Hi! My second fic, a story about Annabeth, starting from a young age. I do not own PJO;)
Annabeth despised her life. A father that hated her, a stepmother that thought she was a monster, two annoying little brothers, and an unknown mother who had abandoned her. Things couldn't get much worse.
One day, she was sitting in school after she had just finished a test and saw another girl writing in a journal. Her name was Jordyn, and she was always either frowning or looking sad- probably similar to how Annabeth looked right now. However, when the girl was writing, she smiled.
This gave Annabeth an idea- to keep a journal. She wasn't sure what purpose it would serve, but if it gave this girl happiness, why not her?
After school that day, she walked to the store and bought herself a nice leather bound notebook. It was gray leather with a black owl etched into the front of it.
She wasn't sure why, but Annabeth had always been strangely drawn to owls. Maybe it was because they looked so calm and serene all the time, or maybe it was because they reminded her of herself. Big gray eyes, quiet, and smart.
She really didn't feel like going back home just yet, so she made her way to a park that overlooked the Pacific Ocean. San Francisco could be really beautiful in some places.
Excited by the idea of her new journal, Annabeth Chase, age 7, sat down and began to write.
A/N: I plan for the next chapters to be some of her entries, kind of telling her story my way. Then, I'll have it be in the present at camp, reading them with someone, but let's not worry about that yet;) Anyways, please review, I really think I could gesomehow where with this story. Flames are OK, but try to give constructive criticism when possible;)