Dear A,

It's A again.

We visited the guy.

So yeah.

I don't know how to feel.

More about him later.

First things first:

Percy was announced as the next king.

Crap.

Let us watch the kingdom burn, shall we?

With his oh-so-pretty Princess Piper, oh, I can see the jealousy rolling off of people as they walk past this lonely window.

They want to be in either position; with goods in reach of their arms all the times and having perfect faces and perfect plans and perfect outfits and perfect relationships. They want to raise perfect children with perfect faces and perfect plans and perfect outfits and perfect relationships.

Perfect perfect perfect.

Please, the last thing they would be is perfect.

Piper, from what I can tell, is a classic gardening tool. She's probably only marrying him because of his wealth even though she already is wealthy and is already a princess and already can get anything she wants.

Daughter of Queen Aphrodite, I was almost surprised Drew (the eldest daughter) didn't get his place. Then I remembered that Drew has her sights on King Anubis from a totally different region, so obviously she refused.

Typical people would ask why Drew would refuse such a perfect man.

I would high five Drew, because Anubis sounds so much better then Percy.

Zeus, oh good old King Zeus, has been reportedly cheating on Queen Hera again, but he denies. He always denies. Then we get some local village woman who is pregnant with his child.

Ok that's only happened twice so far but I mean, come on Zeus??

I hate royal people.

Big, fat annoyances, all of them.

Now back to 'my guy'.

I have low expectations that were surpassed.

He's good looking with a shape jawline and tousled blonde hair, he's kind, he's gentle, he's pretty wealthy, he doesn't like the government.

But he's not the one for me.

Something in the back of my head is screaming 'NO!', and, A, I agree.

He kissed my hand while I wore a (cheap) pink dress that itched under the armpits and was too tight around my chest and had ugly white lace as a hemline. His eyes didn't say disgust and his eyes didn't wander below my face, he generally seems like a nice person.

So why can't I like Luke Castellan?

Why do I not want to spend the rest of my life with a man who obviously is a generally good person and obviously will treat my like a woman and not some toy?

Maybe we're two Norths trying to connect, but  the same side never attracts. Opposites attract, everyone knows the cliché scientific rule. I need a South to link forever.

I wonder who will be my south.

I wonder who my second part will be.

I want him to show up soon, because I'm lonely and I want to be loved.

That seems like a good place to end off.

Until next time,
A.

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With a sigh, Annabeth chase rolled up her letter. It was almost like a diary, except she could never go back to reread her past thoughts. She left them to her Angel, her savior, her one person who would understand this crappy life of hers. because she needed someone too.

Letting the notes float downstream was a satisfaction.

Every letter sent meant another look into Annabeth's brain.

She sat by the stream, in the dark moonlight in which she had scribbled her words, wearing only her underclothes and a blanket, until she was positive that it had kept moved far enough away, far away so that Helen would not be able to read its secrets.

She thought of Luke and his perfectness, his mother who always seemed lost, and father who was jolly and happy and kept two snakes as pets. Her mind wandered and she found herself wondering what it would be like to be in Piper's shoes; to be marrying the prince of such a large kingdom, to have everything her heart desired, to be happy with valid reasons.

Annabeth shook the thoughts away. Silently, she climbed into her window, making sure not to break anything, and fell asleep on her mattress, the best thing she owned.

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Happy 2019! This year is going to be a big one with my writing- so get excited! Arranged is one of my bigger projects, and if everything goes smoothly (and I actually write), then we can hopefully have at least 1/2 of the story done by 2020.

Xoxo Queen