Dreams Only Last For A Night
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the song
AN: This is my first story multi chapter story, at least the first one I've submitted. I would love to know what you think of it I'll attempt to update as much as possible, but that's sorta hard when your not always is the writing mood. I won't keep you waiting any longer, without further ado: Dreams Only Last for a Night
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Before you ask witch way to go
Remember where you've been.
Stay Awake!
Get a grip and get out, your safe,
From the weight of the world.
Just take a second to set things straight.
I'll be fine!
Even though I'm not always right,
I can count on the sun to shine
Dedication takes a life time,
But Dreams only last for a night.
Chapter 1
All Annabeth Chase wanted was to be alone. She didn't want help, she didn't need help. She wished peoople would let her be, she had a brain, why not let her use it. She could be completely self reliant, if they only let her. By "they" she meant the servants that worked in her father's manner house. The treated her like a child, they smothered her constantly. Wading on her, doing this, doing that, like she couldn't do it her self.
So there she lay, in her large canopied bed, pretending to be asleep. She planed to wait for the last servant to leave her courters before she got out of bed. She was prepared to wait as long as it took. She hated them, all of them. But as luck would have it, the last maid wandered out a bit earlier then expected. She waited a few more seconds before pushing the blankets of her and sitting up. She sat quietly, listening for her family. She heard a distant sound of silverware clanking together, her family was eating there morning meal. She slung her legs over the side of her bed and padded quietly to the terrace.
It was a beautiful day in Greece. The sun was shining over the ocean, making it glow orange. The birds were singing songs worthy of Apollo himself. She took a deep breath of salt air thinking about the day ahead of her. She ran back to her room and quickly got dressed for the day; she wore a simple white, one shouldered dress that extended to a few inches above her knees with a thin gold belt on which a bronze knife was strapped. Gold circlets adorned her hair, arms and neck. Her long blonde hair was woven along her side. She slung a small bag over her shoulder, and walked back out to the terrace.
She walked all the way to the right side were the wall was coverd with ivy. She sat on the terrace wall, her feet dangling as she looked for hand and foot holds she could use to climb down. She had done this almost every day to avoid her family and the onslaught of servants. As she was about to swing herself over the edge, her stomach gave out a low growl. She was hungry. She sighed and turned back on to the terrace.
She walked through the halls of the manner as if she was walking to her death. She hated her family, they all thought she was a freak. Her own father thought she was a mistake. Her step mother wouldn't let Annabeth near her normal children. All because she was a demi-god. Her mother was Athena, goddess of wisdom and battle strategy, this made her prone to attacks and other annoying obstacles. When she reached the vast dining area, she saw her family was already halfway through the meal. "Oh, Annabeth darling, nice to see you up and about," her father said eyeing he as if she were a rabid dog chasing after him. She spread some butter on half of a bagel and was about to walkout the door when her step mother spoke, "And where are you going?" Annabeth turned around slowly, trying not to let her anger show; she cleared her throut softly then said with false politeness, "To visit my dear mother." Her step mother's face went very pale and her father choked on his orange juice. She then turned around and walked out the door with a smug girl plastered on her pretty face.
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AN: The first chapter is always the hardest…. Well I should have the next chapter up soon so bare with me. Uhhhh…. I could use a beta reader so if your interested let me know
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