Hey, everyone! I am Annabeth Chase. Right now, I am standing at the Athens International Airport waiting for my mom to come pick me up and this is my story. Before moving ahead in the story, let's take a while to get to know me. Shall we?

My full name is Annabeth Minerva Chase and I am 16 years old. I will be a senior in high school this year and I want to be an architect after graduating which brings me here in Greece. My mom is also an architect so I thought that I should get some real life experience this summer. My parents divorced when I was 7 and since then, my dad lives in New York while my mom lives in Greece. My dad is a history professor. He married my step-mom 2 years after the divorce and now, I have 2 twin step-brothers who I love more than anything.

Back to the Story-

I spotted my mom's car parked 20 feets away and started walking towards it.

"Hey, mom!", I called out once I was in hearing distance. She turned around, her grey eyes piercing through every piece of me. No matter how hard I try, I will never get used to her eyes even though I have the same eyes. They seem so calculating and burning with rage all the time. I wonder if people think the same about my eyes.

"Annabeth, darling! You have grown so much in 2 years into a beautiful woman.", she pulled me in for a hug which I happily returned. "You must be tired. Let's let you home."My mom directed me towards the passenger seat while she went to the driver's seat.

I couldn't do anything other than stare at our house. It stood elegantly in the middle of the neighborhood supported with greek pillars. The driveway was lined with orchids on both sides. At the end of the driveway, a beautifully carved pathway lead to the main entrance where a fountain stood proud right in front of it. On either sides of the foundations was a mini garden filled with roses, jasmines, daffodils, lilies, gardenias, etc.

The interior was just as breath-taking as the exterior. A wide staircase led upstairs right in the middle. On the right was the living room, equipped with a circular sofa-set and 2 side tables and 1 coffee table. Pictures hung everywhere- modern art, flowers, landscapes, family pictures. The kitchen was on the left of the stairs looked posh with marble flooring and there was a room attached to it with a dining table in it. Another door, next to the stairs, led to a bathroom.

There was a long hallway on the second floor with a door popping up every now and then. My mom guided me to the second door on the right.

"This is your room, Annabeth. There is a attached bathroom. Also, you can furnish and decorate it however you like later, okay. Now, go on ahead. I will be downstairs at the dining table. Bye." With that, she was gone.

Perfect- my first response upon seeing my room. The walls were painted blue-grey with hinds of dark blue. Two of the walls were stacked with rows and rows of books which I loved. On the opposite wall, was the bed and dresser. There was a door on the side which I thought was the bathroom.

I went inside and took 10 minutes to freshen up and then, head downstairs.

My mom was waiting on the dinner table for me as promised. I took a seat next to her.

"Hey, mom"

"Hey, Annabeth. How did you like your room?"

"It's perfect. Thanks for all the books. They are the best part."

"I thought you would like it. Like mother, like daughter.", she said with a laugh.

Both of us took out spaghetti and meatballs and started eating quietly until my mom broke the silence.

"Not to hurry you or anything, but what do you plan on doing here?"

"I was thinking about looking around for a while and then, work with you for the rest of the summer. What do you think?"

" That's great, but I won't be able to take you to my job everyday. My boss is very strict about family."

"That's fine, mom. I just want to watch you work so that I can get some experience. Maybe, I can help you if need any", I said with a smile although I was feeling kind of dissappointed inside.

"Alright, honey"

The rest of the dinner was just filled with small talk. I got to know more about my mom's job. She works for this company called Oceanic Inc. The company deals with water-realted projects and my mom is their architect for any buildings or ships. What really stuck out though was that the CEO of the company is just 19 years old. Wow!

After putting the dishes in the dishwasher and wishing good night to each other, my mom and I parted ways. She went to her study while I went up to my room, took out a book,and began reading.

After a while, I drifted into sleep with a last thought- Life is so nice and simple. If only, it stayed simple...