I cant believe I'm making ANOTHER story when I already have one on the go but I just had this great idea for a fanfic and i had to start it cus its AWESOME! ok so whats gonna happen is... I'll tell you in summary. Disclaimer: No characters main characters belong to me! Ok so COMMENT! that often encourages me to write another chapter quickly other wise it just deflates!
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
"Now just calm down for a second and let me explain Annabeth!" Said my dad getting more impatient by the second, he never had patience for me ever since she moved in.
"WHY SHOULD I?! YOUR GETTING MARRIED TO A WITCH I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" I yelled at him. Now I know that may sound quite immature but I assure you its for very good reasons. Let me explain, my dad, Frederick Chase is getting married to an evil witch by the name of Helen. No seriously she's actually a witch! She graduated from Beauxbatons Academy of magic, an all girls school for magically blessed people. She absolutely hates me all because I made a very bad first impression, but first of all it wasn't even my fault I dropped and stepped on her necklace that had been passed down through generations! she bumped me! and Second, You can't judge someone on a first impression because maybe they were just having a bad day!
"Annabeth, please! Let me explain!" I'd had enough.
"YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M GOING TO TAKE MOMS OFFER TO GO LIVE WITH HER! ANYTHING TO GET AWAY FROM... FROM... HER!" God I couldn't even say her name I hated her so much.
He just stood there for a moment. "Oh, is that how it is?" I said now deadly quiet. "You'd rather I go right? Right?!" Then he snapped out of it.
"You know what? I gonna call her right now." I stated. And so I waltzed over to the phone and dialed my moms number.
"... Hi mom?... Yes it's Annabeth... Well I'm calling to accept you're offer... yes... you've already booked a ticket?!...alright, well I'll get packing then... Kay bye, see you soon... bye." I hung up a little surprised at my mother. I said I was accepting her offer and then two seconds later she'd booked the ticket... Where would we be without technology! Anyway getting back to the matter at present. I turned back to my dad. "I'll be leaving for San-Fransisco tomorrow at 3 PM. I'm going to go pack." And without another word I went upstairs, leaving my dad still staring at the exact same spot I was standing in.
Well here I am. I'm in San-Fransisco with my two giant suitcases and two carry ons waiting for my mom. Now you could imagine when I saw my mom step out of a limousine that I was admiring. "M-mom! Y-you're Rich?!"
"How did you know was it the limo? or maybe the clothes... I knew they were too flashy!" She then mumbled, "Stupid stylist."
I had to hide my laugh, my mom was actually quite funny without meaning to but if you laugh she'll get really angry.
"Anyway! Honey you're going to love what I have in store for you!" She said after cursing her stylist. "You're going to be a manager!"
I stared at her dumbfounded. "A what?! I haven't even graduated yet!"
"Oh don't worry about that I pulled a few strings and made sure you graduated early!"
I felt a bit of disappointment. I'll never have the experience of going up on stage and getting my diploma then throwing my hat up in the air with everyone else. Oh... and going to the dance... with someone like Ethan Nakamura. "So then... What a I managing?" I asked genuinely curious.
"Olympus Hotel!" She exclaimed and my jaw dropped onto the dirty airplane floor.
I know I know cliffy... awesome right?