Hello! Well, this is my first fanfiction and, I have to warn you, most of the stories in here will not be finished. I have, like, a TON of ideas bouncing around in my head and they just won't go away until I write them down.
So this is just going to be a bunch of random stories that will probably make no sense to everyone else, but I will appreciate any advice I get on how to improve my writing. But please don't be too harsh!
Feel free to leave me any ideas of what to write about, but I also have some stories already (partially) written that I can post as well. If you want to me finish a specific story just tell me and I will try my best!
Oh! If there's any time in here where it says 'Perce' it's not that I'm spelling it wrong, it's like a nickname, I just didn't know how to spell it. So it's like Percy but without the y on the end.
Thank you so much in advance! Please enjoy!
(Percy's POV)
Humph. My first day back at school. Yay.
I kept thinking about Annabeth. She would love this. I would love her...
Stop it. I told myself. She's not here. She's at camp overseeing the reconstruction of everything. Stupid Romans...
Haha. JK. Couldn't be too careful... Didn't want to piss them off... Again.
My mom drove me to school. I had a new record. I was at the same school for the third year in a row. Quite impressive if you ask me.
I walked in through the huge double doors and straight into Paul Blofis. My stepdad.
"Hey there Perce! Are you excited for your first day back?"
"Can't wait. I'm exhilarated." The worst part about school? Well, other than school, waking up. Seriously. I have to friggen wake up at 6am. I hate to wake up before noon. Shouldn't I get a little slack? I mean... I've saved the world like 2 times! But if I show up at 2 in the afternoon I get detention.
I walked into the office to get my schedule for this year.
"Mr. Jackson!" It was the school secretary, Ms. Jenkins, "Mr. Jackson, you have not chosen a foreign language elective yet. Before you can receive your schedule I will need this information."
"Ugg..." I groaned. She looked at me impatiently, "Well... What are my options?"
"Spanish, French, German, Japanese, Portuguese, or, added newly this year, Greek."
"Greek!" I nearly yelled, "I'll take Greek."
"Good choice, Mr. Jackson. You will be one of only 6 students in that class, along with Ms. Peyton Russell, Mr. Chandler Mitchell, Ms. Kori De La Gran, Mr. Ian Gramatika, and a new student this year."
"Great, thanks." She handed me my schedule and I looked it over.
First block I had History, then English, then Biology, then Geometry and finally Greek.
I walked out of the office and right to History. Last year I had disappeared in the middle of the school year, so this year I might as well make as good of a first impression as I can.
It's funny. No one even remembers that I was gone. Man I love the Mist.
A young, blonde lady was teaching the class. Her blonde hair made me think of Annabeth. I pictured her. Sitting in her cabin, studying some blueprints. Her princess curls surrounding her face. I could see how her nose crinkled when she concentrated. She sneezed, her little kitten sneeze, like she does when she gets frustrated.
She sneezes a lot around me.
A girly giggle and a flash of blonde hair outside of the door made me snap out of it. I got up and looked down the hallway, no one was there.
Just your imagination. You miss her too much.
"And who might you be?" A sharp voice asked. I snapped my head to the sound of it. My teacher. What was her name? Mrs. Sweeney. She had startling grey eyes, just like... Snap out of it.
"I might be Percy Jackson." Her eyes flashed with recognition, but just for a second before her face formed back into its calm mask.
"Well, it's good to meet you, Mr. Jackson. I would suggest that you take your seat. We're about to begin." As other students filed in, I saw some people I recognized from last year. Milo Webber, Terence Fisher, Shay Westley, and Erin Burke were all kids that had sat with me at lunch last year. Terence glanced over at me and started waving furiously. I motioned for him to come over and sit by me. Milo, Shay, and Erin came as well.
"Hey, dude! Sup! Where were you this summer, man?"
"Milo, do you really need to ask him? What does he always talk about?"
" Actually, Erin, I was only at camp for part of the summer. We had a little... Uh, incident and some stuff got broken. But while I was gone I did go to Rome and Greece."
"With your girlfriend?" Terence and Milo smirked. No one believed that Annabeth really existed... I don't blame them. She's like a dream to me, too.
Just then class started. Mrs. Sweeney introduced herself and started to talk about class rules.
"This," I whispered to myself, "is going to be a long year."
(Annabeth's POV)
Has it really only been a day? It feels like its been months. I hate to lose him. When he's not by my side, I feel like there's something missing, something gone.
I couldn't do this. I couldn't go a week at a time without seeing him. After finally getting him back after eight long months, I never wanted him to leave again.
I pictured him. His wavy black hair perfectly messy. His beautiful sea green eyes that sparkle whenever he gets an idea... Which will most likely get us killed. The determined set of his jaw that he got when he was concentrating. The way that his eyebrows scrunched when he was worried...
Stop it. You can live without him for a week.
But could I really? Ever since I got him back from the Romans, we weren't separate. I needed to hear his breathing, hard panting perfectly synchronized with mine to know that I'm real. I need his strong arms around me to feel safe.
I stood up abruptly and marched out of my cabin. I found Chiron in the arena. No words were necessary. I merely looked at him, he knew what was happening. He nodded, and I headed into the Big House.
In his study was one of the only phones in the camp. I secretly had a cell phone, but I felt more secure using this one. I dialed the number and on the third ring she picked up.
"Sally."
"Annabeth?" Her voice was full of worry. "Annabeth sweetie, is everything okay?" She had more reason to worry than I. It was her son the disappeared off the face of the planet nearly a year ago. She was the one that had to deal with everything.
"Sally, I-" my voice broke, "I can't stay here without him. I need to be with him." She understood.
"The room is ready for you. I can ask Paul to get you registered right now and I can come pick you up tomorrow."
"Thank you, thank you so much." I hung up and went back to my cabin. Tomorrow couldn't get here fast enough.
(Percy's POV)
The day continued to drag on. Sitting in Geometry, I couldn't help but think that Greek was the only class that I had the slightest chance of getting an A in. If only she was here. She could help teach me.
"Mr. Jackson," Mr. Hale. I couldn't help but think how much I hate being called that, "Could you please explain to the class how to find the area of a trapezoid?"
Crap. "Ummm... height times width?" He looked at me with a disapproving expression.
"That is not correct, Mr. Jackson. I expect that you'll know the correct answer by tomorrow." Wow. Homework on the first day.
Finally I left class and headed to Greek. I didn't really pay attention to Ms. Jenkins this morning when she told me about the class. When I got there there were two other kids there already. I think their names were Peyton and Chandler. I took a seat in the back. While I waited for class to start, two more kids strolled in, arms linked together. They both looked at me and smiled.
After a few more minutes, the teacher came in. She was an old lady, probably in her 60s. She introduced herself as Mrs. Damon.
"In this class," She began, "We shall only speak in Greek. If you can't say something, don't." Just then the door burst open. My world tunneled.
There she was. Panting and out of breath. Her hair was down, bouncing around her heart shaped face. Flawless.
(Annabeth's POV)
I threw the door open and scanned the room. There he was. I could see his green eyes from across the room. I saw them light up when he saw me. Gorgeous.
"Ahem." Came an impatient cough from the front of the room.
"Oh! I'm so sorry, ma'am. I, I just couldn't find my way around the school and I'm new and-" I need to breath.
"I assume that you're Annabeth Chase?"
"That would be I." I responded.
"Take a seat, Ms. Chase, and don't be late again."
"I'm sorry." I repeated, and made my way to an empty desk in the front of the room. I turned and saw Percy's face. He looked hurt. But this was my territory. This was my time to make a good impression and learn.
(Percy's POV)
Why wouldn't she sit by me? What was wrong? I didn't smell... did I?
Shut up. You can ask her later.
I was right.
I spent the rest of class staring at the back of her head.
I caught her on the way out. "Σ 'αγαπώ." I love you.
"Seaweed brain." She turned and planted a kiss on my lips.
"I missed you." I whispered.
"It's only been a week!" She rebutted.
"And obviously," I kissed her again, "You couldn't handle it."
Only then did I notice all the people that had stopped to look at us. Girls were whispering, guys dropped their jaws. I think I even saw a few tears leak out. And I'm positive I saw some money exchange hands. But at the moment, I couldn't care less. I had her. She was mine once again.
Thanks for reading! Please comment with any advice you may have!
~ Velocity
