Annabeth Goes to Goode

A Goode (pun intended) cliché for something I call the PJO cliché series! I hope you enjoy!

Annabeth's POV.

Dear diary,

Today is August 25th, the first day of school in 9 years for me. I'm nervous. Just a little bit, though. I know that I will be fine because Percy goes to Goode. If we could survive Tartarus together, we could survive High School. Or so I hoped.

Anyways, I'm trying to keep my spirits high. Percy still doesn't know I'm going to go, so this will be a Goode (wink, wink) surprise for him. He better be happy about it!

Bring it on, high school! What's the worst you can chuck at me? Empousa? Bratty cheerleaders? I'm about to find out.

Annabeth Chase

I had made a good habit of writing in my journal every morning, or afternoon sometimes. I pulled on my army pants and a gray tank top which matched my eyes and converse. My curly blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail. My only accessory were two gray pearl earrings; courtesy of Seaweed brain when he left for high school.

I checked my clock; 7:05. Fabulous, only 10 minutes left till the warning bell rang.

I could walk to school, but it wasn't time for a walk in the park.

"Dad!" I called.

Out came Frederick Chase. Dr. Chase. I was proud of him for moving here with my stepmom. He was still unnerved by the grandeur of New York and its skyscrapers, but I think he'll manage.

"I need a ride," I explained.

He smiled, "You can use my car."

My spirits soared. My dad had a sleek black Maserati that could only be described as swag. Of course, I didn't say this out loud.

"Thanks!" I swung my backpack over my shoulder, ran to the car and started the ignition. (A/N: I have no idea whatsoever how cars work as I am far from 16).

I got there in approximately 5 minutes. They would excuse my tardiness, as I was new, but it was still stressful. I didn't want to soil my reputation on the first day as being a late kid.

Anyhow, I quickly darted up the steps, which were quite crowded considering school started in 5 minutes. Unfortunately, I bumped into someone.

It was a guy with sandy colored hair and blue eyes. He was one of those ruggedly attractive guys with defined eyebrows and high nose. But I choked back a sob. He looked exactly like Luke.

I probably was staring at him, and he just stared back at me.

Finally, I snapped out of my stupid staring and said, "Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going."

A group of girls crowded around and helped him up before I could do so myself.

"It's okay." He said, brushing himself off.

"Uh yeah, I'll be off then." I said, not looking for any trouble on my first day.

"I haven't seen you before, new kid, I guess?" He asked me.

I didn't want to seem rude, as urgent as I was, so I turned around with a tight smile. "Yup."

"Do you want a guide? You know, to show you around the school?" I noticed the girls around him looking at me enviously, whispering menacingly.

If I said yes, I would inevitably make tons of enemies in his fan club. If I said no, I would upset one seemingly very popular person, and he could turn even more people against me.

I weighed the options.

"No thank you," I told him. "I know someone here already. He can show me around."

All the lame females around him sighed with relief. I internally rolled my eyes.

"And who would that be?" He asked, raising a perfectly arched eyebrow.

"Percy Jackson. He's my boyfriend." Chaos broke out on the steps of Goode High. A girl tried to attack me, but I swatted her aside.

Things like 'he is not your boyfriend!' and 'yeah right! What a wannabe!' were heard from afar. I had no such time to deal with the drama.

If they didn't believe it, I would just have to show them. All I needed to do was find seaweed brain…

"Annabeth Chase." I told the pudgy man who sat at the administrator's desk. With a bald head, long gray wispy eyebrows and beard, he held a remarkable resemblance to Confucius; only fatter and shorter.

"Here's your schedule. And I'll call your friend Peter to the office to be your guide." He told me.

I stifled a laugh. Dionysus, I thought.

"May Perseus Jackson come down to the main office?" He said into the speaker.

In the two minutes it took him to get to the office, I decided to sit down, my back faced to him when he was coming in. I would sneak behind him as he asked "Wassup?" and grab him from behind.

Things went as expected, actually, even better.