Angie's POV
Ugh. Stupid, stupid, stupid school. I walked into Goode High, and saw the most popular and sexy dude: Percy Jackson. Stop it, Angie. I told myself. Stop thinking about him. The bell rang, which thankfully gave me something else to think about: How I would survive school.
In math class, we had a new teacher. He did attendance. "Angela Silver." I glared at him. "My name's Angie." He rolled his eyes. I definitely didn't like this guy. I pretty much zoned out, because, well, that's what I do. I have ADHD and dyslexia. So, ya.
After school I headed towards my apartment on the bus, and I desperately tried not to think about my crush, Percy Jackson. It really didn't help that he was right next to me. His strong arms... Stop it! Hear that, subconscious? I got off at my house, and braced myself. I lived with my father, stepmom, and obnoxious stepsister. I stepped inside, and saw my stepsister, Bella, watching TV. She's nineteen, I'm seventeen. She looked up, and smirked. Uh oh. Time for Torture.
AN: Haha! Don't worry, not real torture. And if you're wondering if it has anything to do with demigods, well, geez! Tis is the first chapter, remember?