Sophie has been waiting her entire life to get into Charity Preparatory High School on a scholarship. As her best friend, Agatha's known this fact since forever ago and has supported her best friend's dreams the whole time. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Or No matter what universe they're in, Sophie and Agatha always end up in the wrong school. But do they really?

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

⤷ annabeth does not sing in public, which is something she made perfectly clear to her theatre loving best friends. however, thanks to them forcing her to auditions, she somehow wounded up playing belle in goode high's spring musical. to make matters worse, theatre-extrodinare and known sweetheart - also unreasonably attractive - percy jackson has been cast as her leading male. annabeth has never spoken to him before the show, and now she has to kiss him onstage in front of hundreds of people. great. just great. how's annabeth going to survive this? [PLS I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 15 STOP READING THIS]

Rant of everything wrong in PJO fan fics. From cringey plot lines to just the smallest things that make me wanna burn my eyes out. Read if you think any PJO fanfic is cringey and are looking for someone to agree with.

When you turn 13 you get a "Soulmate Tattoo" somewhere on your skin. This is usually defined by your Soulmates most prised possession, favourite food or something they are passionate about. When you find your Soulmate your Tattoo glows and their Initialls appear next to it. There are also People without Soulmates that just means your not destined to be with someone in particular. If your Soulmate dies your Tattoo disappears and leaves a burn mark and the Name of your Soulmate in its place... This is my fist fanfiction so please don't judge Also I do not own the Characters Rick Riordan does