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blurb;
➤ in which a girl out of time meets two souls with too little time.
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in which a failed superbrain becomes a tortured genius who ends up drinking a lot of wine, su...
for the sake of this story, the main characters will all be fifteen, and the original characters will be sixteen!
also, this will NOT follow the story line of the pjo and the heroes of olympus series :)
prologue!
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the venus fly trap
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MOST PEOPLE DON'T EVEN notice how lucky they are in life.
most people don't know that they are lucky in life and can't even appreciate it.
aurelia "rey" van audrabelle wasn't one of those people — no, quite the opposite.
she was always hyperactively aware of her surroundings and how everything that seemed to go wrong somehow still fell into place perfectly and without a problem, how her life seemed flawless and wonderful even though not everything she achieved, she did achieve on her own.
most of it, yes — but some of it? no.
rey wasn't a book smart person — she was more of a street smart person.
having been brown with a photographic memory, a decent amount of creativity and some halfway functional brain cells, she was called a genius or a wonder child often.
at the mere age of young fifteen she graduated from her school, and went on a gap year, returning to her home city for college at the age of sixteen.
with rey's personality, she didn't need much luck in her life to succeed, but sometimes... it was quite useful.
rey can audrabelle was a maniacal perfectionist and a hopelessly obsessed overachiever with a hardworking, true, honest and compassionate character — but sometimes, her own brilliance and personality drove her insane.
a tortured genius, that's what they called her when her life suddenly started going downhills.
it started with the death of ivory king, rey's stepmother and her father's fiancée.
ivory king was a bright, optimistic woman with an adorable tendency to always carry around some chocolate with her around.
they said it was train accident — something that was extremely rare to occur, and yet it somehow happened.
in that moment, rey felt like all the luck she had received throughout her period of existence had been taken away swiftly — poof! and then, her life was ruined.
her father's hand reached out to drugs and he started bringing other women home; women he didn't know and he didn't want to know, and in her moment of despair, her fingers grabbed the deadly neck of a bottle filled with alcohol.
it took two weeks before her father committed suicide, and she got sucked into a toxic, never ending swirl of anger, grief, sorrow and self-blaming — an ocean of unfamiliar and dangerous emotions, when they were mixed together.
that's when she started smoking, too.
she had sworn herself to never touch drugs, and thankfully, she never did, but she couldn't find it in herself to stand up once again.
although the college she would have been accepted into was one of the best in the world, she couldn't bring herself to go to college anymore — after all, who was there who would proudly show her off to their friends like a satisfied parent?
it felt wrong for rey to enjoy her life and do what she wanted — study psychology and literature and become either an author or a psychologist — when she had ruined the life of so many people.
how dare i even think about it?
her father had told her biological mother had died during childbirth, which was the first reason why rey began thinking all the people she loved died and the ones she interacted with fell apart... because of her.
her biological mother just because rey existed.
her stepmother just because rey wanted to be cool and used their car with her driver's license.
her father just because rey lead her stepmother to death — a shallow mistake that could have been avoided.
her adopted siblings, rosary and joyce van audrabelle, were destroyed after the news reached their ears.
rosary was a twenty-two year old surgeon who worked in seattle and lived there with her boyfriend, whilst joyce was an eighteen year old art and music student.
joyce's life fell apart, as she too sunk into melancholy and sadness, whilst rosary drowned herself in work, work, work and more work.
eventually, rosary dealt with it and moved on, and so did joyce — although it took more years for her than rosary — but rey?
rey never moved on.
sometimes, she thought it would be better if she just stopped existing — and that period of time was a dark time span filled with wicked, self-destructive and sinister thoughts.
thoughts no person should ever have. thoughts that led her straight into the arms of an emotionally abusive boyfriend, and rey, like the little idiot she was, of course noticed his manipulation and his abusiveness, but she knew this was what she deserved.
this is what i truly deserve after everything i've done, she'd tell herself at night when she cried herself to sleep again, this is what i deserve in life — nothing more and nothing less.
and then, in one faithful night, rey got drunk.
so incredibly drunk.
and that's how aurelia "rey" van audrabelle mysteriously disappeared out of the human world and vanished into thin air, instead suddenly standing in front of a weird camp one day, still a little bit high and very much confused.
what's even worse was that rey noticed a weird tattoo on her arm — when the hell did she get a tattoo?
rey, still slightly drunk, nauseous and with an aching head stood in front of the gates of a grande camp.
"welcome to camp halfblood..." she muttered as she read the carved in lines out loud, narrowing her eyes as she looked at these letters.
