Hey Guys! This is my first fanfiction, so I hope you guys go easy on me. This will be in Annabeth's pov, I may switch pov's, but it'll mostly be Annabeth's.
I've actually had this idea for a long time, and now I'm actually doing it. I don't exactly know if I'm doing this right so please tell me if I did something wrong.
This is just the introduction, so it isn' the real thing.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything
I was no one.
At least to everybody in the entire school excluding my best friends, Thalia Grace, Piper McLean, and Hazel Levesque.
My name is Annabeth Chase. 17 years old and starting Senior year.
My Father and Mother, Frederick, and Athena Chase, expected... great things from me. They wanted me to achieve greatness. Work with my Mother in her architectural Firm called, Athena Co., while my father worked as a professor at a university in college.
My parents are strict. Just like I said, they expect great things from me.
Maybe they love me maybe they don't. I don't know. They've never showed any heart to heart showings. Sure they buy me certain things I need, and greet me practically every morning, but other than that, nothing much.
I have blonde frizzy princess curls, a little bit of a tan from when I used to live in California four years ago, thick big glasses that I only use for reading, gray big eyes with specks of blue in it.
I don't think I'm practically pretty, but I wouldn't say I'm exactly ugly.
I got to the one and only Goode High School in New York, starting Senior year. I have maintained strait A's for the past years, and hoping it stays the same Senior year.
My home was an average looking house, two stories. White on the outside and white walls on the inside too. The first floor are the bedrooms, plus bathroom. One for me, one for my parents, and the office my parents use. my room was on the left side of the house where a lemon tree was brightly shining, right next to my bedroom window. My parents room was across from mine, and the office next to their room.
My room was simple, with two main colors. Gray and white. Gray bed sheets, white curtains, gray mats, white curtains, gray walls, and a white drawers where the flat screen TV was hanging above it.
My backpack was a jansport navy blue backpack, next to my door waiting to be picked up the next day to the first day of school.
I just have this unsettling feeling something was going to happen. I put it aside, besides I'm always nervous for the first day of school.
Hey, so tell me how I did. This chapter is not that long, I will make other chapters longer than this. I know this isn't the greatest, but I'll get better.