Beauty

As a daughter of Athena, Annabeth never really cared about her looks. She thought that all the makeup and designer clothing was a waste of time. She was confident in her own skin and didn't care what others thought.

When she was in middle school everyone called her names at school, seeing as she was underdeveloped compared to the other girls. She brushed it off and went forward. She figured that, if her friends at camp didn't care, then she didn't need to bother herself with such petty things as looks. She got by with only one school friend, a brunette named Genevieve. They never where truly 'friends' but they tolerated each other enough to sit together and do simple things. Never a 'let's have a sleep over and talk about boys' kind of friend but a 'hey I'll be your lab partner so we don't get stuck with idiots' kind. They worked together and got along fairly well.

In high school the game changed. Over the summer Annabeth had changed a lot. She out grew most of the girls, lost a lot of weight in a good way and had gotten what the Aphrodite's called 'classically pretty'.

She quickly had lots of 'friends'. She didn't know half of the people and while most wouldn't have cared, she hated it. She would much rather be sitting in the corner reading then going to the mall. She never said anything though. They other girls at camp pressured her to follow the kids at school. She ended up buying more clothing and much more pink than she would ever need. She hated, but did so with a smile on her face.

The next year, she showed up and everyone looked at her differently. They had heard about her and her boyfriend falling "down a sink hole" and not being recovered for a week or so. She had become a stick, so thin and hollow. Her boyfriend transferred to be with her. They often sat in the back of the classroom and talked in hushed voices.

The first day of junior year, they noticed two students were missing. They never said why, just that they wouldn't be coming back.

The never would have guessed that the beautiful girl who had sat in the same desks as them had died in a war they couldn't see.