Hi! So I've got like three or four reviews. Some of them said I was good at writing (thank you) and others said something about personality.

Annabeth's personality on this story is a major role play. I am not giving any spoilers to anyone but my best friend. She is out of character, but I know what I'm doing. Sorry if you find Annabeth annoying, stupid, sweet, girly girl. I'll do the best I can for her without ruining my story.

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-GoddessOfArchitecture

Annabeth's POV

It was the end of the school say, and I was waiting underneath a palm tree, the breeze weaving its way through my honey, golden hair. My father told me he was going to be late to pick me up, which is fine for me because I could do my homework. I slip out my given laptop from the school and enter 'Word 2007' and start typing. Our teacher told me to write a journal about what happened today and to write down my feelings. This was because all the other students were halfway through their own assessment set ages ago. It was on about the twelve gods of Olympus. I wanted to do it as well because I am half Greek and am pretty interested in it. But I still wrote in my journal.

Today was my first day of school. I didn't feel comfortable nor uncomfortable. It was pretty interesting being in a new high school with different students I barely know. But I am lucky enough to have a girl named Thalia to invite me to her table with her friends Leo, Piper and Jason.

Nothing in particular in classes caught my eye... Except for one thing. Mr Brunner, the history teacher, told the rest of the class to do their essay on the gods of Olympus. Did he not think I was capable of handling my own work in four whole weeks? But he told me to write this journal, to spread my feelings. I never really spread my feelings to anyone but my best friends and my dad. But that was only on rare times. This is because...

I shut my laptop shut and close my eyes softly. It was too much to bare. Too much to bare that I actually am different. I don't want- or risk anyone finding out what happened to my family and I. I take in a breath and open my eyes so that I could see my surroundings. I hear the sound of car wheels crunching onto the gravel pathway. I narrow my eyes so that I could see clearer.

It was Rachel.

Her fiery red hair leapt into the vehicle and gives a quick kiss on the cheek on the driver's face. The driver looked like an older version of her. Except, the olde lady had fancy clothes on, obviously giving the 'I'm rich' look. I scowl at the shiny Lexus as it drives away quickly into the dust. I wondered how Percy would like this stupid, spoilt brat.

You're just jealous, something says in my mind.

Never speak of it again, I screech to the innocent voice, my conscience.

It shut up just as a simple silver car runs along towards me. It was my father.

I stand up from the ground and grab my backpack and laptop case. I run towards the car and throw my stuff into the boot. "Hey dad!" I greet him with a smile and a wave.

"Hey, honey! How's your day? I hope you didn't get into trouble!" he says and smiles back.

"Of course not! Why would you think like that? I thought your were my father!" The smile on my face instantly wiped off. But only pretending.

"Geez, Anna! I'm just kidding!"

"You've been kidding a lot these days," I mutter under my breath as I click the seatbelt around my waist.

There was an unknown silence between us. Nothing like this ever happens between us. What is happening right now? What is with our relationship ever since we've arrived in Manhattan?

He starts the car and we drive off into the city. He told me before we'd just brush pass the city and look around, being new and all. Nobody wants to be a noob when you're living in one of the most famous places on earth. We drive around tall buildings, not so modern like I expected it to be. I wonder why it was called 'New York' and in the future, all the buildings that are old are trash.

"So... Do you want to eat something?" Dad asks and looks me in the eye using the mirror.

"Yeah. Sure." I lay my head against the window pane. "Something good."

"Annabeth... I know you're new to this place, and so am I. I really am worried abut what's happening to you. You're becoming depressed so easily by me now. Could you just tell me... tell me why you are like this?"

"What do you mean? It was just a few minutes ago! Nothing so major between us, so sorry and you're forgiven blah blah blah."

Who looks at me sympathetically and turns around the corner. We drive down an avenue and turn left to arrive at a food shack packed with people.

"What do you want, Anna?"

"Anything. Except the ones you think that are bad."

"Okay. I'll be right back. Don't escape or anything."

"Don't worry, I won't." I roll my eyes and grab my laptop through a door connecting to the trunk.

I start typing things up again, except I write about the gods of Olympus.

This presentation I am going to show elaborates with many different types of skills and properties of the gods, so listen out carefully.

First we have the number one king, Zeus. He fully owns the skies, containing lots of minor gods who will not be added to this piece of text. Zeus has a jealous wife, who always seems to be getting mad at him for cheating on her. Ironically, she was the goddess of family. Zeus excels at wind and storm as his main source of power. He could do so much things too, but they are low and isn't needed for the king. Only on special occasions he would use these powers to help someone or to attack.

Write a short story about Zeus (up to 300 words only):

Yes, I know. I stole the essay piece of paper from Mr Brunner. Bent that's because I really want that's because I want to show him that I could handle so much work in a matter of days.

Someone tap on the window pane and I look up expecting it to be my father. It wasn't. It was someone I have seen lately. His name is Luke Castellan.

He smiles at me and gestures for me to open the window so that he could talk to me. I drop my laptop to the other side of my seat and wind down the window. "Hey, Annabeth!" he says.

I smile and blush a little. Flabbergasted, I say, "Oh hey, Luke! I wasn't expecting it to be you here. What are you up to today?"

He grins widely. "Ah, just hanging out with my bros. Well... not bdos, but my best friends. We just love to hang out and have a good day. I brought Thalia, too. Wanna see her?"

"Ah hah. Yes."

Thalia's head pops through the window. Surprised, I jumped back holding my hand to my chest. "Oh gods! Thalia! Did you do that in purpose?" I snap.

"Uh huh. I love to scare the wits outta' people. You know?"

I raise one eyebrow up. "Nope."

"So what are you doing stuck in the car?" she changes the awkward subject.

"My dad is buying some food for me. I just like to hang over here." I shrug like it's no big deal.

"Yo, Thals! I bought our smoothies!" a voice calls from the other side if the street.

"Okay!" she screams back at the person. She turns back to me. "My friend just bought me a smoothie. Luke is just gonna hang here if you don't mind." She gives me a quick wink and runs away.

I stare at her small figure until it has vanished. I look back to Luke, who was leaning against the car door, still smiling.

"What's with the smile?" I ask.

"It's just..." He falters, like he's lost of words. "Thalia can be so annoying sometimes," he quickly says.

"I know. I can't be believe she even invited me over to her table, too."

His smile falls from his face, and his crystal blue eyes became cloudy. "Annabeth. Why can't you believe?"

"What do you mean?" I spat and looked down onto my lap.

"Annabeth. I know what you're feeling right now. Well, not exactly." He chuckles lightly, his cheeks turning a soft pink. "I just feel like I need to know you more..." He pauses for a second before he breathes again. "I want know the real Annabeth that's in there." He points to my heart.

"Hey! What are you doing talking to my daughter! Get outta' my window now, young man!" My father's voice snarls at Luke.

Luke surrenders his arms up. "I'm sorry Mr. Chase! I'm just talking to your daughter about this essay we're doing. I apparently saw her in this car, so I decided to go talk to her about it!" He looks away from my dad, back to me again. "See you at my house, or maybe yours." He gives me a knowing look. He then whispers in my ear, "I'll try and get your phone number. If you have one..."

"Well, young man," my father says sternly. "You seem like a good boy. And this essay of yours? Annabeth hasn't told me yet." I shot my father a hard look, but grateful that he didn't know the real reason why Luke is here.

Luke said his good bye to me and jogged off towards one of his friends who were laughing and playing games at a nearby store. I smile a bit and turn back to my dada who was holding out a whole bag full of food.

"Eat up, sweetie."

When we arrived back home, I have already fully devoured all the food. The food was tasty, being a butt a load of donuts from Krispy Kremes. I rubbed my belly as I flopped onto my queen sized bed. Being efficient, I decided to do more work on the essay that Mr Brunner had set the class.

I hear a knock on the door. Not my door, the front door. I wonder who it was. Dad couldn't open it because he was either sleeping or taking a nice long shower in our new home. I should help dad after our fight. It might mend our rocky relationship.

I race down the stairs, ran through the hall and looked through the small glass. I see a tall lady, with thin glasses placed upon her nose and her curly hair set in a high, tight bun. She was looking away from me, so I couldn't see he face so clearly. I open the door. It was one of the worst mistakes of my life. Because the woman standing right in front of me was my mother.

This is kinda a weird chapter, but I like it though. It was really just to mend some relationships and make new ones. Basically this chapter was about 'relationship build up', the start of relationships with other people.

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stay happy- GOA