Nancy's POV
As I entered Goode High, I couldn't help but realize how corny the school's name was. Goode. Yeah. Like anything good will happen.
As soon as I entered, the students all stared at me. Looks like they know who's leader soon, I thought smugly. Then a girl's voice whispered, "Uh... can I have my science notebook back?" I whirled around to see a petite girl staring at the sole of my foot. "Oh... sorry." I tried to tug the notebook off my shoe. There was gum stuck to that. I scratched away the gum and handed the notebook to her. Then, with my head high, and oblivious to the giggles of the bystanders, I promptly crashed into somebody. A really cute somebody. A really cute somebody that looked familiar...
He must have had the same feeling, because he slowly said, "...Do I know you?"
We realized at the same time.
"Percy Jackson?"
"Nancy Bobofit?"
I stared at him. This was Percy Jackson? The dork who befriended the cripple? The one who pushed me into the water fountain years ago?
I tried to resume my snarky attitude. "So... how's the cripple?" The crowd gasped. Percy's eyes hardened. "Grover's fine, thanks. Does your mom still pack you peanut butter and ketchup sandwiches?"
Some stifled giggles from the crowd.
I tried to go for a smile. "Look, Percy, so sorry to interrupt. Let's start over. " I held out my hand.
Percy swatted my hand away. "Forget it, Nancy. Let's go, guys."
I hadn't noticed before, but Percy's group was glaring at me. Then this beautiful, blonde-haired girl blew hair out of her face and took Percy's arm. "Percy, let's go." She kissed him on the cheek. He smiled at her. Meanwhile, I was in shock. Percy Jackson had a girlfriend? How in the world had he gotten a girlfriend?
They all left in a huff. Then the girl whose notebook had been grafted to my shoe only a few minutes ago whimpered. I turned around. "What?" I snapped. She looked scared. Immediately I felt sorry. "Sorry... I just don't like being humiliated. Hi, I'm Nancy."
She still looked unsure, but she smiled. "I'm Karen. Come on, let's go to free period," She said. We began to walk. "So... you know Percy Jackson?" I laughed and flipped my hair. "Know him? He used to be a scrawny boy in Yancy! We went to school together," I explained, because she still looked confused. "We don't talk about him like that," Karen murmured. She looked behind her, like she was worried one of Percy's gang was still there. "Percy is one of the most popular students in the classes."
I snorted. "Percy? Popular? Some words don't go together, Karen." She looked sheepish.
"Anyway," I continued, "I'll show them what a real leader acts like." Karen sighed. "Where?" She asked.
"Why," I smirked. "In the cafeteria, of course."
