Chapter 6
Athena was definitely a cold woman. She was a very beautiful woman, yes, but very cold. The whole car trip was— well— quiet. There was nothing to talk about. Annabeth hardly knew the woman next to her and it was way awkward.
And Athena wasn't exactly a warm person to be around.
She had grey calculating eyes like Annabeth's, but unlike Annabeth—hers were cold and were prone to glare at people who she thought were below her. Athena's blonde hair was turning a bit grey from age, making her look even more like an evil step mother.
But through all that, Annabeth could see the troubled look in her eye as if she lost a lot that meant more to her than anything else. She deduced that it had to do with her real dad, though she didn't dare ask about him.
They got to the house that was now going to be hers. Without any servants to help her, Annabeth took all her stuff inside.
"You're room is upstairs, down the hall to the door to your left." Athena said tiredly before she retired to her own room next to the living room.
"Thanks for the warm welcome", Annabeth wanted to say—but she refrained. She took a deep breathe and dragged her suitcase up the stairs and down the short hall. It wasn't a large house so her room was easy to find. She walked in to find a plain old bed with grey sheets. There was a wooden desk in the corner and a glass door beside it that led to a small balcony.
She walked to the desk and saw the words "My life sux" scratched into the wood. Her fingers ran over the marks with a sad expression on her face.
Crystal knew she wasn't meant to live this life—but was I?, Annabeth wondered.
She left her suitcase on the floor and went out the door and onto the balcony. It was a great view of the whole neighborhood. She knew this was going to be one of her favorite places to be.
Only one tear was allowed to escape her eyes. She missed her fake family dearly—especially Percy. He always could make the worst situation better and make her laugh. She missed his arms protectively holding her— with brotherly affection of course.
She felt a presence behind her and turned around to see Athena staring at her with an almost motherly gaze.. then it disappeared as soon as Annabeth had turned around.
"Come down to eat. You must be hungry."
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Percy tried not to glare holes into the bitch's stupid head. She had managed to make him furious within five minutes since she got here. The bitch was rotten spoiled already. You would think a girl would have a little consideration for others.
She was ordering servants around like she had them her whole life.
She even started ordering him—which was why he was angry as hell at the moment.
Plus, the crazy bitch of a sister wouldn't leave him alone.
"Perccyyy!" came a scream from the bathroom.
This girl, thought Percy.
He massaged his temples with his forefinger.
Walking over to the bathroom he already knew what she was going to say.
Percy wasn't used to seeing really nice cotton wipes in the bathroom. It was Crystal's obviously and was apparently used for the face. Percy might have used it as hand towels.
But seriously, how was Percy supposed to know that the lovely looking angelic cotton sheets of white were not for drying? And boy, did they make great wipes— for the hands, of course.
"You used up all my special makeup wipes! How am I supposed to erase my makeup now?! I can't go to bed with my makeup on. My skin will make me look like an ugly hag!"
"Good." Percy said calmly.
Crystal was shaking with rage, making Percy step back a little. She looked pretty scary.
"Look, I'll just buy you some more. It's no big deal." Percy said, with his palms up in surrender.
"It's 20 bucks a pack!"
Percy looked at her weird.
"20 bucks? That's not very expensive."
That's when Percy realized that Crystal acted like a spoiled brat, but she really didn't know what expensive really meant, concerning her circumstances before coming here.
What a weird girl, Percy thought.
But at the same time, he felt a little sorry for her— just a little.
"Kids. Dinner's ready." Sally called from downstairs.
His mom's voice wasn't what it used to be. It was dulled down with sadness.
"Come on, Crystal. Let's go eat."
She followed, walking out first as if to make it seem like it was her own decision.
Percy walked after her, glaring holes in her back.