(Saturday morning)
I woke up at 6:00 am, my eyes slowly adjusted to the grand room around me.
So it wasn't a dream.I took a deep breath, taking in the fresh air that blew from the window, and stretched.
I haven't had this much space on a bed in a long time...I was used to being kicked off and sleep on the cold floor.
I got out of bed and got ready, choosing to wear a grey top and some jeans from my mom's closet.I don't have to make breakfast for 5 people...I realized once I was in the shower. Hmmph. I would've gone back to sleep, but it's too late.
I left my room and texted piper that I would be at work.
I quickly made myself toast in the kitchen..actually, that's a lie. A cook who was sleeping in the kitchen, heard me come in and woke up. He then insisted on making me his "world-famous toast"
Which cook sleeps in the kitchen?I slipped out of the main door, careful not to set off the alarms (which the cook helped me with) and headed towards my store.
It was about 10 minutes by car, but I walked since I had no car. It took about 25 minutes.And....there it was....my bookstore
I opened up the shutters and stepped inside.
I checked the clock on the wall and I walked through the shop, making sure everything was in order before I opened in a few hours.
I took inventory of the little bakery. Yes, the bookstore had a small corner for baking baked goods. Dad used to bake for the customers while they read books.
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The Bookstore || A Percabeth fanfiction
FanfictionAfter her mother, Athena passed away, Annabeth had to run her mother's bookstore all by herself. But with no support from her family, can she manage to do it on her own? What happens when she meets Percy, her childhood best friend? Will they turn th...