Disclaimer: I am most definitely not Rick Riordan. If I was, I would have written House of Hades ages ago
Annabeth's POV
I am Annabeth Chase. I am not your normal teenager. I am the second-time official architect of Olympus because Olympus was destroyed after the Titan War. Most importantly, I am girlfriend of Percy Jackson. Squeal! Mental face palm. AH! I sound like an Aphrodite girl…. But then, Percy is hot. I really miss him. Ugh, I hate being in San Francisco. I mean, it's great to be with my dad and all, but my stepmom and stepbrothers are really getting on my nerves. Plus, did I mention that I really miss Percy? Oh. Yeah, I did. I think Percy is addling my brain. I decided to text Percy. It was 4 in the afternoon in San Francisco, so it was… 6AM in New York. Guess he wouldn't respond. Oh well, he could reply when he woke up. After the Giant War, the Hephaestus Cabin had lots of time, so they developed this tiny chip that when inserted, made the phone 'monster-proof', as Percy put it. I got a white Iphone 5, that had a white case with a gray owl and a sea-green trident on it. Percy got a black Iphone 5 with the same design except that his case color was black. I got bored and decided to design some things for Olympus. After the Giant War, I became architect again, and it was fun, but really, really, extremely tiring. Aphrodite wanted white, marble statues of herself everywhere, and Ares wanted colossal, blood-red statues of him with 'wicked sharp swords and lots of weapons' as he said. Zeus wanted a skydiving area. Demeter wanted wheat fields and cereal factories. Dionysus wanted asylums and vineyards. Sometimes, I wish I was in New York so I could check on Olympus more regularly. Well…part of that reason was because I could see Percy more. Ugh… I miss his beautiful, mesmerizing, sea-green eyes, and his permanently messy raven-black hair. Oh well, I might as well read a book. I am currently on the 'City of Fallen Angels' by Cassandra Clare. Jace is hot. Don't tell Percy that though, he'd get jealous. So, just as I was taking out my book from my tote bag, Aphrodite just popped out nowhere.