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A/N: This is another story about Percabeth transferring into each other's schools. However, this time Percy's going to San Francisco! Please, please comment on what you think (: If you have any ideas, tips, or suggestions- please feel free to! I update chapters much faster when I get a lot of feedback, since it means that more people want me to update.

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PERCY'S POV

Percy walked into the entrance of Bay Side High. It smelled faintly of Lemon Pledge and children's tears. You know, the typical school smell.

''Hi my name is Percy Jackson. I'm a new student here'' Percy smiled. He executed the sentence well enough. He didn't stutter or mess up, which is great since he practiced at least a hundred times in front of the bathroom mirror. Annabeth would be proud.

The office lady, Sharon (according to the golden plaque on the counter), looked Percy over. Her eyes were muddy brown and her hair was blown all over the place. Her face looked so baggy, it's as if the damned souls down in the Underworld were personally weighing her down.

''Mr. Jackson, here's your schedule. Your appointed tour guide should be here soon.'' She looked back down to the newspaper she was reading.

''Uh, thanks.''

Percy sat down on a waiting chair. He tapped his foot- Sharon looked up. He stopped tapping. Percy stretched and yawned. He was desperate to talk or move- anything but sitting still. That was total torture for a demigod like him.

Just as he was about to attempt to strike up a conversation with Sharon, the door swung open.

A tall, lean guy with chestnut brown hair walked in.

''Sorry I'm late, Sharon. Coach stopped me in the middle of the hallway to talk about the tryouts later. Won't happen again.''

Sharon didn't even bother to look up, ''Mhm.''

A serial killer could be snatching Percy away, and she still wouldn't have cared.

Percy sized the guy up for good measure. He was tall, but Percy was taller. He had golden eyes and a warm smile. Girls must be all over him, Percy thought.

''I'm Wyatt, and yeah, I'm your tour guide.'' He stuck out his hand.

''Percy. And thanks.'' Percy gripped Wyatt's hand firmly

The two walked down the hallways. Wyatt was a decent guy. He made sure to point out all the classrooms and made little side notes to Percy on what the teachers were like.

Percy couldn't help but notice all the girls staring at the both of them. They were whispering things to each other. Percy felt agitated. He felt like they were talking trash about him. Was his hair messy? Did he have something in his teeth?

''Hey, Wyatt, can I uh, use the bathroom?'' Percy asked anxiously.

''Yeah sure, go straight, then take a left. First door on your right. But don't go past that, or you'll end up in Mrs. Gruns room. Trust me, you do not want to end up there.''

''Thanks, man''

''No problem. I'll wait down here- okay? Try not to get lost.''

Percy nodded and walked down the hallway. He passed a couple freshmen that looked up at him like he was the Eiffel Tower and they were little tourists. He opened the bathroom door and looked in front of the mirror. There was nothing on his teeth, and his hair didn't look that bad. What could all those girls be talking about?

Percy shook his head and began to walk out of the bathroom.

''STOP! Knox, please. I'm begging you. Please don't do this.''

A blonde, gruff looking guy held a scrawny freshman by the collar. His fist was winded back, ready to swing.

Percy immediately realized what was going on and stepped forward before this Knox guy could really hurt that kid.

''Let him go.'' Percy said calmly

Knox turned around, a quizzical look on his face, which then turned into something evil. He smiled like a snake (do snakes smile?), ''Who's gonna stop me?''

His hand swung forward, and the kid yelped.

SWOOSH

Tons of gallons of water surged forward from the sinks and drenched Knox, completely missing Percy and that freshman he was about to beat up.

Percy helped the kid back up on his feet.

''Woah. Um, thanks. How'd you manage to do that?'' the kid asked. His face was illuminated under the bathroom lights.

Percy laughed, ''Wasn't me. And about that guy'', Percy motioned to Knox, who was now squirming on the ground, ''Don't let him get to you. Now get out of here, or you'll get in trouble.''

The kid looked up at Percy one last time. He had a reluctant look on his face, but then dashed out of the bathroom.

Percy walked towards Knox and crouched down to where he was laying. He took a harsh grip on his collar.

''If I were you, don't you ever try to bully anyone again. Do you hear me?''

Knox groaned and nodded slightly. That didn't convince Percy, so he pinned Knox's shoulder to the ground.

''Don't screw with people's lives. That's not cool man. Don't let me catch you again, or I swear to the gods, nothing is going to stop me from hurting you. Understand?''

Knox whimpered and Percy let the bathroom, disgusted. How could people just hurt another person like that?

In normal circumstances, Percy would never have hurt a normal mortal like that. He just couldn't stand bullying, though. It reminded him of his younger self. Percy didn't really care about being bullied himself, but when you hurt other innocent people? No way would he let that go unnoticed.

He met back up with Wyatt and continued the tour. Wyatt showed him the Quad at the back of the school where all the students hung out and studied (it was a small field with gardens, a fountain, a couple benches, trees, and a lemonade stand). He took notice of a blonde haired girl, sitting on a bench with some other girls.

Percy felt something in his stomach and began to walk swiftly towards her and was about to yell her name when Wyatt caught his shoulder.

''Nuh uh, dude. That girl? Annabeth? She's taken.'' Wyatt smiled

''Oh yeah? By who?'' Percy asked cooly

''By me. Or uh, at least soon. I'm trying, but she's just so… I don't know. Hard headed? Strong willed? It's lovely, really.'' Wyatt sighed

Percy couldn't help feeling bad for the guy, it would be no surprise that Annabeth had some admirers. She was a pretty cool girl, to say the least.

This was his girl, though, and he traveled all the way from New York to see her. Nothing was going to stop him now.

Percy ignored Wyatt and walked up behind Annabeth, putting his hands over her eyes, he could feel her tense up- ready to attack.

''Knox. For the last time, leave me alone.'' Annabeth's voice was dangerous, she sounded like she was ready to kill

Percy's neck ticked. Knox. That was the guy in the stalls. Was he bothering Annabeth? His Annabeth? He'd have to find out later. Right now, he wanted to spend some time with his girl.

Percy laughed and took his hands away, ''Last time I checked, Wise Girl, my name is Percy''

Annabeth whipped around so fast it was a miracle she didn't break her back. She dropped her books and jumped on Percy. Percy burrowed into her hair and inhaled. Lemony, just like back at camp. He hugged her tight, and in that moment, nothing else mattered.

''I missed you Seaweed Brain.''

''I missed you too, Wise Girl.''