MiniAnnabeth's People meet Demigods

Chloe Bloom: Percabeth

ALERT! ALERT! CRINGE WARNING!

Today was about to be the best day ever. I mean, technically every day is the best day ever because I have been blessed to this earth.

My name is Chloe Bloom, but I bet you already knew that. I'm the most popular girl in Beacon High School- no wait- in the entire state of New York. I would say I'm the most popular girl in the world, but obviously that's Kim Kardashian. (Y'all already know how bad this girl about to be)

I have the most gorgeous platinum blonde hair that I always keep well maintained and in beautiful loose curls. The prettiest cobalt blue eyes that are sure to make me a model some day. And my skin? The fairest of the fair. Perfectly clear, no blemishes or, ugh, freckles. Today, I plan on wearing my best outfit, because, obviously, today is a special day.

Of course, I wake up, looking perfect as always with my shining smile, and gorgeous body. I wear my skin tight white dress that just makes my hair shine, don't you think? And it pairs lovely with my six inch stilettos.

As I mention previously, I shouldn't have to mention it again because everyone's always listening to me, today is a special day. I'm going to ask out my flawless crush. He is sure to say yes. I mean, Look at me. Who could say no to this?

I, Chloe Bloom, show up to school in my personal limo that daddy gifted me for my sixteenth birthday. I'm not sixteen anymore though. I'm eighteen, and with a stunning body, and sure to pass all my classes with flying colors. My minion, Sabrina Delly, meets me by the door as my personal driver, I don't bother to know his name, opens the door, and I step out dramatically. She follows behind me as I flaunt all my glory as I strut into the school.

Sabrina is average looking girl with long, boringly straight ginger hair, usually with a new color of head band every day. Her cyan eyes are not nearly as gorgeous as mine. She usually blends into the background of my gloriousness.

After showing off my beauty to the peasants of this school, I decide it may be best to go for a coffee run. So, of course, I call Sabrina over to go get me one, handing her a twenty. "Iced Chocolate Shaken Expresso with almond milk, but hold all of the caffeine."

Sabrina scurries off, her hair flying behind her, to go to my bidding and get my coffee from the best coffee shop ever, Starbucks.

I never go to class, and I'm already a genius, so what's the point in doing homework when daddy will just pay my teachers to pass me. And then I'll get into Harvard. Just like the main character in Legally Blonde. But I'm soooo much smarter than her. So really, is it that hard?

But also, I'm not stupid enough to leave school grounds. I mean, like they could see me on the cameras. Then it could go on my permanent record. Not that I care, but I'd like to stay moderately clean.
Instead, I send Sabrina to get the items I require. Then, I just hang out in the locker rooms, where no cameras exist, and while all the teachers have to mark me present, because I'm me. I do whatever I can think of. Makeup. Blogging on my computer. Stuff like that.

But today was extra special. I was jittery. Not because I was nervous. I was completely confident in my abilities to make this man swoon. More so in the wait. I didn't like how long I have to wait to finally sink my perfectly manicured claws into this handsome man.

I had to be patient though. Just a few more hours.

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BRING!!

The school bell rings in my ears as I put the finishing touches on my mascara. I blow myself a good luck kiss in the mirror, my pink lip gloss sparkles in the dim lights. I sling my designer backpack over my shoulder as I strut my way out of the locker room. I make my way to the front doors, where I see my gorgeous man outside staring at his phone.