So, first things first, I am sorry. I am sorry for not updating in a while. I am sorry for not having the motivation to continue writing because of some personal and unpersonal reasons. I am also sorry that this stupid website is being a butt to me and spellcheck is trying to kill me. Now that we got apologies out of the way, some news:
Despite me being a terrible author who hadn't updated in a while, having a break from this fic did me some good. I can't promise that I won't have one of those breaks again, but hopefully it won't be for a while. I think that my writing matured a bit during the break, and that's good!
Also, I've decided that I wanted to edit this story a bit. No, I won't change anything in this story, I'm just going to fix some grammatical errors. Thank god I kind of, sort of, remember the plot for this.
I also want to thank dogbiscuit1967 for sending me that PM. I almost forgot the existence of this story, and your message made me smile and inspired me to continue writing. I can't thank you enough for that.
Before I forget, let me thank Twenty One Pilots for creating awesome songs that inspires me to write, but also damn you guys for creating awesome songs that are extremely addicting. Ugh.
Anyways, because I don't want to leave you guys like that, I'll include something I just thought of a while ago:
-Some time before the incident-
Annabeth was laying on the beach, a book on famous architects inches away from her face. It's been a long summer, and she wanted nothing more than to relax. There was so much stress she could take from almost having Percy die several times before she cracked. A small smile made it's way on her face. Only Percy could cause her to pull her hair out in frustration, yet still be so stupidly adorable enough to make her want to kiss him.
Annabeth froze. Her face burned. Did she really just think that?
"Oh, Annabeth!" A breathless voice called out, thankfully breaking Annabeth away from her thoughts. "Hey!"
She looked up towards whoever was currently running to her. It was one of the new campers they got just a while ago, a brunette by the name of Cassie, who was still unclaimed. Annabeth had seen her around the Hermes cabin a lot, smiling widely everytime she and Percy went by.
"Hey, what's up?" Annabeth asked, when she made it near her and started gasping for air. Annabeth noticed a crumpled up piece of paper in her hand.
"Annabeth," she started once she got her breath back. "Um, I don't know how to ask this so I'm just going to say it."
Annabeth sat up, mildly interested. "Shoot."
Cassie stared nervously at her untied laces. "You're friends with Percy, right?"
Annabeth nodded slowly. "I'm fairly certain I am."
"Socouldyoupossiblyhelpmewritealovelettertohim!" She blurted out in a rush.
"What?" Annabeth frowned in confusion.
"I mean, you must know what he likes and stuff, right? I don't know if I'm going to give it to him or not, since I'm too nervous to, but the girls at the Aphrodite cabin said to ask yo-"
Annameth held up a hand to stop the girl's rambling. "Let me get this straight," she started slowly. "You want me to help you write a love letter to Percy."
The brunette nodded. "Is that weird?" She asked worriedly. "I won't make you do it if it's weird-"
"It's fine," Annabeth reassured. Truthfully, though, Annabeth wasn't sure how she felt about it. It wasn't as if Cassie was the first girl to ask about Percy. "Let me see what you have so far."
Cassie hesitantly handed her the crumpled piece of paper in her hand. It read:
Dear Percy,
Your eyes are really green
like trees- or the leaves part of a tree (I probably should have written grass instead of trees, damn it Cassie)
Your really nice and stuff, and super cool
This was supposed to ryhme, but
You know what, Ill ask the Aphrodite cabin for help, theyll know what to do
Annabeth definitely knew which cabin she didn't belong to. She forced a smile, which must've looked more like a grimace instead, and said, "This has...potential."
Cassie sighed. "Please don't sugarcoat it, it's terrible, I know. I was never good at writing in school," she grinned humorlessly.
The blonde daughter of Athena felt bad for her. "Don't worry, I'll make sure this is the greatest love letter Percy has ever seen," Annabeth promised. She wouldn't let her own personal feelings come in the way of somebody else's happiness.
Something appeared in the corner of her eyes. A certain black-haired son of Poseidon was making his way towards the two girls. "It's Percy!" Annabeth whisper-yelled. Cassie froze, panic evident on her face. She lunged for the paper in Annabeth's hand and stuffed it inside her pocket as Percy appeared next to them.
"Woah." Percy's eyebrows rose up. "What are you two doing?"
"Nothing!" Cassie said just a little bit too loudly.
Percy glanced at her curiously. "Cassie, right?" He asked. "I've seen you around the Hermes cabin."
"Uh-huh," she smiled a little too widely, still loud. "And you're Percy Jackson, the amazing hero. It's an honor to meet you but, um..." She looked at Annabeth for help.
"This isn't a good time Percy," Annabeth said quickly. "We can discuss our quest after, Cassie and I are busy talking." When she saw Percy's unconvinced face, she added, "Talking about boys. Particularly a boy."
"Annabeth!" Cassie exclaimed, blushing at almost having her secret spilled.
The blonde kept a straight face. "What, I don't think Percy minds us talking about hi-"
"Annabeth, please!" She pleaded.
Annabeth just smirked. Percy was looking towards them confused. "I'm not sure what you guys are talking about, but I know when I'm unwanted. I'll see you later, Annabeth. Hope to see you around too, Cassie." He smiled at them and jogged away.
Cassie stared at his receding figure wistfully.
"He's so oblivious he wouldn't even get it, even if we did talk about him in front of his face," Annabeth sighed. "Your crush is an idiot."
Cassie smiled blissfully. "But at least he knows my name, that's amazing enough."
Annabeth shook her head, grinning slightly. "Let's just help you finish that letter."
When will I update again? Truthfully, I don't know. Just keep an eye out, and send me encouraging PM's and song recommendations to help me write! (Also adjsfkjiwnsgskwnsTØPhsisnnsjsj)
See you soon. (Hopefully)
~Aurelie
Edit: 8/10 Before y'all freak out on me, no, I'm not dead, but my phone is. Since nobody cares about my phone, (least of all, me) I'm just going to write a quick and simple apology and explanation for why it may take a while for a new chapter.
My phone's dead, I can't use the computer in my house yet because we still need a cable cord, and I have nothing else to write with. Sorry.
(On a totally unrelating not, how many of y'all saw Dan's Diss Track, Roast Yourself Challenge? If you didn't, you should. Here's the link: xACdT zmya QI Eliminate the spaces, and there you have it! I'm sorry, I'm obsessed.)