A/N: I am going to continue and bring Percy into the story and so far I think it is going to be Annabeth's POV the entire time. Enjoy!
"Please turn off all electronic devices because the plane will be landing soon."
I turned off my tablet and phone, pulled my seat into the upright position, and grabbed my purse from under the seat.
I looked out the window and saw New York and all the buildings stretched out below me. The plane started its descent and I took a piece of gum out from my purse and popped it in my mouth. It had a minty flavor and I hoped that it would get rid of my gross breath from the peanuts the plane offered.
As we got closer to the ground I started to wonder what my mom was thinking now. She was probably pissed. There would be no doubt a ton of missed calls when I landed.
The plane touched down ending the flight. It was a smooth landing, and I was impressed with the pilot's skill. I remember when I was a kid my mom and I would always comment on the landing. But that was before school started and grades were the only thing that mattered.
We had to wait a couple minutes before exiting the plane but when we did I made sure I was one of the first off the plane. The airport was crowded surprisingly because it was around 4:30 am in New York.
I headed towards the luggage carousal but the wafting smell of the hot dogs distracted me. I quickly walked over to a small food stand and bought one. I spat out my gum in a trashcan then I ate it. It tasted so good. The flavor remained in my mouth for the remainder of the walk to the carousal.
Remembering why I had had gum in the first place made me grab another one and start chewing. It didn't taste good mixed with the flavor of the hot dog, but I didn't spit it out.
I noticed the number of the other men and women lined up beside me waiting for their luggage was dwindling so I looked for my suitcase. It was black like any other but it had a stripe of silver ductape wrapped around the handle.
I saw mine moving in my direction so I decided to wait until it got closer. A feminine hand reached for the handle of my bag and I jogged in that direction. When I reached the area of where the mysterious hand had taken my bag I saw a girl with choppy brown hair and eyes that changed color.
"Excuse me, that's my bag."
"Oh sorry! It looked like my mom's."
"No worries."
I took my suitcase and pulled out the longer handle. I smiled at the girl and said, "I'm Annabeth."
I stuck out my hand and she did the same. "Piper. Why are you coming to New York?"
"My dad lives here. I'm assuming you live here?"
I had a strange feeling in my stomach. I dismissed it as my mother's words always telling me to stay away from strangers. If I never talked to strangers, how was I supposed to make friends?
"I live here. My mom just got back from a trip and I was coming to pick her up. Luckily I am done with Finals because if I wasn't I definitely wouldn't be here."
"Same. I finished finals last week."
"Are you a junior?"
"Well summer before senior year." She nodded her head.
"Are you going to get your mom's bag?"
"Oh yeah, thanks."
She looked at the last few bags circling the carousal and grabbed one that looked very similar to mine.
"So you came here to visit your dad right?"
"Yeah I've actually never met him."
"Wow. My dad's busy but at least I've met him."
We walked over to a lady who looked in her late 30's and was very pretty. "Annabeth this is my mom, Aphrodite."
"Nice to meet you."
"Likewise. Piper, did you take the Mercedes?"
"Yes mom."
"Good we have to go."
"I have to go to. It was nice meeting you Piper."
"Um do you want my number? You probably don't know very many people. My friends and I could give you a tour."
"Oh yeah sure."
She handed me a piece of paper.
"Bye."
"Bye Annabeth. Hope you like your dad!"
They walked towards the parking structure and I walked to the line of cabs right outside the airport doors. With my suitcase rolling behind me and my purse on my shoulder I took a deep breath and headed to the first one.
I opened the door and sat in the backseat with my suitcase right beside me. The cabbie turned around.
"You could put that in the trunk lady."
"I'm fine thank you."
"Alright. Where to?"
I handed him the paper with my father's address and he plugged it into the navigator. He pulled out of the driveway thing in front of the airport into an almost empty road. It was weird how the airport was so crowded and the streets weren't.
We drove for about ten minutes where I was practically glued to the window. The city looked beautiful with the lights shining down. And the architecture was inspiring. I loved the way something so simple was so complex at the same time.
The cabbie pulled the car to a complete stop.
"$22."
I handed him the money then grabbed my suitcase and pulled it out of the cab. I looked to make sure I had everything then shut the door. I put the cash back in my purse and then remembered the cabbie had the address. I quickly opened the door before he could drive away.
"The address please?"
"Here you go."
He handed it to me and I shut the door again. When I turned around I realized just how nice the building was. I walked through the door into the lobby away from the streets of New York with who knew what dangers awaited a 17 year old girl. Oh wait I could definitely think of a few.
The paper I was holding said room number 119. The elevator was across the lobby so when I walked through the library I saw the mirrors and the carpet. I began to wonder just how rich my dad was.
Oh crap. I never told my dad I was coming. The elevator doors closed and I began to freak. What would he do when he saw a seventeen year old girl just show up on his doorstep? Would he even now it was me?
The doors opened and I walked down the hall looking at the door numbers. When I reached 119. I looked at the time. It was almost 6. They were probably awake right?
I knocked before I could change my mind. A woman in her mid 30s opened the door. She looked tired but at least she was awake.
"Can I help you?"
"Um does a Mr. Chase live here?"
"Yes. Can I ask who you are?"
"I'm his daughter."
"He doesn't have a daughter I'm sorry."
A man's voice called out.
"Honey! Who's at the door?"
"Oh a girl. No one really."
She began to shut the door when I heard footsteps approaching. The door opened wide again revealing the man who had spoken. I assumed it was my dad.
"Annabeth? Is it really you?"
I didn't trust my voice so I just nodded. He ushered me in. I saw twins looking at me with big curios eyes. They looked like they were 6 years old. The woman who opened the door looked furious.
"Annabeth why are you here?"
My voice finally started to work.
"I wanted to meet you and mom was pushing me into something I didn't want to do. I know this was kind of unexpected but I was confused and I took a chance. I f you want me to leave I could. I didn't know you remarried or had kids."
"It's alright. I'm just so happy I got to meet you. This is my wife Helen and my boys Bobby and Mathew. They are 6."
I kneeled down to their level and said hi. They darted between Helen's legs. My dad pulled me into a kitchen that was off to the right. I could see the living room through the empty door way and the hallway that had lead to the front door.
"Annabeth, were you planning to stay here?"
"Kinda. I didn't really plan anything. I'm sorry."
"No worries. We have a spare bedroom."
We walked through the living room to a hallway in the back. There were 4 doors. I saw one lead to a bathroom. I assumed the other ones lead to a parents bedroom, a spare, and a kid's bedroom. He opened the farthest door on the left that was next to the bathroom.
The walls were white and the bedspread was grey. A desk was in the corner underneath the window and a cabinet was opposite the bed. The furniture was white and the floors were a dark brown wood.
"I was hoping you would come eventually so I made sure we had an extra room."
"Thanks… dad."
He looked like he wanted to hug me so I walked over to him and pulled him close. His arms wrapped around me doing the same.
"Sorry to interrupt, but could I talk to you, Frederick? Privately? In the kitchen?"
"Oh yeah sure. Annabeth make yourself comfortable."
He walked out and I laid down on the bed. It was super comfortable. I remembered I left my suitcase by the door so I walked over and zipped it open pulling out the clothes I packed and neatly laying them in the drawers. When I finished I slid the suitcase under the bed.
The two boys peeked their heads into the room.
"Hey guys. I'm Annabeth, your sister."
"I didn't know we had a sister."
"She isn't your sister." A voice spat. I recognized it as Helen's.
The boys scampered out of the room.
"You may be the product of my husband's first marriage but that doesn't mean that I have to like you."
"I'm sorry. It's just I never meet my father and my mother never let me do anything I wanted to do and I got sick of it. It was rude to expect you guys to just let me in, but I appreciate it so much."
She sighed.
"I shouldn't be taking my anger out on you. It's not your fault. I did always want a daughter. Maybe we could get along? I don't know. But I'm sorry for being rude."
"I'm getting you didn't know I existed."
"I didn't but you seem so confused that I guess you deserve to know who your dad is. I'm not going to get in the way. Do you want breakfast? I was making pancakes."
"I would love that. Thanks."
I walked out the door following Helen to the kitchen. She handed me a plate with a few large pancakes. I began to eat them and I immediately fell in love.
"These are amazing! My mom never let me eat pancakes at home. She always told me they were too fattening."
"Seems like your mom was pretty controlling."
"Yeah she always told me what to do. It was always eat this don't drink that. She even told me what college I was allowed to go to and what classes she wanted me to take. Before I left, I told her that I wanted to be an architect. She flipped to say the least. That's when I told her I didn't want to be her legacy. I wanted to be me. But she couldn't handle that, so I left. For the first time ever I can finally choose what I want to do."
"Wow I'm sorry Annabeth. I know I could never be your real mom, but I would love to take you shopping or something. I want to be apart of your life. I may have been mad before but because your dad is my husband then I am going to be a good step mom."
"Thanks that means a lot."
When I finished the pancakes I took a shower. When I got out I changed into shorts and a t-shirt. I went shopping with Helen for about two hours and we bought a lot of clothes. It was nice to finally go shopping with out my mom.
I laughed a lot and had such a good time. Later that day I went to bed. I finally had a family or more than the one I had before. Even though Thalia was gone I began to think I could be happy in New York. I was going to hang out with Piper tomorrow, Helen didn't hate me, I finally met my dad, and I had brothers. This definitely going to be a great summer.