Paparazzi Kiss ~Preview~

So... Recently I've been working on a few new stories. One of the ones I've been working on's called Paparazzi Kiss (which, by the way, is kind of cliche), which is why I'm not sure if I should post it on FanFiction or not. Here's a snippet from it:

If you don’t know Percy Jackson, there’s a big chance you live under a rock. He’s the lead singer of the band, Celestial Bronze. I’m his sister, his shadow. Until that day one of his band mate kissed me. Until that day my life became a secret.


I’m Thalia Grace, better known as Thalia Jackson, daughter of Sally Jackson and Zeus Grace. Being Percy’s 15 year old sister, I live in his shadow. I attend Goode High, a school my brother attended until a few years ago, when he became famous.
“Thalia!”
That’s Annabeth. Probably my only friend. Maybe that’s because everyone compares me to Percy. The only thing we share is our jet black hair. Except for that, Percy’s better. His eyes look nicer, his skin looks clearer, he’s slightly smarter, he’s extremely fit, he sings beautifully, and most of all, he’s Annabeth’s boyfriend.
You see, Annabeth’s pretty popular. With her blonde hair and California tan, you can easily mistake her for a dumb blonde. Well, she’s actually the smartest student in her year. She’s definitely going to be the Valedictorian. She’s also two years older than me, in 12th Grade. Yeah, she’s going to graduate at the end of the year. After that, I’ll have to make new friends. If I can.
“Thalia?”
I shook my head, “Yeah?”
Annabeth laughed, “You zoned out.” Her startling grey eyes shone.
“Oh, sorry. I was just thinking.”
“Maybe you should stop thinking for a while and just hang out with me.” She frowned, “You’ve been pretty closed for that past few years.”
I shrugged, “C’mon. It’s class soon.” Quickly, I turned around and opened my locker. I heard Annabeth sigh behind me.
“You can’t keep on avoiding it. Tell me. What’s wrong?”
I shrugged again, “Nothing.”
Annabeth shook her head, “Tell me when you’re ready.” She left to go talk to her other friends.
I stuck my head in my locker to look busy. Then, I checked that my mascara hadn’t smudged.
The bell rang.
I huffed and took out the books for the lesson.
As I walked down the corridor, there were whispers. They weren’t unusual. Heck, they always happen.
Percy this. Percy that. Always compares me to my brother.
How his sea green eyes look sparkly and dreamy.
How my electric blue eyes look scary.
How his jet black hair looks silky and soft.
How my jet black hair looks damaged.
Don’t get me wrong. I don’t hate my brother.
But I don’t like him either.
Dad was too busy to take care of us. He constantly moved around with his jobs, from this airline company to another, striking deals and all that. My father owns an airline deals company, so he’s pretty busy.
Mum. She’s usually not that biased. Usually. Sometimes, she compares me to Percy, saying that I should try harder, or be more social like him. I guess a lot of people have that, but at least they’re not being compared to something they could never be. Famous. Popular. Perfect.
Don’t ask me how Percy became famous. Sure, he’s talented in music. He’s got the looks, and he has the personality that could make girls swoon. But lots of other bands have that, don’t they?
Why him?
Then I wouldn’t have to be compared to him. I wouldn’t have to be insulted every day, that I’m nothing compared to him. That I could never be someone like him.But that’s what happens in life. Tough, yeah?
I take my seat at the back of the classroom, then I pull out a piece of crumpled up homework. Great, another fact to be compared with.

Yeah... So that's the snippet :) Sorry for the terrible ending. I didn't know how to end it without pasting the whole chapter.
What did you think? Comment!!
Anyway, see ya guys!!
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