Julie Anne Chase Jackson. 15-year-old daughter of Annabeth Chase Jackson and Perseus Jackson. Legacy of Athena and Poseidon. Wait! What?!
This takes place 25 years after "The Battle of the Labyrinth." Chiron gives Julie Anne a journal-what happens n...
Chiron steps up to me, holding some sort of book. Oh. Yay, I love books. I barely have any time to read, now that I'm training at Camp Half Blood. What he says surprises me. "Julie Anne Chase Jackson, you may be the smartest descendant of a god I've ever come across-besides your mother, of course." He grins. "This is for you to record your thoughts." He hands me the book, and I open the brown leather cover to see-nothing. Absolutely nothing. Just paper, paper, and more paper. Then, it sinks in. It's a diary. No, it's a journal.I don't need to use it as a diary. That's what normal teen girls do, not legacies.
"Oh, um. Thanks." I mentally groan. Did my mom have to do this while she was doing quests and battle training? I think not! Why me?
"You are dismissed." Chiron motions back to the main camp. I turn around, sighing. I came all this way just to get a frickin' journal.
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Once I get back to Cabin 3, I plop down on my bed, tossing my new journal over my head towards my bag. I hear a muffled, "Ow!" and then something hitting the floor. I quickly turn to see my dad sitting on the floor, the journal beside him.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, Dad!" I apologize as I help him up.
"It's fine, Julie."
"Hey! I told you not to call me that!"
"Okay, Anne." He reaches to ruffle my hair.
"Or that!" I duck and punch him in the stomach, making him fall down. "My name is Julie Anne. Not Julie, and not Anne." I twirl around him and kick him in the side, and he curls up into a ball to protect himself. I stand up, my hand on my hips, and blow my loose blonde hair out of my face. "Perseus Jackson, you know who's in charge here." I glare down at my dad.
"Yup. Now, let me up."
I grab his hand, pulling him up. "You have your mother's attitude. I remember the first time Annabeth and I met. Grover said-"
I've already snatched up my journal, and am walking to the door. "Welp, bye!" I wave, grinning, and walk out the door to my mom's cabin.
He stands in the doorway, shaking his head.
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July 12th
No, this is not a diary! It's a private journal that you should not be looking at!
Today is Annabeth's birthday. All of the Athena cabin wore jeans and an owl T-shirt, carried a dagger around, wrote "Wise Girl" on their wrists, and ate a cupcakes with grey frosting. All of the girls in the cabin also had their hair up in a ponytail.
A/N: This is my first Wattpad story. I love to write, and I love getting feedback. Please comment, telling me how I can tweak it to make it better, or what I can add in the future. Thanks! -KC
