Blogger in the Big Apple

Blogger in the Big Apple

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Annabeth runs a blog not-so-creatively titled A-Chase. It's gotten a bit popular over the years but she doesn't tend to focus on follower count or page views. She likes to post stories about her week or pictures that she snapped. When she moves to New York City she takes a few pictures of the people there. What happens when one of those pictures she posts is of devoted follower Percy Jackson? -I'm bad with summaries oops- ~~Characters belong to Rick Riordan who I am not~~ ***COVER PICTURE NOT MINE IT BELONGS TO THE LOVELY VIRIA***
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For the past year, Perseus Jackson has been a worldwide phenomenon, a singer who has taken the world by storm. And has a crush on humble, aspiring, judo flipping architect Annabeth Chase. Sadly she doesn't have the time to date singers with millions of fans or deal with the haunting fact her ex-best friend comes to town to ruin everything. When both find themselves going to the same college and living across from each other, they unknowingly fall for each other, without realizing that there are bigger cards in play. (I don't own any characters, RR does, I own the plot.) Edited 24/3/2020 #3 leovaldez 8/14/2020 #2 leovaldez 8/15/2020 #4 Percabeth 8/31/2020 Cover made by Anya_Summers --------------- 60k+ word count "You are an idiot." She smiled a little. "So I've been told." He scooted closer to her and grinned sheepishly. "An idiot who somehow got famous for singing." She grumbled and pushed a curl behind her ear. "Yeah my mom takes all the credit. Something about me being a troublel kid." He smiles and his eyes fixate on her. "You? Trouble? No." She says sarcastically. "Well the bus didn't explode by itself." -------------------

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