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Miss Not-So-Popular

Chapter 18

Annabeth Chase

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That Monday morning, after Lacie had her babies, was dark, snowy, and ominous. It all felt wrong the minute I woke up, something bad was going to happen today, and I just knew it, in the pit of my stomach.

I checked the weather on my TV, and saw that school was cancelled today on account of the heavy blizzard that was still going on. So I wrapped my hair into a messy bun, changed from my ratty pajamas, into some grey sweats, a hot pink and aqua The North Face sweatshirt, grey fuzzie slippers, and headed into the living room, my mom was in her room yet, most likely still asleep, she didn't have to go into work till noon today, because of a meeting.

So I flicked the TV and went to fix myself some breakfast, I grabbed some plain oatmeal from the tiny pantry and put on a pot of coffee, when my oatmeal was finished I sprinkled some cinnamon on it and cut up some apples to top it, then I poured some coffee into a mug with a Chickadee and flopped onto the couch, pulling a warm blanket over my body and beginning to channel surf.

When I finally settled on some old Full House reruns, I settled to eat my breakfast. After finishing I rinsed out the bowl and spoon and slipped them in the dishwasher, then proceeded to pour myself another cup of coffee. My mom stumbled into the kitchen, she must've had a late night last night, because her eyes were swimming in dark blue bags, her usually sleek brown hair was messy and everywhere.

"Good morning dear." She rasped, spooning some of the leftover oatmeal into a bowl and topping it was apples and cinnamon as well.

"Hey mom," I replied, watching the TV intently.

"No school eh? You lucky girl." She let out a tired laugh and sat at the table, eating slowly and sipping a cup of orange juice.

"I know, why no coffee?" I asked, looking over the couch at her.

"Not in the mood, I've got a splitting headache, and the caffeine crash later will just make it worse." She replied, shaking her head and slipping her dishes into the washer then heading off to her room to get ready.


My mom left around 10:45, saying she had other work to do before the big meeting, she, her design team, and her clients were meeting today on the themes they wanted for their new lavish apartment building.

I still had the scary ominous feeling I did when I woke up, and I couldn't shake it. I felt better when I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.

It was Reyna, she texted to ask if it was okay for her to come over. I replied saying yes she could, and continued watching TV while I waited for her.

Time went on, ten minutes, fifteen, twenty, forty-five, an hour. Reyna was never this late. 'The storm must be holding her up' I thought to myself as I lay down on the couch, even though I'd spent the whole day being lazy, I could barely keep my eyes open, and soon I drifted away to sleep.


I woke up to sirens blaring about a street away, and shook my head tiredly, eyes still blurry from my nap. I looked down at my phone to see about a dozen voicemails from my mom, but I shook it off, it was probably just her trying to remind me to start the dishwasher. I got off the couch and pressed a couple buttons on the machine before plopping back down on the couch. Where was Reyna? I looked at the clock, it was 4:30, Reyna'd texted me at around 12:00, it had been four and a half hours.

Had she decided not to come? That wasn't like her. Where was she? I decided to call her, but I got voicemail, so I tried again, there was the answering machine again. Now I was getting worried, Reyna always answered her phone. Those sirens were making me worried. Oh my god what happened while I was asleep? I looked out the darkened window to see sleet pounding against the glass.

I tried checking the weather but the satellite was down, no connection. I looked at my phone, the blizzard was supposed to continue until late tomorrow morning, which meant we most likely wouldn't have school again. I felt my stomach grumble, and went to fix myself some soup.

I plopped a can of Chicken Noodle into a bowl and pressed a minute in on the microwave. I waited, somewhat impatiently for the timer to go off, and gobbled it down as fast as I could. I could hear the sirens again, this time they were going past my street, I scrambled to the window overlooking the road below and saw a fire truck and ambulance speed by, which made my stomach turn when I saw a car following the rescue vehicles that looked a lot like Reyna's sister Hylla's. I heard a door slam, and my mother's heels on the tile. "Annabeth! Why haven't you answered?! I've been trying to reach you all day!" her voice was frantic, and she let her stuff fall to the floor.

"Why mom? What's wrong?" I asked, voice shaking as I turned to face her. She had tear tracks running down her beautiful cheeks and her eyes were read and puffy, makeup running down her face.

"Oh honey," she choked, "those sirens that j-just went by, they were for Reyna. She was in an accident. Somebody's car spun out of control, and they t-boned her, she flipped her car. She's… she's not doing w-well… at all." My mother sobbed, letting the tears fall freely down her cheeks.

It all felt cloudy from there. That ominous feeling I had all day was right, something bad did happen. I felt the tears fall, I heard myself scream, and crumple to the ground, I felt my mother's shaking arms around me, but yet at the same time I felt numb. Nothing would ever be the same.


AN: Hey Everyone! I'm back, sorry for no update last night, I started this chapter, hated it, discarded it and that was it! But yeah, here's ONE of the plot twist's I promised, not the HUGE HUGE one, but a pretty large one if I do say so myself. If you want to know what happens next, stay tuned for chapter 19. I also have a polyvore account, it's new, I have an old one, but I needed a fresh start on there. So follow me if you are on there, because I'll make sets of the characters outfits. The user is forever-fangirling87.

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