Here is chapter 2! I decided after recieving an even number of votes for Drew and Connor to go for Drew, Connor will be next. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I am not Rick Riorden
Drew
Malibu Barbie Doll. No substance. Just another pretty face.
I know that is what people think when they see me. To be honest I don't blame them. Because that is what I try to be.
A bitch.
It is so much easier to deal with pain by just putting on a mask, rather then just openly trying to cope. By putting on a mask I can forget the people who have hurt me, I can forget all of my painful memories, and just be a whole new person.
What are these painful memories you ask?
What could Drew, the ditzy little Aphrodite girl know of pain? Has she fought in wars? Or ever done anything that wasn't to make other people's lives miserable?
Actually I have.
I fought in the Titan War. Sure I was not a very strong fighter, but I did my part, taking down some monsters and helping heal the wounded. Most people wouldn't believe that a few years a go I was a nice person. I was shy, and obsess over my appearance that much, I was actually a lot like Lacy. Most importantly, was the fact that I adored Silena.
She is a huge part of the reason I wear a mask. I used to think that Silena Beauregard was the most beautiful and talented person in all of camp. She was my older sister. She was my idol.
And she let me down.
She betrayed camp. She betrayed Beckondorf. And though most people would never think this, she betrayed me. She betrayed me, her adoring little sister, her biggest fan. She broke my heart, which was something that I usually did to others. It was a pain I was unfamiliar with. It burned. So when I saw her body I cried and cried, until I found out that she was a traitor. That was when I stopped crying. Because I found out that all the beauty I saw in her was nothing but a lie.
From that day on I hated Silena Beauregard.
And it seemed that from that day on everyone hated me. Why you ask? Because I started to wear my mask.
Everything seemed to be going great for me after the war. I was the cabin counselor. I was the queen bee. I was the bitch. I loved every second of it.
Then she came.
Little Miss Dumpster Queen Piper Mclean.
The beauty without makeup. The girl with the famous daddy. The charmspeaker. The girl who everyone loved. She turned everyone against me. My own siblings, even some of my older friends from before the war, all turned against me. All because of that perfect little Cherokee doll.
If she was really that nice she would have spared me after she stole my position as cabin leader. She wouldn't tell me to pick up everything, and purposely dump things everyone for me to clean up.
Funny how roles change huh?
Guess Miss Mclean and I have more in common then either of us would like.
The different is that on the inside I am filled with emotions, I feel real pain and loss, and I have had my heart broken, where she has nothing on the inside, she is just a hollow little plastic toy. Plenty to look at on the outside, but not much to see if you take a closer look inside.
But all people will ever see is that I am the villian, and that Piper is the hero, because they don't take the time to look deeper.
Hope you liked! I hope I caught Drew's character well. I wish that Rick had wrote a back story on Drew or something, because really, no one is that mean all the time without good reason to be. This is not all that much of a sidekick one, more of a villian one.
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