There are no demigods. Nico, Thalia, Percy and Annabeth are the same age.
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians.
Prologue- Annabeth
RIIIIIIIIING! RIIIIIIIIIIING! My alarm clock signalled a new day in a new year at a new school in a new city. My family and I had moved back to Manhattan after a few years in San Francisco. It was 7 o'clock, and I had to get to my new school, Goode High, by 8. It wasn't a long drive to school, so I had plenty of time to get ready.
I almost forgot. I'm Annabeth Chase, daughter to Frederick Chase and Athena Chase. I'm 16 so I'm in Grade 11. I got a scholarship to Goode for my perfect grades. My mother, Athena, was a high scholar with an excellent architectural career. It was a pity she left me as soon as I was born. Now I'm stuck with my father who doesn't really care about me at all, my step-mother, and my two step-brothers, Bobby and Matthew. Everyone thinks I'm a nerd or a loser because I love studying and get perfect grades. And add my love to Greek Mythology, yeah, total nerd(or a geek).
Right, back to reality. I wanted to fit in at the least this year(which was going to be hard considering that I got a scholarship to the school), so I added a bit of touch up that day. Of course that would only be for the first day; I don't really care about how I looked. Only a first impression would be important. I put on a bit of makeup to hide the dark circles that were under my eyes from the lack of sleep(I slept at 2 yesterday- or today) and I brushed my teeth and fixed my unruly hair. I grabbed some clothes to get changed into, which was a single shoulder grey T-shirt and bright blue skinny jeans. I had owl studs with a silver necklace and a blue watch. Perfect.
I grabbed my books and stuffed them in my grey Aeropostale messenger bag. I raced down the stairs and grabbed a piece of bread and found that everyone had already left. Great, I'll drive to school myself. After I finished my bread, I found grey boots, only to find them scribbled with colourful pens. It was Bobby and Matthew's piece of artwork. I sighed and started scrubbing on the marks, internally thanking it for being washable ink.
When I finished, it was back to the original grey state. I slipped them on and grabbed my keys and hopped into the car. It was a silver Porsche GT1, a gift from my mother. I had no idea why she would buy me such expensive things, especially because the car was normally used for races.
Athena would send me a credit card full of money for me to use, and sent a new one every time it ran out. God knows why she does that.
It only took a few minutes to get to school. It was bigger than I imagined. Way bigger than I imagined. There was no way I could navigate myself inside there. It looked exactly like East High School(no, I don't like High School Musical), except it was more than two times the size.
I got out of my car and sat on the hood, to wait for a few more minutes before I got inside and did all the new student things like finding my locker, getting my timetable. The usual things you'd do if you were new. I got out my notepad and started sketching designs of buildings, when I heard a familiar voice I couldn't put my finger on. I traced the voice and found a group of girls. A black haired girl, whose voice I had heard, caught my eye. The memory was so familiar, yet so far away. Black spiky hair, punk-goth clothes... Are those electric blue eyes? Yes!
"Annie? Yoo-hoo? You there?" Someone waved a hand in front of me as I stared at the now empty spot. I shook my head and turned to the voice.
"Thalia?" My eyes widened. She was still the same. Black hair, electric blue eyes, heavy eye makeup and punk clothes. In other words, my best friend.
"Yup! The one and only." I leapt up and hugged her.
"Thals! I didn't know you came to Goode. I would've told you I'd come here if I knew you're here!"
"Oh, c'mon Annie. We'll getcha sorted." Thalia smirked as she called me by my old nickname again. I glared at her, though she didn't flinch.
"Don't. Call. Me. Annie." Thalia just rolled her eyes(which is not that rare) and dragged me into the school to start a whole new year