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It's Jenna! I'm so glad you're reading this!
This is my Percy Jackson fanfic, and I'm very excited about it. I hope you are too!
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"Mom, seriously," I said. "I'm fine, okay?"

"Oh," My mother's quiet voice came from the other end of the phone. "But there must be something you've forgotten. And do you need any help?"

I rolled my eyes. "Mom, you can't help me. You're in California."

She sighed nervously. "I know…I can't believe we decided to take this vacation now. I don't know what we were thinking, letting you start college on your own…"

"Mom," I tried to use a reassuring voice. "I'm alright, okay? I'm an adult now. You don't need to worry so much."

She heaved another little sigh. "Are you sure-"

"Positive. Now you just go back to Dad and finish your vacation. Have a good time, okay? Say hi to Grandma for me. And don't waste time stressing about me."

Her voice was hesitant. "Well…okay. You call me if you need anything, okay?"

"I will, Mom. Goodbye."

"I love you!" She said.

"Love you too. Bye."

Then I hung up. I felt sorry for my dad, who would have to deal with her for the remainder of the week.

I turned around to look at the room. The half I stood on was mostly filled with boxes, along with a twin bed and a dresser. The other side only had a stripped bed.

Things were already starting to come out of my boxes-clothes I'd shuffled through, videogames and books slipping out. I knew that eventually most of it would end up on the floor in a mess only I could navigate and categorize, much as my room at my old house had been.

At this point, the door to the room opened and a boy walked in. He was my age, probably an inch taller than me. He had medium-length black hair, and at the moment it was sort of falling into his eyes, which were green. He was carrying a duffle bag.

"This is 219?" He asked.

"I hope so." I said. There weren't any numbers on our door, but sequentially, this should have been the right room. "You my roommate?"

The boy stepped the rest of the way into the room. "I guess. I'm Percy." He stuck his hand out, and I shook it. "I'm Chad," I replied. "Make yourself at home."

He grinned, and dumped his bag on the bed.

"I'll go get more stuff from my car," Percy said. I nodded, and he left. I opened a box and began sifting through it.

I didn't know it at that point, but those moments were the start of what would be pretty much the most insane school year of my life.

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Once we'd unpacked a bit, I invited him to play some 007. He accepted, so we spent about twenty minutes setting up the TV and Xbox. We played for half an hour, and then someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," I said, wondering who it was.

The door opened, and a girl was standing in it. She had honey-colored hair put up in a messy ponytail. She was tall and pretty thin, wearing sweatpants that only reached her knees and a Tshirt advertising a movie theater.

She walked in, smiling. "Hey," She said. "I'm Jenna. I live down the hall, and I was just dropping by to introduce myself."

Percy stood up, and I did the same.

"I'm Percy Jackson," He said, shaking her hand. "Pleasure to meet you."

He sounded like something out of a chick flick. Slightly annoyed, I held out my hand and Jenna took it. "I'm Chad Foster." I said.

"Great!" Jenna said. "It was great to meet you guys. See you around?"

We muttered agreement, and she walked out, her bare feet padding softly on the carpet.

"She was cute," I said once the door closed.

"Mm-hmm," Percy replied, picking up the controller again. He was preoccupied-clearly, he had a girlfriend.

Curious, I looked over to his side of the room. My eyes locked on something. Sure enough, on the table by his bed, there was a picture.

"Who's this?" I asked, walking over and picking up the photo.

Percy crossed them room in two strides. "That's Annabeth."

I put down the picture, because I could tell I was bugging him. I'd seen it though, and this Annabeth looked fierce. She had blonde hair tucked into a baseball cap, and was wearing a Tshirt. She'd been holding a laptop case and a notebook. The most shocking thing was her eyes-they were light gray, and had a look as though she was calculating something. She seemed like the kind of girl who'd hit you just for looking at her.

"Girlfriend?" I asked.

Percy nodded, staring at the photo himself now. "She's in Connecticut. Yale. She's a genius."

"What degree is she getting?" I asked, wondering what sort of genius she was.

"Architecture."

Weird. "What about you?" I asked. "What are you going after?"

Percy shrugged. "History, I think. Maybe Ancient Studies. I like old stuff. You?"

"I'm pretty sure I'll go for psychology."

"Really?" Percy's voice was surprised. I guess I didn't look like a shrink. "How come?"

"Pays a lot," I said. "Flexible hours. And I'm good with other people's problems."

"Cool," Percy said. "I'll keep that last thing in mind."

We both grinned.

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