw him in an Adam Sandler movie. Or maybe that was his brother? Oh who cares?
Since it was mid-June, my room usually got stuffy around this time. I didn't have an air conditioner or a fan, so I got stuck opening up the window. It didn't really help. It was hotter outside than inside.
I gazed out the window. There wasn't much to look at in my neighborhood except the street light and the occasional people walking in the road. Nothing too exciting. People make a hype about California but... It's all just superficial. Did you come to California to become famous? Well, it's not going to happen. Everyone's fake, and I'm sure everyone in LA is just as much of a poser as people out here in San Diego are.
Tonight the sky was filled with more stars than I expected, all gleaming in the pitch black. I rolled up my office chair to look at them and saw some familiar constellations. Like the big dipper and Orion the hunter. I remember laying with my dad on the roof and all we would look out there was gaze at the stars. He taught me everything I needed to know. About the constellations of course. My dad taught me about the zodiac constellations, and of course the ones from Greek Mythology. Those were great times.
Suddenly, something moved in the distance. I leaned forward. There was something... Moving! I looked a little closer. Is that... A shooting star. Now way. Shooting stars were just myths made up so people's dreams could "come true." It might as well be a satellite.
But as I looked at the... Whatever it was more, I saw that it wasn't going the normal speed that a satellite would. Five seconds later and I realized that that had to be a shooting star! It just had to be! I watched a little longer as it shot faster through the sky, I was wasting time.
I stood up and leaned outside the window. Closing my eyes, I breathed in the summer heat and wished for the one thing that I've always wanted.
Yup... So that's chapter one. I wonder what Annabeth's wish was? I guess it would stupid of me to already say it... Never mind. Anyway, I hope you guys liked it. I feel like it was a bit rushed, try and give me some nice criticism, would you?There's more character development and stuff with Molly and another character who I guess you all know is coming. Thanks for reading:) Please review.
