Pamela's POV
Today was my first day of highschool grade at Goode High. I've been going to Goode since 6th grade. I've always been the geek at the school, the one who hides in corners and reads. I suck at math, but the rest is pretty easy. Lets start off by me introducing myself, Hello my name is Pamela Marcos. I know my dad is that famous soccer player, Oscar Marcos. Now don't say I'm lucky, being a child of a celebrity sucks. Everyone expects you to be awesome at their talent, which I kinda am but, soccer is the only thing I got from my father, other than his look. I have tan skin, and dark brown hair, I'm tall and skinny, my hair is down to my waist and I have kaleidoscope eyes. The eyes came from my mom, my dad says I also got her beauty. I never met my real mom. For the past 10 years I've been told that my step-mom was my real mom. Then my dad and my step-mom had fight and divorced. I got a choice to go with my step-mom or my father, I chose my father (duh). I only have 1 friend his name is Grover, but he lets me call him G-man. We have been friends since 6th grade started, Grover and I became friends, after he noticed that I was what he called 'different' from others. I didn't know what he meant but I accepted to be his friend.
I was looking for my locker when, I found locker #302. I saw there was a boy, with curly brown hair, he looked scrawny and I was totally taller than him. He also looked latino, I was hispanic so I could kinda tell. I saw him looking at me dreamlly.In your dreams latino elf, I don't like you . I thought.
"Hi!" the latino elf said to me, his eyes still dazing off into lala land
"uh..hello?" I said more in question form.
"Leo Valdez! Stop creeping out girls with your stupid stare!" I heard a girl say
" Oh, don't worry it's not like I haven't seen boys look at me like that before." I responded. The girl looked like me same tan, hair, and eyes. But she looked more french than hispanic.
"Hi! I'm Piper McLean." The girl Piper said. I smiled at her
"Hi, I'm Pamela Marcos." I responded.
"Hey, Pamela isn't your dad a famous soccer player?" Asked Piper
"Yes and, isn't your dad a famous actor?" I responded. Pipers face turned red.
I rolled my eyes at her and we both start laughing. Leo's eyes are stilb glued on me . I punch him in the stomach, and he get out of the trance clutching his stomach. I start laughing and Piper joins too.
"So what class you have first, I have math." Piper said the last part in a bore tone
"cool I have math too." I said smiling.
Me and Piper walk together to math, for some reason Piper sounds familiar to me, I don't remember what but the thought. Book. Kept coming into my mind.I looked at the boy sitting next to me he has blond hair, electrifying blue eyes and a scar above his lip. He is super cute, I thought but someone so handsome like that obviously has a girlfriend. I was right. Because after class he was holding hands with Piper. I saw Grover talking to this boy with jet black hair and sea green eyes.
"Yo, what's up Grover!" I yell from across the hall I wave my hands up in the air and finally sees me
" G-man, who is that?" Said the boy with jet black hair and sea green eyes
"Perce that is my best friend Pamela Marcos." Gaz said in a cool tone
" Wait your telling me she's the daughter of Oscar Marcos?" The boy asks
"Yes, I am but don't tell anyone." Said holding my hand out to for him to shake it.
"Hi I'm Percy Jackson." The boy Percy says.
Percy Jackson and the Olympians. The books I always read, the Pjo series, the HoO series. My eyes are wide with astonishment. I try to move but I feel paralyzed.