My Life as Annabeth

Chapter 1

This is my story, my life. Believe me when I say I didn't choose this. It just happened. Life is full of hope, disasters, heartbreak, betrayal, fear, friendship, loyalty... and love. All these feelings, these phases, happen throughout your lifetime. It doesn't happen all at once... But it did to me, this summer. Funny how life can be so cruel. Anyways this was the summer that everything took place, all the emotions, the phases, the disasters, the love, the heartbreak. This was the summer that everything changed.

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"Okay, so I'm in between watching Rom-Com or horror, what do you want to watch? Actually don't even bother answering, that was a ridiculous question I already know the answer to that and that is horror." After a brief pause, I knew what was coming next and boy how I dreaded hearing it. "But maybe if you want to well I don't know let's say go to a party instead I would so totally understand if you want to cancel movie night and go there instead...?"

I can just imagine my best friend Lily, sitting on her bed at home with tons of DVDs laid out in front of her as she wiggles her eyebrows like a crazy person with the undeniable hint of mischief in her eyes.

Lily had always done her best to try to persuade me to go some party with her- any actually, she didn't care which one as long as it was a party. Yet for the past two years and a half that I have known her, we had gone to not one single party. Two years and a half doesn't necessarily seem like much compared friendships that people have but with Lily, she definitely made it seem as if we were friends forever.

However, her quirkiness and my sarcasm didn't seem like a good match at first but it didn't really matter at the end. After what had happened, Lily was the only one who didn't show me pity.

Well okay that wasn't necessarily true, she was just very persistent in wanting to hang out with me and no matter how big of a bitch I was to her, she never cried or let me say shit to her because of what happened like everybody else did. Instead she ignored all my sarcastic bitchiness and even matched my own.

Well actually no I'm lying again... so she wasn't exactly mean or sarcastic, but if you met her you would understand why. She was the sweetest and innocent person you would ever want to meet, not to mention a loyal and trusting friend.

I guess after a while I got used to the idea that she wasn't going anywhere, no matter what I did to her. Oh and believe me, I was such a bitch to her that I actually have no idea why she even bothered insisting on sticking by my side to this very day. Long story short, that was how she ended up being my best (and only) friend.

Flipping my phone to the right side of my ear, I jumped and shimmied on to my black skinny jeans with slits on the knees, careful that my foot didn't accidentally go through the slits which was always a given whenever I chose to wear these. I hated that.

I buttoned them up and sat on the edge of my bed to put my black combat boots on, shoving my feet in them and beginning the very long and annoying process of lacing them until they were at the top. It was such a time waster but I still wore them almost every single day.

"Um no," I shake my head as if she could see me when I knew she couldn't. "I vote we watch horror movies until I feel that warm fuzzy feeling in my stomach." I say sarcastically then smile when I hear her huff.

"And honestly would you ever see me go to a party? Let me answer that for you, it's a no, because I don't want to get drunk with a bunch of egotistical brainless mundanes who are practically humping each other every God forsaken second because they're horny and have nothing better to do like I don't know getting an actual life." I huff.

"Come on its just one party, that's all I'm asking of you!" She begs.

"Yeah, that's so not happening." I chuckle.