"so she wants the 'perfect daughter'. I'll lead that lamb to slaughter."

Your mom was Aphrodite, and you had constant pressures to be perfect.

You were always the ugly daughter - even though you were practically drop dead gorgeous - your sister always nagged about how much prettier they were- every time you visited your mom she asked why you couldn't be perfect, and it all made you super insecure.

You had a boyfriend. Percy Jackson. The Percy Jackson. The boy that all the girls wanted. But you got him cause you were by far the prettiest and nicest. He always saw you as perfect in his eyes. But you swore he was only dating you for fame.

One day, it became too much.

Your half sister, Piper McLean, told Percy that you were crying in the aphrodite cabin on your bunk, and Percy rushed over.

He was now laying in your bed, hugging you, and mumbling in your ear how perfect you were.

"How did I get you?.."

He mumbled, his arms tightening around you waist,

"I don't deserve someone this pretty.."