Losing Him Before My Eyes

By: PrincessSparkle101

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Amanda POV

I sighed with content, leaning into my fiancé. I giggled, fiancé what a wonderful word to say.

"What's so funny?" My boyfriend, no, fiancé, asked.

I turned, gazing into his deep sea green eyes, "Nothing. Just this."

I twirled the silver ring. Silver wrapped around a gem, the color of my fiancées beautiful eyes.

He smiled and pluncked his head onto my shoulder, "I love you, "

"I love you more, Mister Sea Prince."

"No, I cannot take this," He shook his head and yelled, "I, PERCY JACKSON, LOVE AMANDA YOUNG, MORE THAN ANY OTHER HUMAN, DEMIGOD, GOD, GODDESS, TITAN, TITANUS, PREMIDORAL, OR MONSTER IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD!"

I just laughed and shook my head, "Once a child, always a child."

You must be wondering how I meet the great Perseus Jackson. And who I am. Well let me tell you what happened.

Amanda POV (continued)

It was a pretty normal day so far. The key words being 'so far'.

Rachel Dare had invited me over to a party. A party that went from 8pm all the way till noon the next day. It was supposed to be the most epic party of the year!

I have barely any experience with parties. I get invited to them all the time, but my parents never let me out of the house past nine. Sad right? But you know, high schoolers always get into trouble, according to literally everyone.

I have a social life, and people love me because I am popular. And because I'm one of the nicest people you'll meet.

In high school you have to be late to parties. Its a rule called being fashionably late.

I'm early though, I have to be because Rachel is helping me with my hair and make up and in return I'm helping with decorations. If you're hosting that's the only exception to the rule.

Rachel finished twisting my curled locks of hair above my head into a crown. I sat on her bed and played with the short sea green and gold dress. The skirt flared out, and the straps wrapped around the back of my neck.

"Done!" She stepped back to admire her work, "Wait, one more thing."

She pulled two strands off hair from the braids, letting them dangle on each side of my face.

Rachel pushed me to the nearest mirror. "Wow." I gasped, the stranger girl in the mirror dropping her jaw too.

It was me though, somehow she was me. I had small waves in my black hair, calm like the ocean. The girl in the mirror has curled, styled hair. She's nothing like me, that's for sure.

The only familiar thing was my wide brown eyes. They had a hint of crimson and gold swirling around in them. I wish I was this beautiful all the time.

Flash forward about 3 hours and I'm the life of the party. Just kidding, I'm that person awkwardly standing in the corner.

Strobe lights burn my eyes, and I blindly stumble past hanging streamers. It didn't help that I was wearing thin gold heels.

Teenage girls and boys grind to the music. Its the only way across, but I do not want to get close to the mass of drunk people.

As I step onto the dance floor area, highschoolers shove me into other people. It becomes a dance of some sort. Shove-trip-bump-spin-shove-trip-bump.

Most of the student population is drunk by around 10. I'm not a fortune teller, but I can predict that soon there will only be drunk brainless zombies running the party.

I know that the whole school came, the people I couldn't find were upstairs, in the mansions many rooms.

"Hi, hey, hello, oh you look great, nice to see you, hi!" I said to the seniors I recognized.

Some nodded back, others exchanged a few words with me.

I took a sip of some weirdly colored drink, the burning sensation of alcohol in my throat. I set the cup down. Even water seemed to be drugged at parties nowadays.

After a while it becomes too much. More people streaming into the party, and the music blaring at top volume.

Feet stampede the floor and the air is thick with the unpleasant scent of people and beer.

All of a sudden it pops into my head. The GARDEN! I navigated through the maze of people and doors till I found a clear door leading to the backyard.

Somehow no one thought of going outside like me, weird. I'm not complaining though, peace and quiet finally.

Ivy, smaller trees, and cute little fruit plants were scattered across the yard. String lights illuminated the garden area so no one could trip.

I breathed in the fresh air and sat down on a marble bench below the stary night sky. I closed my eyes and felt myself relax.

I don't know how long I sat there, hours, minutes, before a voice jolted me out of my reviour.

"How long can you sit like that?" A boy, from the sound of it, asked. I opened one eye, curious, and jumped back, surprised by the sea green eye meeting mine.

The problem was, there was no backing of the bench, and by jumping back, I fell right off.

Maybe I expected to be caught in the embrace of my hero, but I felt my butt hit the hard pact dirt below.

I gritted my teeth and tried to push my self up, but my head throbbed too much.

The boy smirk disappeared and a look of panic appeared. He stuck his hand out for me, "I-sor-um-I!" He stuttered, "Let me help you!"

As he helped me up I could've sworn he muttered something like, "Its always mortals!"

That's when I felt the liquid trickling down my scalp. I lifted my hand to it and it came back red.

The boy cursed in some language I couldn't understand and picked me up.

My body bounced a bit in his arms as he ran and I could hear yelling.

I was scared, but as I fell unconscious, I couldn't help but feel safe in his arms.

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Sorry this was short, but I promise the next ones will be longer because they will be in Percy's POV too.

Tell me if you like Amanda or if you want someone else to end up with Percy! I'll be making a poll in maybe 3 to 5 chapters on who Percy will end up with.