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The Daughter of Artemis (Percy Jackson Love Story)

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LexiGRichardson
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Author's Note:

Look guys, BEFORE YOU READ, this story's beginning is from the book, however, do to laziness and just the smoother course of how I wanted my story, the plot morphs into the movie's story line. 

That means this: Percy, Annabeth, Grover, Luke - yeah all them are aged like in the movie.

A lot more people than I'd thought really hated that fact, so I'm just telling you STRAIGHT up. But, if you like the movie and books, the sequel (which is already up) is ENTIRELY based off the books, kay? 

I promise it's a good story (from what I have been told), but just keep that in mind, I'm tired of getting bitched at.... Excuse my french... xxJess

     It was raining-hard.

     I grimaced and looked down at my new shoes. Great, they were completely soaked. I glanced around for some place I could stay for the night, usually I stayed in the park with a tent I had lifted from a sporting goods store, but since the rain is so heavy, I don't see any chance of that happening. 

     I needed to find shelter.

     I used to stay with my grandmother at her house in California ever since my mom and my little sister died. But Grams was old and was schizophrenic. I took good care of her, made sure she was taking her meds, eating the right foods, but since I was twelve it obviously wasn't enough. The doctors from a mental hospital came to our house one day. Grams told me to hide because the 'bad people' were here, so I did to make her feel secure.

     I listened to their conversation through the closet door. They told Grams they were going to put her in a nice home, with friendly doctors and everything. She started crying and screaming, but they refused to leave. I listened as they dragged her out of the house. I wanted to leave the closet and save her, but it was as if something was holding me down, I couldn't move from the spot. 

     When it was all over, I ran away. There was no reason for me to stay in California, I had no one left. So, I hitched a ride on a bus to Oregon and saw what there was to see, but I missed Grams and my mom and Penny. So, I decided to keep moving. On my fifteenth birthday, I hitched a ride with some nice Christian family who was happy to help me out, and we drove to Washington. 

     They were the sweetest family I had ever met, they reminded me of my own. They even had a little girl around the same age my little sister-Penny-was when she died. They brought back such strong memories, I had to leave them. 

     Eventually, I made my way to Seattle, by pickpocketing and fighting-of course-and I was now left with no where to turn. I was stuck.

     The wind was starting to pick up, so I tightened my jacket around me. Gez, I know it's Seattle, Washington, but come on! It's spring for Christ's sake! I was sure the weather should be getting better.

     A crack of lightning lit up the sky. And I could have sworn it was aimed at me, since it landed only a couple of feet away. It was then I decided it was probably time to get moving, in case another bolt came streaming towards me.

     The fish market's lights were still on, even though it was at least nine o'clock p.m. I ran into the building and was hit by a wall of fish odor.

     "Oy! How may I help ye' lass?" A chubby, short woman grinned at me, while stuffing fish into a portable freezer.

     "U-uh, I'm just looking for a place to get out the rain." I took off my converse-which I had lifted from an outlet store-and rung out the rain water.

     "Well, the best place that would be is yer home ain't it?" She smirked, her rosy cheeks glowing under her fiery red hair.

     "Home." I scratched the back of my neck. Man, I wish I was ten again. Before my mom died, before Grams was taken away from me. What was my home now? The road? Not even.

     "Ya. Home! Ye know. Where ye mum and da ar-" She took a long look at my face. "Oh." Her reaction startled me. Was there something on my face? Was I crying? I quickly rubbed at my cheeks but my hands only met the moistness the rain had left on my skin. "Oh. I, er," The lady rubbed her hands on her stripped apron-looking at her feet. "I ha no idea. I'm sorry lassy."

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Cast

Kaya Scodelarioas Olive
Logan Lermanas Percy
Brandon T. Jacksonas Grover
AnnaSophia Robbas Annabeth
Jake Abelas Luke
Elisa King(imagine with red hair)as Cherrie
Raffey Cassidyas Artemis
Heath Hutchinsas Apollo
Joe Manganielloas Ares
Kate Maraas Scarlett
Sophie Turneras Penelope (Penny)

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