Percabeth

Breana Havana

A/N:
don't you even dare comment on the last name.

You think this stuff is easy?

You think that you can make up a normal last name just like that?

You think that your so much better than me?

You probably are.....

I feel like it's just me who has these stupid struggles where I just can't come up with a decent last name even if my life depended on it.

Like honestly put me in that situation,

Spooder-man: "Think of a last name for Breana or you die."

Me: "Umm Breana Banana?"

Yeah......
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~Breana Havana's POV~

(A/N Percabeth isn't Official yet)

     I sighed tiredly walking up to the tall oak door of my dorm room.

It had been an extremely long and boring day at school and all I wanted to do was curl up in my nice warm bed and read some books, sadly though I had tons of assignments due the next day so I might not have that luxurious option.

    The door creaked open as I stepped inside. I smiled fondly at the sight of my roommate, Annabeth Chase doing exactly what I wished to be doing.

She was curled up on her bed snugly, a thick hardcover book held tightly between her hands, her eyebrows scrunched slightly as her beautiful grey eyes raced across the pages of the book.

I chuckled softly walking over to my desk, There was no point in trying to disturb Annabeth because knowing Chase if she's reading a book she's completely sucked into an alternate universe and it's basically impossible to drag her out of it unless you want to be given her infamous glare.

    I dropped my heavy pile of assignments down on my desk, deciding to do them later.

See I'm kind of a big procrastinator.

Anyways, just before I turned around I decide to sneaked a quick glance at the mirror.

My mid-length brown hair was tied into a high ponytail a few annoying baby hairs escaping from the pin I had placed in my hair, my bright icy blue eyes were framed by dark purple glasses, a faint splatter of freckles were displayed on my face.

I wore a simple black t-shirt, "NOPE" was imprinted in white cursive letters on the front. I matched it with comfy grey leggings and pineapple printed Vans covering my feet.

I sighed at my appearance.

See having Annabeth Chase, the most naturally gorgeous and intelligent girl be your roommate can really affect your self esteem.

"Hey Breana!" A voice brought me back to reality.

I turned to see Annabeth closing the book gently and resting it beside her.

"Hey Annabeth." I replied plopping down on my unmade bed across from her noticing her extremely happy mood.

"You seem excited about something." I commented tilting my head and Annabeth just grinned wider.