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"Princess, are you ok?" My father said his voice filled with concern as he opened the door. I smiled at my childhood nickname that he still used. I told him not to call me that but he wouldn't listen.

I wiped my eyes. "Yeah, just a bad dream?" Lately, I got them a lot. I just tended to ignore them, they weren't that big of a deal anyway. They were just from nerves. Right? Yep, I was just nervous. "What are you doing here, Daddy, I thought you were coming back at breakfast?"

What can I say, I was a Daddy's Girl? It sounded weird but I swear it's not like that. My Dad had always been there for me, when I was seven years old my mom and him got divorced and they made me choose between them in court. It was so scary. But I ended up choosing Dad, my mother hadn't spoken to me ever since. Though Dad said I had her eyes.

Even though he had to travel across the country half the time for work. He was one of the most important people in my life, well him and Will. "Well my flight landed early and guess what?"

"What?" I asked excitedly as he sat down on the edge of my bed.

"I'll be here for the next four months which mean I'm going to get you to see you dance the lead in Swan Lake."

"Daddy, I haven't even got the part." I laughed and kissed him on the cheek.

What's he going to say when you fail

"Yet, you haven't. I don't doubt that you'll get it, my little ballerina." He booped my nose.

"Stop calling me that, I'm seventeen." I pouted trying to look angry.

"You are? Wow, how did you grow so fast? It feels like you started ballet yesterday." He smiled at himself.

"Well I am." I yawned.

"You should get back to sleep, it's four in the morning."

"But I don't want to go to sleep." I was scared that the voices would come back if he left. "I might have a nightmare again, "

"Annabeth you have to go to school tomorrow."

"Exactly, so I have to wake up in three hours anyway so it's pointless to go back to bed now."

He sighed knowing that he had lost, I grinned at myself. "Well then what do you suggest we do instead."

I tapped my chin trying to look deep in thought. "You could tell me about your trip."

"That's boring, I didn't do anything except teach a bunch of bored college students Ancient History."

"Well then what do you suggest we do, Mr. Exciting, " I rolled my eyes.

"Well have you met anyone lately?" A blush crept to my face. It's a good thing it was dark except for the lamp I had turned on.

"No! I am not talking about my love life with my father!" Mostly because there was nothing to talk about. I didn't even like anyone let alone have a boyfriend.

"So Yes you have? When can I meet them?"

"Gods, you're worse than Will." I said becoming even redder.

"I swear I won't tell a soul.'

"Fine, his name is nonexistent."

"Annabeth?" He frowned at me.

"Hisnameispercyjackson." I only said it to save my ass, okay.

"I didn't quite hear that, Princess."

"I said his name is Percy Jackson."

"Ooh, Is he cute?" Dad sounded like a twelve-year-old girl. I groaned why didn't I just go back to bed?

"No he's really ugly." Sarcasm dripping from my voice.

"Annabeth stop being sarcastic and just tell me. You can trust me."

"Of course he's cute, but he probably doesn't even like me though." I wasn't lying. Percy was hot but that didn't mean that I liked him. Or he liked me.

"He's probably in love with you." I laughed at that one. "Why are you laughing? It's true, he'd have to be crazy to pass up his chance with my daughter, the future ballerina." He looked so proud and I felt so guilty.

More like the future failure

Ignore them. Ignore them that's what you always do. "I doubt that he's in love with me."

"Well I bet he is." A small part of me hoped that my father was right.

We kept talking about Percy and other random things until the sun came up. And then Helen, the nice lady who my father had married after the divorce, asked what was going on and told me that I had to get ready for school.

I still didn't forget the dream or how Percy was there.

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Well, that's it. It was a bit dark, I know but I did lighten things up towards the end. I also decided to make Helen and Fredrick nice just cause I don't want to write parental drama for no reason. Also about the Daddy thing, I just feel like Annabeth would be one of those girl's who would still call her Dad Daddy. Sure it's a bit weird. But if Percy can be a mama's boy she can be a daddy's girl. So deal with it.

What'd you think? Feedback? Anything you'd like to add?

Thanks for reading 😊🥰

-Navzoon

P.S. For those who are reading my one-shots book, I'm open to recommendations I probably won't get to them until a little later tho. And I have an update for ya'll tomorrow.

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