Rachel had always loved to draw and paint. It relaxed her. She remembered when she was five and got her first art set for her birthday. It inspired a love that had lasted since then. Art class was always her favorite at school. And at her finishing school, she was in the art club. It was basically the only thing Rachel liked about the school. She hadn't liked Annabeth at all when they'd first met, but now they were great friends. Rachel remembered when Annabeth and Percy had fallen into Tartarus last summer. It had been terrifying. She had spent hours praying for them to every god she could think of, not even just Greek and Roman ones. She had just wanted her friends to be safe. Now they were back. It was December now. Rachel wondered what was wrong with her. She had felt off since she'd woken up that morning, like a part of her was missing. She dismissed it. There was no way it was important after all. Right. Right?
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PJO Headcanons
FanfictionBunch of headcanons that I wrote because of a 30 day headcanon writing challenge on Pinterest. I hope that you like them. Warning: most of them are short. They are also terrible. My other Percy Jackson fic is better. Please read anyway
