WHEN THEY FALL IN LOVE

chapter:2

ANNABETH:

Waking up to 1 million followers felt like waking up in a dream. My heart raced as I stared at the screen, disbelief washing over me. Holy moon goddess, this was real! To celebrate, I reserved a table for 12 at my favorite Italian restaurant-the kind of place where the pasta practically sings and the ambiance is perfect for unforgettable memories.I whipped up a list of my closest friends: Seline, Dexter, Becca, Ronald, Jake, Sarah, Mellisa, Fernandes, Zoro, and Stanley. But there was one name that kept tugging at my heart-Lucas. We hadn't known each other long, but I felt a spark. Would he even come? I hesitated, my thumb hovering over the send button. But what's a celebration without a little courage? One click, and the invite was on its way. After that mini adrenaline rush, I headed to the shower, letting the warm water wash away any lingering doubt. I rummaged through my closet, searching for the perfect dress to match the occasion. Finally, I found it: a stunning teal dress with a daring cut on the side, shimmering like the night sky. I twirled in front of the mirror, feeling like the main character in my own story.With the evening approaching, my excitement bubbled over. What if this night turned into something magical? What if Lucas showed up? My heart raced at the thought. I grabbed my phone again, scrolling through my notifications, letting the thrill of the moment sweep me away. Tonight was going to be unforgettable, no matter what!

LUCAS:

Last night had drained me, every muscle in my legs aching from the chaos of dealing with human bodies-especially that guy who refused to cooperate. If he had just given my dad the information he needed instead of dragging up my past with his daughter, maybe he'd still be here. But now, I was left with the aftermath, and I couldn't shake the frustration.I opened my messages, half-expecting to see something from my dad, but instead, it was from Annabeth. My heart skipped a beat. Had she found out about my three years of stalking her? Panic gripped me as I clicked on her message. But it wasn't about that; it was an invitation to her party. I quickly congratulated her on hitting a million followers and said I'd come if nothing else came up.When I called my dad to ask if I could skip the business party, he was firm. I needed to be there. But then I remembered Annabeth's invitation was for the afternoon, so I texted her back that I'd attend.Now, as excitement mingled with dread, I was left wrestling with my thoughts. What if she found out I had feelings for her? What if she thought I was creepy? The idea of us never talking again haunted me. I took a deep breath, reminding myself that I'd just be there to celebrate her success. But still, the fear of rejection loomed large, twisting in my gut. Would I be able to handle seeing her, knowing what I felt? Or would my own insecurities get the best of me?