I am back my dear readers! Woohooo! Yeah! Busy busy this week. So, my second story is here. *thumbs up* So, basically before I start I just want you to all know that this story is inspired from the movie, Letters from Juliet. But this is different because I was just inspired while I was watching it and BAM! there I was inspired. First things first, Annabeth here is a novelist not a fact checker. A bit different, there are other parts that I took some ideas from. I also have some OCs of mine. So, yeah. Uhh, okay. I'm going to start. Okay…

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO or Letters to Juliet unless stated in the credits of the book or movie.

Annabeth gawked at her computer screen. She had been staring for hours and pondered her head, thinking of a start for a new story. She had been one of the most successful authors of the year. She looked around the empty house looking for some items to give her ides or some inspirations.

See, Annabeth just moved from California to New from New York to Italy. She was just having one of her vacations. But she was guilty. Guilty of not writing stories for over a year. It was a long break for her. She wanted to start another novel. After a month she would be leaving for New York. She had been going through countries to find that inspiration or just to relax. She went to Italy to simply eat food, go sightseeing, and yet again find inspiration.

Suddenly, she got pissed and she slammed the laptop close. She didn't care if it broke. She can buy another one. She was rich enough to buy two or more laptops. She thought of what to do and figured that she might fix and clean the house. The house wasn't that big.

When you enter the front door, you would see the living room. The sofa was on the far right end and in front was a small table and the TV. If you go north, there would be a bookshelf and a study table where Annabeth's unbroken laptop laid. On the right there was a door that leads to a bedroom, there was also a bathroom beside it. Beside the bedroom were the kitchen and the dining room. Annabeth took the boxes and started cleaning and organizing.

Annabeth sighed. It was a long day for her. It was night already, her stomach was grumbling. Since there was no food in her refrigerator yet, she decided to look for a restaurant. She found a local restaurant by the far end of the street. She entered the restaurant as a waiter approached her. "What will you order, señorita?" asked the waiter in an Italian accent.

As Annabeth sat down, she ordered, "Uhm, penne pasta and some water, please."

The waiter nodded and she added, "Oh! And add more cheese for the pasta!" the waiter nodded again and left.

Annabeth put her right hand on her face and started tapping her fingers. She didn't finish cleaning the house yet. There was still the bookshelf and the study table. She remembered her iPhone, which was probably left untouched ever since she went to the airport. S

he took her iPhone and she had a message from Thalia 4 hours ago. 'Are you there already? Is it gorgeous there?" the message said. It was unusual to find Thalia saying the word 'gorgeous'. But Annabeth replied anyways, 'Yeah, I'm here already. I'm just eating at a local restaurant. I won't say that it's gorgeous here yet. I haven't been sightseeing.' She sent the message as soon as the waiter laid out her food. Annabeth ate silently and afterwards, paid the bill.

She walked back towards the house she was renting with. When she reached the house she thought about cleaning the rest. She started wiping the bookshelf and placed the book she was reading there. The study table was already clean except for the cabinets.

She opened the first cabinet and cleaned it, thank the Gods there were no spider or spider webs or else it would have scared her. Afterwards, she opened the cabinet below the first one. While she was about to clean it, something took her attention.

An envelope.

She curiously took the envelope and examined it. She opened it carefully. It was an old and brown-ish. The envelope was easily opened since it was old and Annabeth had to be careful on opening it because she might tear it. Inside, there was a letter. A 35-year old letter. The letter read:

Dear Alberto,

There's so much I want to say to you, but I don't know where to start. Should I begin by telling you that I love you? Or to say that I was happy when I'm with you. Or on our days together, I knew there would be forever? I could say all these things at the same time and every word would always be true, but as I reread them, all I can think is that I wish you were here with me, walking under the moon. In the future, I know I'll cherish our times together for a million times. I'll see your elusive smile, and feel your arms around me. I'm going to miss all of that. I love you so much, but I'm very sorry. You're probably thinking 'why would I give you a letter if I lived a few blocks away from you?' As you read these words, you find me nowhere in my house. My parent moved to New York. I would be staying there. Not forever, but for a while. My parents won't let me give you our address here, so I've written my home address there. If I come back, I'll marry you. But if I don't find someone to fill the hole I've dug on your heart. Find someone better than me. The one that will never leave you.

Love,

Alice.

Annabeth didn't notice the tears that were cascading down her face. She carefully slipped the letter back before her tears soak it. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand and stared at the moon for a while. Then suddenly, she had found it.

Her inspiration.

She was suddenly inspired. But if she's going to make a story about this. She has to know what happened after the letter was written. The letter was dated 35-years ago. Which means the author of this letter—Alice—is still alive here somewhere.

Annabeth wondered if she's with Alberto right now. Or if she came back but Alberto found someone. She had to know. Annabeth had that speck of hope that Alice might be here in Italy. She examined the envelope looking for a certain detail. She found an address which belonged to Alice. Annabeth had a huge grin on her face, because of the fact that she was lucky to find her address.

Annabeth quickly grabbed her iPhone and searched it through her GPS. She was determined to find Alice. Her heart jumped when Alice's place was a few blocks away.

Annabeth crashed on the bed without dressing up. She was too excited to even sleep. Annabeth thought 'This might be a great vacation.'

Little did she know that this will be her best vacation ever.

Heh. It's a short start, I guess. Review!

-BE18