Thalia was sitting in maths class, trying to distract herself. Maths was useless. Thalia wasn´t sure what she was going to do when she got out of the hell hole that was boarding school, but she was sure she wasn´t going to do anything that required the calculation of a triangle. The boarding school was a hell hole because it was an all girls boarding school, right across the street from an all boys boarding school. Thalia was a bit of a tomboy, so she didn´t actually get along with most girls. Her best friends were boys, but since she was stuck in the hell hole half the day she hardly saw them. She had one friend who was a girl, Annabeth, who was her roommate and the only reason she was still in school. Thalia had no interest in school, she was only at the boarding school because her dad had left and her mum was dead. Thalia and her brother Jason lived with a foster family, who was rich and didn´t care about them too much. Jason was a year younger than her and went to the boys´ boarding school. He was everything to Thalia.
Finally, Thalia was so bored that she looked out the window. A car drove down the street. When it had passed Thalia could see into the window of the boys boarding school. The class she could look into was watching a movie. Most of the people in the class were sleeping on their desks or talking to their neighbour, though a couple of boys in the first row were actually listening and taking notes. Thalia looked at them closer, she knew non of them though she saw her friend Percy in the class. The boy who struck her the most was a blonde guy with intense blue eyes and a long scar across his face. He was pretty. She wasn´t sure if he was pretty because he was different or because he looked broken. Thalia only dated broken boys. All the others tried to fix her…
Someone pinched her arm and Thalia turned her head, scowling.
„What?" she asked. The girl sitting next to her nodded toward the teacher who looked at her eyebrows raised. „Excuse me?" she said. The teacher sighed. „I was just asking you, miss Grace, if you would grace us with your attention instead of staring out the window." Some people snickered but Thalia had heard enough shitty jokes about her last name so she only nodded. „Of course." She hissed. The teacher continued with the lesson and Thalia started drawing knifes on her homework. She could feel the boy from the other classroom looking across, looking at her, but she wouldn´t meet his gaze. That wasn´t an issue for maths class.