PERCY'S POV

As I walked through the streets from the taxi, I thought about her. Her eyes, her smile, the way she had that brainy know it all attitude. I've missed her. I really hope she missed me. I walk toward the cobblestone school. The only old looking thing on the street. It was Golden Rock High school. The closest one to her house. Besides of course Summer Falls High School, which was perhaps the most unlikely school she would ever go to. I don't think she does public schools. Well not public schools like Summer Falls. I walked through the stone double doors. It was chilly. And very, very creepy. I walked to the front office.

"Hello?" I asked. No answer.

"Young Man?" A tall, slim, lady said. She had strawberry blonde hair. Strawberries...Home...

"Yes ma'am?" I asked.

"Are you new? Do you need your schedule? What is your name?" She asked.

"Yes. Thank you, and my name is Percy. Percy Jackson," I said. Her eyes flicker with recognition. "You might have heard about me before," I said, reading her mind. "I was on the news a couple years back. I was...um...kidnapped. And framed," I said. Her eyes flashed. I now know I needed to automatically avoid her.

"Here is your schedule, Mr. Jackson. My name is Mrs. Sanchez if you need any help. In a minute, your tour guide will come and give you a tour. Her name is Kelsie Rodrigiez.

"Thank you ma'am. I appreciate your help," I said. I'm not sure if I was serious, or if I was being sarcastic. I guess both are possible. Yeah. As If I would need her help. I made up my mind. I was being sarcastic.

I look around. I saw a cream leather couch, and a bunch of files. Maybe they could help me around. But, of course, as soon as I went for them, the door opened. And in walked a girl about... 5' 8", with carmel brown hair, and shocking crystal blue eyes. "Kelsie," Mrs. Sanchez said. "This is Percy Jackson. He is from New York," Mrs. Sanchez said. "Fabulous," Kelsie said. "This'll be fun," She said. "C'mon, Let's go," She said.

KELSIE'S POV

Oh. My. God. The new guy, what's his name? Percy? Yes. The new guy, Percy, is so cute. His jet black hair, his beautiful, exotic eyes. He looks like he just got back from the beach. He also looks like one of those, 'I don't care about anything' looks. "This is your first class, which I also have. You were put in a copy of my schedule. Except for your electives, and your second and fifth period," I said. "This is math, with Mrs. Haroe. Ready to go in?" I asked. He smiled. "I suppose. This is as ready as I ever will be," He said. I opened the door. "Mrs. Haroe, this is the new kid," I said. He looked around, and he spotted something. Or, maybe even someone.

ANNABETH'S POV

Ugh. Another new student? The last one didn't turn out so well. Since I really don't care, I didn't even bother to look up from my advanced architecture book. "Does anyone want to show this boy around?" I heard from Mrs. Haroe. "Maybe you know someone...?" She explained. "Her. I know her. Can she show me around?" The mysterious boy asked. I looked up, to see who he was pointing at. I was all prepared to look at that person with pity, but then I saw what everyone was gaping about. This boy was gorgeous. He was so cute. But he was familiar. So familiar. This was Percy. My Percy. And he was pointing at me. That girl in the corner. Reading books all the time. The one who never had a boyfriend. Ever. But this boy, pointed at me. "Or would you rather not? Annie?" He said. The anger welled up. But boiled down quickly. I wasn't gonna let him get away from it. I stood up. Everyone gasped. Everyone knew that if you called me Annie, or Beth, you would get seriously injured.

"Did you just call me Annie, Seaweed Brain?" I asked. "Yes. Yes I did. You got a problem, Wisegirl?" He said. "Ugh, yeah! I do!" I retorted. "Annabeth! Percy! Is there a reason why you have done nothing but talk for the past 15 minutes?" Mrs. Haroe said. "No ma'am," I said. Percy turned red. "Now. Lets review last night's homework..." Said Mrs. Haroe.