Meeting the Heroes Of Olympus

*XXIX*First Words

Percy x Annabeth

I-I d-don't want to talk to anyone.

Why won't he talk to her? What's his problem? Many questions ran through her head as she grew up, but mostly just 'When will I get to meet him?'. She knew so many people who had hi, hello, or whats up but she gets I don't want to talk to talk to anyone. At least she'll know when she meets the guy.

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Are you okay?

What will have happened? What's wrong with me? Many questions were always asked about his soul mates first words. He wished he had something normal like hi. But no, he gets 'Are you okay?'. At least, he'll know when he meets the girl.
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Age 21:
Percy
P.O.V.
Random Park

He sat on the bench, crying. He just got news that his mother, Sally Jackson, was killed brutally by her ex-husband, and his ex-step-father, Gabe. He heard footsteps approaching. The girl sat next to him. "I-I d-don't want to talk to anyone." He said, hoping to make them leave. 
"Are you okay?" She asked, momentarily forgetting about the words written on her wrist since her birth. Percy looked up and saw a beautiful girl. She had blonde hair and steel grey eyes. She looked like a effect stereotypical California girl, but this was New York. She wore a blue t-shirt and some leggings. Her hair was pulled into a bun and she he thick frames surrounding her steel-like eyes.
"Do I look okay?" He showed her his face and saw her noticeably soften.
"No, you look like you need to talk. You clearly are one of those stubborn ones who won't talk, though." He laughed at her joke. "I'm Annabeth Chase."
"I'm Percy Jackson." A look dawned on his face when he realized that the words on his wrist were previously spoken. "What did you say, before?" He asked, worrying her.
She looked at her wrist and paled. "Are you okay? I asked if you were okay. Wha...What did you say?"
"I stuttered and said 'I-I d-don't want to talk to anyone.' A-are those your words? 'Cause you said mine." She nodded. He hugged her. She laughed. Her laugh sounded like an angel's. "Here, my number is 5198323223. Why don't I give you a call sometime, Soul Mate." He scribbled down the numbers and gave them to her.
"Like 519seaface? You have a weird set of digits, Seaweed Brain. Mine are 5194734475. Yes, 51wisegirl." He got a text a few minutes later. 'Hi! This is Annabeth, your soulmate. That's weird. Bye.' He smiled, setting her contact to Wise Girl<3. Percy was 3,000,000,000% sure he was going to like spending his time with his Wise Girl.
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Jason x Piper

McLean? Like Tristan McLean? Oh, uh, 'I'm Piper McLean. What are your soul mates first words?'

That's literally everyone's reaction to her name. Also, you know, they were the first words that her soul mate would ever say to her, plus her first words to him (or her, though she's pretty sure that it will be a he). At least, with the 'I'm Piper McLean. What's your soul mates first words?' she'll know him when she meets him

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I'm Piper McLean. What are your soul mates first words?

His soul mate is the daughter of his older sisters favorite actor. Piper McLean. He read about her once in a magazine that belonged to his mom, she's his age. She has brown hair and green eyes (in this scenario they aren't Demi-Gods so I just gave her green eyes). Her favorite animal is a dove and she is a vegetarian. It's interesting how a son of a rising "actress" is soul mates with Piper McLean!
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Age 17
Piper's P.O.V.
Grand Canyon

Piper looked at the Canyon and thought about her dad, who had recently been treating her like she was the biggest mistake of his life. Again. She looked around, hoping to find someone to talk to, hopefully a girl. Due to his first words to her, she had been introducing herself to boys by saying "I'm Piper McLean. What's your soul mates first words?". Sadly, there was only a boy. He was quite attractive, with beach blonde hair and bright blue eyes, so Piper decided to talk to him. When she got closer, she realized that he was accompanied by a scary, punk-rock girl with black hair and his same blue eyes. "I'm Piper McLean. What are your soul mates first words?" She asked. The girl looked at her oddly.
"I'm Thalia Grace, this is my brother Jason and I'm forever alone." Thalia reed her wrists, revealing how she was soulmate less.
"McLean? Like Tristan McLean? Oh, uh, 'I'm Piper McLean. What are your soul mates first words?'" Jason smiled at her, then paled as realization creeped up on him. He cleared his thought. "Hi, I'm Jason Grace. Your soulmate. Nice to meet you." He put out his hand and Piper shook it.
"Nice to meet you too, Superman. My number is 5190McLean. Or 5190625326. My dad had it personalized." She high fives him. "See ya later, Sparky." She winked at Thalia as she walked away. She loved that goofy expression on his face when she winked at Thalia. Piper was pretty sure was going to enjoy their time together.
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Leo x Calypso

Hi, I'm Leo Valdez. I can fix your car, sunshine.

Apparently, her soulmate was a jokester mechanic named Leo. Great. Just, Great. So she'll meet him at the age of seventeen, at least. She was oh, so, lucky! *insert sarcasm here*
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Excuse me, mister. Can you please fix my car?

So, at least Leo knew he was going to grow up to be a mechanic. Which'd great. Also, that his soul mate is a sarcastic pain in the neck. Double great. Can't wait to meet her.
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Age 22
Calypso's P.O.V.
Esperanza's Mechanics

Great. She was late for class. This is what she gets, for choosing to live off campus. She took out her phone and walked to the mechanics, which just so happened to be a block up. She walked up to the front desk. There was a boy the goofing off. She began to let herself wonder... "Hi, ma'am. What can I do for you today." Never mind.
"Is there a Leo here?" Her luck was down today, so she expected a no. Every time she went to a mechanic since she got her license, she would ask 'is there was a Leo'.
"Yes, a friend of yours?"
"Not particularly. May I see him?"
"Why not. He's over there." He pointed to a boy about her age with brown hair and grease on his white shirt. She thanked him and walked over to the boy who potentially could be her soul mate. She tapped his shoulder and he turned. His eyes were a nice shade of blue.
"Excuse me, mister. Can you please fix my car?" She said nonchalantly, waiting to see if it was him.
"Sorry, I'm just an intern." He said. Right name, wrong words. (Wrong eyes. You forgot wrong eyes.)
"Hi, I'm Leo Valdez. I can fix your car, sunshine."  Calypso turned to the left and saw a boy, about her age, with messy brown hair and dopey brown eyes. Right name, right words. She smiled.
"It's just down the block. I'm super late to my college class, can you, like, drop me at my campus and then call me when my car is fixed?"
He gave her a lopsided grin. "Sure, sunshine. However, I gotta warn ya, I got a sweet ride." Leo showed her too a red motorcycle. She got on, taking the wheel.
"Great. I gotta warn you, you're my soul mate. I'm Calypso, by the way. My number is 5188684463." She twirled his keys (that she swiped from his pocket) in her hand and drove off. A few minutes later, she arrived at Ogygia University and got the college equivalent of detention. Despite that, she couldn't keep the smile off her face as she thought of Leo Valdez, the ride-less mechanic, her soul mate.
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Hazel x Frank

Are you the artist of this painting? I'd love to buy it.

Wow. Hazel always has liked drawing and all, but she didn't think that that's what she'd do for a living! She never, ever, for even a second, thought that she would meet her soulmate that way. She just can't wait until she meets him.
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Yes, I am. Thank you. Rachel should be at the counter.

So... Frank never really knew what to grasp of this situation. So, like, is he applying for a job? Is he buying  something? Like, what's even happening? The only thing Frank knew, was that he couldn't wait to meet her.
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Age 22-24
Hazel's P.O.V.
Rachel's Art Palace

Hazel was an intern at Rachel's Art Palace. As an intern, she didn't actually get to do much, but she did get to paint. For the auction, she had made three of the sixteen paintings (Rider of the Wind, Giants On Parade, and House on an Island). Six were Rachel's and the other seven were just local art works that she got. They were supporting Red Cross and 90% of the commission would be donated to them, the other 10% would be for the shop. Hazel didn't think her painting would sell for much, and she was sort of correct. Rider of the Wind sold for $300, Giants on Parade sold for $1200, and no one bought House on an Island. As they were cleaning up after, a handsome man, a bit older than Hazel, walked in. He was bulky, had military cut black hair and brown eyes. He was Chinese and he was very muscled. Hazel looked away when she realized she was staring. He walked over and looked at House on an Island. The man came over to Hazel and asked "Are you the artist of this painting? I'd love to buy it." Her eyes widened in shock.
"Yes, I am. Thank you. Rachel should be at the counter." Hazel was sill in shock. This man is her soulmate.
"Oh, no, I think I should be talking to you. I'm Frank Zhang. You are Hazel Levesque, correct?" Frank said. She couldn't help in noticing the little scar mark he had on his arm. She nodded. "Excellent. I'll call you sometime. What's your number?"
"5193424653. Here, the paintings on the house, Frank." Hazel awnsers. She was so stunned, she felt like she was in a trance. The words kind of just fell out of Hazel's mouth, as if they were their own. She took out her credit card and swiped on the payer-thing. She changed $2500, what Rachel said it would be worth. "Maybe, I'll see you around, Zhang."
With that, he thanked her, took the painting, and left.
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