(a/n thanks for the 400 views! And the followers! In this story, percabeth is 31 and famous)
Stacy PoV
Hi! My name is Stacy Jackson and I'm 13 years old. I'm also the sister of the famous,rich and hot swimmer Percy Jackson. Well that's what I say at school. Plus I have black hair and green eyes(contacts). I'm the most popular girl on school.
I arrive at school by my rich family's driver. I'm instantly swarmed by my minio- friends, call them friends. They start telling me the daily gossip, nothing unusual. As i head over to my locker and see the loser standing near her locker putting some books inside. She closes her locker and starts to walk away. I take my chance and push her from behind.
"Ha! Take that loser Estelle"
Estelle Blofis PoV
I turn to look who pushed me and see Stacy, my mortal enemy. Everyday she bullies me but that's not the worst part is that she claims to be Percy's sister. I didn't tell anyone that I'm the real sister of Percy because even if they believe me, they'll think that I'm an attention seeking parasite. My brother and his wife Annabeth lived in a big house which was also a demigod safe house. Annabeth was like a sister to me. She advised me that no matter how bad I feel in school, it could be a lot worse. Like it happens to most demigods.
I just sighed and walked to my class. During class I remembered that it was my brother's birthday today! I haven't met him in a few weeks and I missed him a lot.
Time skip to the end of the day...............
Percy PoV
Today me and Annabeth were going to pick up Little Stella from her school. Annabeth had told me that a few girls bully Estelle. I had been secretly pissed when I heard the news. It was my birthday today and we hadn't seen Estelle in a few weeks so we decided to pick her up from school and bring her to our house.
We arrived at her school.
"No one here will even know that we never had the same school experience as these people" Annabeth sighed.
"Right you are wise girl"
"I'm always right and you know that" she replied poking my chest as we leaned on our car waiting for the school bell to ring.
I put an arm around her waist as she leans on me and say," you know sometimes I feel like you're more like a sibling to her than me"
"It's not like that. I'm pretty sure she's more open to me because she doesn't want you to go in an overprotective brother mode" Annabeth says, "Plus I've got brains that will help give a more strategic answer" she smirks.
I'm about to reply when the bell rings and the kids start pouring out.
We start to walk towards one of the teachers. Annabeth pats her shoulder and says," excuse me?"
She turns and looks at us"yes?"
"Um we're here to pick up my sister" I say
"Wait are you Percy Jackson the swimmer? That would mean that you are Annabeth Jackson the famous architect! I'm a big fan Mrs. Jackson. I love your Greek twist to modern buildings"
"Uh my sister?" I interrupt
"Oh right" she motions to a girl with curly black hair and green eyes.
That girl looks at me and she runs up to me and hugs me.
"Do I know you?" I say trying to remove the girl who seems to be permanently attached to my body.
"That's your sister isn't it? Stacy Jackson?" The teacher points out
"No, I'm pretty sure my sister-in-law's name is Estelle Blofis" Annabeth says
I successfully manage to get away from the girl and say ," where's Stella"
"Oh she's over there" the confused teacher points to a girl walking away
As I run up to her I yell "Stella!"
She looks back surprised and smiles. She runs up to me and hugs me. This times I hug back.
"I missed you" my sister says
"I know and I missed you too. Now who was the other girl who claims to be my sister?"
"Her name is Stacy and she bullies me everyday. I'm sorry I should've told you earlier" she sniffled
"Hey look, it's alright. I'm here and we'll end all of this right now"
I look back and see Annabeth explaining to the teachers how Estelle Blofis is my sister.
Stacy PoV
There is no freaking way that that loser the sister of The Percy Jackson. No freaking way!!!!.
I stand there as more students crowd to see what's happening. Students start glancing at me. No. This can't be happening. There's only one choice. I run away. Avoiding my driver and the car and running straight to me house.
Deep breaths. Maybe I can fix all of this. Maybe I'll befriend Estelle. But what if she says no? I remember all the times I pushed her, called her names and made her life miserable.
(And that's why you don't lie. Check out my other story for Lemons and smuts. Requests for chapters are accepted even though I have ideas)
