Percy
Percy stepped through the doors of Goode High School on the 1st day of school for the 3rd time in his life. How on earth did Paul get me back into this school? Percy wondered. It was bad enough he had already killed a cheerleader, well, at least she wasn't human, but now he had mysteriously disappeared for over a year and had just shown up. Paul probably used the old "He's a totally crazy and messed up teen" story which had worked on the school before, but two times? Really? The worst part of all of this is that Percy had to redo his sophomore year. Now instead of having 4 years of high school Percy had to have 5 and nothing made him feel crappier than that at that moment. Reaching the office Percy grabbed his schedule and glanced at it.
1. World History
2. English 2
3. Chemistry
4. Lunch
5. Gym
6. Geometry
7. Study Hall
8. Art
Percy sighed. Same schedule as last year which meant that he'd have all the same teachers judging him for being in their classes two years in a row. That's all I need, he thought miserably, more people to hate me. Making friends hadn't exactly been his strong point in school. He was just going to go to get kicked out of school anyway, so what was the point? He hadn't really made a friend until Grover had come to bring him to Camp Half Blood when he was twelve. A sharp pang went though is chest. He hadn't really thought about how much he missed his friends, especially Annabeth, until now. All he really wanted to do was to be with Annabeth again. She really was the only who he could talk to that understood him. Since Tarturus they'd become in inseparable, they had eaten all their meals together, even slept with each other in the days after they had gotten out. And now Annabeth was going to a boarding school where he'd only be able to see her on weekends. He plopped down in his 1st period class seat with a sigh.
"Mind if I sit here?" a voice asked. Percy snapped his head up recognizing the voice immediately. Annabeth.