My first storyyyyy okay enjoy
Disclaimer:
I do not own Percy Jackson or Heroes of Olympus or even ToA. Rick Riordan does, the lucky guy.
Annabeth POV
Who? Who is he? Who is the boy I am meant to love?
I let out an audible sigh. It's been a month since I turned sixteen and my Soul Searching had finally started. That meant my soulmate had also turned sixteen recently. I was growing fond of the constant glimpses, fond of the voice in my head, fond of the ruffled black hair and clear, sea green eyes that were the only image in my dreams now. I was growing fond of him. And that worried me.
I never wanted a soulmate. I always thought love was a silly, fickle thing. Always joking about my love struck friends, I never realised that I would fall in love too. It didn't seem like a possibility to me. Soulmates are all about emotion and passion. I'm all about logic and discipline. I guess you could blame my mum for that. She trained me to be a little version of her. Not that that's a problem. I love architecture just as much as she does and really wish I could grow up to be as successful as her. But mum never really had a soulmate. Sure, she loved my dad, but they weren't brought together by destiny. Rather, they met through an architectural project mum was working on at a historical site. They split up around when I was seven. Then dad married my step mother, who, apparently, was his real soulmate. Although she may be all goody goody in front of dad, she is such a hotheaded hag to me. And she birthed Bobby and Matthew, the demon children.
All in all, love wasn't a thing I was exposed to much, especially since dad was always away on some work trip. And when I stayed with mum all she did show cold emotion towards me. I never felt any romantic attraction towards anyone really. Until now. And that's what scared me.
Sorry for the short chapter. Just character buildup stuff. First fic. Yay! Anyway...hope y'all enjoy!