Different

Annabeth sat in front of her mirror. She was doe practicing, was done preparing, and was long done with her makeup and outfit preparing. She listened carefully to the laughter that came rushing through the room, indicating that the performance was over. It was like a roar of applause, washing over everything and deafening the ears. 

'Who performed?" She thought to herself, 'it couldn't be one of my sisters right?' She let out a deep sigh and stood up, stretching her arms in preparation to play. 

A few minutes after she heard the taps of a set of footsteps. It was only one but she knew there was another person beside her. 'It couldn't be one of my sisters, they haven't learned silent steps yet and I haven't even perfected mine yet. It has to have been someone else that performed,' Annabeth inquired. A smile crawled onto her face, 'That just makes it better! I'm going against someone who can make the crowd yell and clap like that? Sounds terrifying.'