This is just a boredom thing. I wrote this a long time ago before I was even old enough for this site. P.S-Since I wrote this a long time ago, it has P.O.V.'s. I didn't write well in third person back then. And it's probably got bad grammar, and is a little OOC, but I figuredif I wrote it I might as well post it.

Annabeth's P.O.V.

Hi, my name is Annabeth Chase, and there are a lot of things that stink about being a demigod, but do you want to know what really sucks? Always having to lie to your boyfriend, never being able to tell him who your mom (or dad) is, and not being able to tell him why your best friend's nickname is seaweed brain. Trust me, it's complicated. It all started when my best friend, Percy Jackson, showed up at my school.

"Annabeth?" I heard someone say. I turned and jumped when I saw Percy standing behind me.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"What am I doing here? I go to school here! What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I go to school here now. I got kicked out of my old school." He replied.

"Why?" I asked even though I probably didn't want to know the answer.

"Long story," He lowered his voice, "It involves a field trip to the zoo, a four year-old, and a very unhappy pegasus." Yeah, I didn't want to know.

"So you go to school here?" I asked shocked.

"Didn't I just say that? Gosh, and I thought you were supposed to be a wise-girl." He said sarcastically. I punched him in the arm.

"Shut-up seaweed brain." He laughed, but he was rubbing his shoulder where I punched him. I looked at Percy. He looked different than he had the last time I saw him. His hair was shorter, he was taller (still a bit shorter than me though), he had more muscles, and he just looked… older. He raised an eyebrow.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked.

"Like what?" I pretended not to know what he was talking about but I could fell my face turning bright red. Percy just smirked.

"Hey Anna…Who's that?" I looked over and saw my boyfriend Jake standing there, looking at Percy like he was some kind of freak. Percy wasn't looking at him much better.

"Um...this is Percy. Percy Jackson. He's my best friend from… camp." I said. Technically that wasn't lying. He was my best friend from "camp". "Percy, this is my boyfriend, Jake Carson." Percy's jaw dropped. He grabbed my arm.

"Can I talk to you a sec?" He was dragging me off before I could answer. I sighed. "Be right back." I said over my shoulder to Jake, who was scowling at Percy.

"Did you just say boyfriend?" Percy yelled at me after he pulled me into a corner. "What does he know? Does he know about half-bloods? Did you tell him? Gosh Annabeth how could you do this?" He said, throwing his hands up in the air.

I crossed my arms over my chest and raised an eyebrow. OK now I was mad. He was accusing me of something after talking to Jake for two seconds. "But out Percy! This is none of your business!" I yelled back.

"I'm sorry. Forgive me for not wanting you and your stupid boyfriend to get struck by lightning!" Percy said sarcastically. A few people stopped to look at what was going on, but I gave them a look of death and most of them turned back.

"If you must know I haven't told him anything and I don't like you accusing me or calling my boyfriend stupid! Besides, even if I did tell him it wouldn't be any of your business would it?"" I yelled, not holding anything back. A lot of people where looking now.

Percy seemed to be thinking about the last part, but he must've decided to disregard it. "Well what are you going to tell him? Are you going to keep lying to him? Because he's not one of us!" The water fountains over by the bathrooms started going off. Most likely because Percy was mad and he was the son of Poseidon. He had a point but I wasn't going to let him win. I clenched my fists in frustration. I couldn't believe he was acting like this. He was embarrassing me in front of everyone.

"Go to Tartarus Percy Jackson!" I stormed of, refusing to let him get to me. A few people looked confused after the Tartarus thing, but they all looked like laughing. I walked straight to my locker; I couldn't talk to Jake right now. After I got my books I slammed my locker and stormed down the hall to homeroom.

So? Watcha think? Please review. I'll respect honesty and C.C. but please don't flame. Man, rereading this I really see how far my writing has come. Remember I wrote this like forever ago. IDK when this takes place though. It's probably just gonna be a three-shot so sorry this chapter is so short.