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This chapter includes bonus sneak peeks at our PMs as we procrastinated over this chapter (totally did not do this because we wanted to increase the number of words on here)
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THE BLUE COOKIE AND THE LEMON-SCENTED SHAMPOO
(Please appreciate the title. We took a long time to come up with this.)
by Amber and Selene
When you turn sixteen, you get a tattoo of an image that represents your soulmate. Annabeth and Percy hate each other. On their sixteenth birthday, Percy gets a tattoo of a stack of books with an owl perched on top and Annabeth gets hers as a blue cookie surfing on a sea wave.
Annabeth POV
I woke up to my alarm clock wailing in agony next to my ears. I grumbled under my breath and threw the alarm clock across the room and it smashed to tiny bits, before regenerating. I jumped out of the bed, ready for a brand new adventure known as today.
I stood up, and my grey walls seemed to whirl around me. You see, I was very sleep deprived, having only had five hours of sleep, because I had stayed up late making blueprints.
I freshened up and threw on a grey tank top, with white booty shorts. The teachers of Goode High School didn't bother us girls when it came to dressing up. I threw my hair into a messy bun and my orbs fell on a big blue spot on my right wrist.
I remember the day I had received my soulmate tattoo. I was ashamed of it. A blue cookie? Why would anyone eat that? I silently hoped it wasn't that Peter kid who ate those every second of the day. He was the school player, and every girl from our school seemed to be in love with him. But not me. He wasn't anything special.
I was not like other girls.
I decided to throw on a grey hoodie at the last possible second before rushing out of my house, eating a Pop Tart on the way. After all, healthy breakfast is dangerous, kids.
Percy POV
My alarm screamed it's wonderful soliloquy in my ears and I sat up. I checked my clock and realized I only had two minutes to reach school!!
But first, I had to deal with the stupid alarm clock. I threw it on the floor, jumped on it, possibly did some backflips as well, set fire to it, threw it down from the Empire State Building, ate it up with my Cheerios, barfed it out, set fire to it again, before going off to get dressed.
I beat my own record and dressed up in 0.00005 seconds. Wow!
As I was walking out of the room, I noticed my alarm clock, now good as new on the table.
