As requested: Drew is the one.

Some of you voted Calypso, even though she's not in the list. That has a reason. This is one-sided. Percy/Calypso, is not. Percy loves her, maybe not much, but in the book it's said he does, and he frees her from the island. Anyway, if you want to, I can make Percy not ove her and make a Calypso one-sided, but there were only two votes, so Drew wone.

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You're the bad guy.

Of course, that's not true. You're not a guy, but still, the meaning is the same. You are the one people roll their eyes when talking about, "Drew? Yeah, she's an annoying freak."

Even so, you have a reason to be an annoying freak. You're a daughter of Aphrodite that everyone considered weak. You remember…

"Who are you?" you asked, scared and beautiful in the moonlight, just after being with Daniel the satyr.

The boy with the black hair answered "Percy Jackson, and you?"

He was your age, probably, 13 or 14, and had such beautiful sea-green eyes… they were incredible. And you were known for appreciating beauty.

"Kiss me"you said, because everybody had the tendency to do what you said.

Percy looked confused for a moment, as in every time you enchanted someone, and leaned to kiss you.

But he didn't, he instead takes your bat that you carry to defend yourself and laughs "Yeah right. Sorry, but I didn't catch your name, kiss girl"

You blushed a deep shade of red and answered "Drew"

Percy nodded, "Daughter of Aphrodite" he said.

You grabbed his arm "Is it all true? Do the gods really exist?"

He looked at you for one moment too long, and you pressed your lips to his.

Fire exploded all round you. This was kissing. How had you lived without this.

But Percy Jackson pulled away as soon as you made contact "What the hell? You're a daughter of Aphrodite, all right."

And he leaved, leaving you standing in front of a pine tree, your satyr running towards a house.

If the gods exist, you thought, then I'm part god. If I'm part god, I have powers. Could it be that that ability to bend to your will was a power? You would practice. Get him. Make him fall in love with you. Yes, that was it. Love was power.

You became a different person with power. You easily ordered everyone in your cabin around. You had more close attempts at building a relationship between you and Percy, but he was by far too stubborn to crumble at your feet.

So, you start being even more mean, frustrated by his rejection in a way impossible to describe.

Then, the war starts.

First, you're as scared as hell, and you don't think you're going to survive this. But then you see him , proud and fearless, with his plans and his innocent mind.

"Exquisite" you murmur and you long for his lips on yours.

Then the war comes.

It's not unexpected, but it still takes you by surprise. And it takes you completely off guard when he goes to war, to fight for you.

Of course, that's not true, but you chose to ignore that last detail.

It feels like heaven when you survive, and when you know he does too.

You approach him at the campfire, and you surprise both him and yourself by kissing him.

He's so startled, so surprised, that he pulls away two seconds after you know you've got him. Which is, two seconds after the kiss is started.

But, somehow, you know this time is different. His lips taste different. They are still fire and explosions and they still make your heart race, but they are like…used.

"What do you think you're doing, Drew?" he asks, wiping his mouth quickly

"Who did you kiss?" you ask, eagerly

He frowns "You have absolutely no right –"

"Who did you kiss?"

"Annabeth" he gives in, like enchanted by your voice

Slowly and painfully, your heart brakes. Pieces slowly disintegrating and leaving you heart-less.

"Well" you say "I bet you liked my kiss better."

"I have no idea why you're like this, Drew, but I like Annabeth"

"Helllo?" the blonde demigod says, "Percy?"

His name on her lips sounds wrong to you, so full of love and longing. You should be the one that gets to kiss him and love him and hug him and…

"I'm coming Wise Girl, Drew here, was just telling me to tell Will that he's a great archer" he jokes and kisses her cheek. They both go to their cabins, and you're alone.

His lie takes you by surprise. You had thought he would have turned you in to his powerful girlfriend. But no, it's as if… he actually likes you.

The possibility, as false as the love you think you see in his eyes, starts sounding better and better to you, and you slowly think you've got him. Finally.

You spend weeks plotting your final step on the plan that is now called, 'How to get Percy Jackson'. Slowly, even your siblings hate you, and soon you are all alone, only one bright burning thought on your mind. Get him. GET HIM!

Then, he goes missing.

It's horrible, to say in the least, but you're not even disturbed.

Surely, this is a trick, so that he can run away with you. Surely, this is so that you can be together without Annabeth bothering you.

One moth passes, and he still hasn't come to you.

It's alright, he'll be here soon enough, you tell yourself, and, just to prove that you're right, you try to make him jealous by being more and more seductive to Piper's boyfriend.

Two months and he still hasn't kissed you.

You still feel the ghost of his lips on yours, but it's slowly fading. You can't have that. He loves you, you tell yourself. He'll come.

He doesn't. Not in three months.

Or four.

Or five.

Or six.

Or seven.

Or eight.

On month nine, Camp Half-Blood receives a call. He is fine. He is with Annabeth.

You cry out in despair, and your cabin mates come to you, to help you. But they don't know. In two sentences, your whole life and dreams, are ruined.

Of course, you enter a coma.

"She's not well" you once hear say Chiron "but, why?"

You hear a girls voice. Oh, yes, the oracle who has no sense of fashion "Perseus." But her voice doesn't sound right.

You wake up two months later.

You are alive, and your siblings cry and hug you, even though you know you don't deserve it.

You talk to Percy all the time, and that makes you happy. You ignore it when you're answering him , and somebody says softly "Drew, who are you talking to?"

"Honey, it's Percy" you say once you're tired

"There's nobody there"

This first bothers you, but you feel him with you.

And you fall, slowly but without a cure, into insanity.

Hope you liked it.

I thought of this because it says Drew is mean and heartless, because Percy stole it. She was nice at a beginning (to a point) but she's just blind to this kind of things. I love her character and I think Rick Riordan was really, really spot on to write her.

Okay, options for the next chapter:

-Calypso

-Thalia

-Hazel

-Piper

-Zoë

Also, I don't care that Zoë and Thalia are hunters. I can make them both love them, and not break their vows. If you wanna know how, just review and vote for them.

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-ChocolateIsMyDoom