So, this is a small oneshot I wrote pre-BOTL about Rachel's vision of seeing Percy at the Goode open day.
I always feel like people underestimate the emotional turmoil Rachel must have gone through during the course of her life- Rachel is a very confident person, but even the most confident of people would have been terrified by seeing all these things other people did not, and probably assumed herself mad before encountering Percy, and that people never really see how much Rachel was probably affected by that conversation. Ok. Rant over. (Extra cookies to those who stuck with me through that ::) On with the oneshot!
Paint blooms across the canvas,
blues and purples
and greens,
and greens,
and suddenly the sea appears under
the ministrations of her brush,
wild red hair hastily
pushed away to see better,
light, grass-green eyes
intently focused on inky,
pulchritudinous*
black curls, not really
knowing what she was
painting, only knowing him
in a dream that seemed so,
so much like reality,
but couldn't be.
Monsters?
Really?
All her life she
has seen things no one else has seen,
painting out her supposed
'delusions' and never
telling anybody when suddenly
a flash of laughing, sparkling
green eyes changed everything.
Changed her whole
world.
"Rachel, honey? Are you
finished? Come on sweetheart,
we'll be late for your
induction at Goode!"
She stepped back and sighed.
She wasn't sure
why she remembered this
today, of all days
but she can feel something about
to happen.
Smirking in the mirror,
Rachel Elizabeth Dare
nonchalantly strolled downstairs
and stretched lazily, oblivious
to her mother's screeches.
Look out Percy Jackson.
Here she comes.
*Beautiful
Heyloo, so, Rachel huh? Gut, or nah?
-Z x