High-school these two words send a shiver down my spine. Why? I suppose you could say that high school is my mortal enemy. If i didn't already have so many. As I walk through the halls on my first day, one thought goes through my head. What am I doing here? The only thing keeping me here is seeing my best friend, and boyfriend Percy Jackson.
"Good Morning, Miss. Is it your first day here?" My teacher asks as i walk through the door to my first class, English.
"Yes sir. My name is Annabeth, Annabeth chase." I say, holding my hand out.
He shakes it firmly "Well, have a seat Annabeth, and welcome to Goode!"
I nod as i take my seat, only a couple of kids are here as the bell hasn't rung yet. When in finally rings, students begin slowly trickling in. I keep my head down to avoid the curious looks from my new classmates. I manage to get through the lesson without being noticed too much. As i gather up my things a girl walks up to me. She has bleached blonde hair and is wearing lots of makeup. Her clothes, well how do i put this nicely, they don't exactly fit the school dress code.
"Hey! Are you new here?" She asks, I almost wince at the sound of her voice.
"Yeah, I am." I say, expressionless.
"Cool, my name is Massie. Pleased to meet you!"
"You too. Listen, I got to get to class." I mumble and attempt to leave
"Wait, I just wanted to say something. Like really quick. One, let me just say that you are really pretty. And two, if you hang around with us, we can definitely help you make some friends around here. We can tell you who to hang out with, and who definitely who not to hang out with. What do you say?"
"I think I can make friends for myself thanks very much." I walk towards the door, but turn around when i reach it. "Also, I think I can judge who I should hang out with and who I shouldn't" I look her up and down for good measure. Then walk out of the classroom. I was hoping i could see Percy before my next class. I haven't seen him since we left camp two weeks ago. It doesn't seem like a long time, but after the giant war. We stuck together like glue. It took forever for me to convince him to go to school for a semester. But, it took longer for my siblings to convince me to go to school. My father moved to New York after being offered a job teaching at NYU. So, here I am, at High School.
As I am walking through the halls, trying to find my next class. Finally, after circling through the hallways. I finally give in and decide ask somebody. Using all my willpower, I turn to the nearest person.
"Excuse me, can you tell me where class 210 is?" I say politely.
"Yeah, it's just-" He pauses as he turns around, and stares at me wide eyed.
"Annabeth?"
"Percy!"
