Amelia woke up to the sound of her alarm clock going off. "Ugh," she groaned and hit the snooze button. She heard a knock on her door and said sleepily, "Who is it?"
It's just me Ma'am," said one of her servants, "It's time to get ready for school, your late."
"Crap, K, be down in twenty minutes," she groaned. She heard the servant walk away. She got up and picked out a light blue "Let It Snow" crop top, skinny jeans, and light blue flats. She took a shower, dried and brushed her long, wavy, dirty blond hair, and left it down. She got dressed and put on her usual makeup: A little bit of mascara, light purple eye shadow, some blush, and lip gloss.
She walked into the kitchen where her mother as eating breakfast. "Morning, Mom."
"Morning, Honey."
"I'll drive myself to school today," She said picking up a waffle.
"Ok, just make sure your careful on the road, it snowed last night." Her mom warned
"I'll be fine Mom, bye."
"Bye."
But little did she know, it would be the last time she would see her mother for a while.
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Sorry if its short again, if anyone is reading this, this is the first time ever that i have wrote a book.
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Winter's Daughter
General FictionHello, my name is Amelia Elsa Arendelle, descendent of Elsa Arendelle, daughter of Boreas, and this is my story. ~~~~~~~~~~ Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Percy Jackson characters, Rick Riordon does. I do not own Jack Frost or any of the Rise...
