Chapter One: Ladies and Gentlemen, may I Introduce…

Annabeth

It was my first day walking into school, and already it was a bad day. Some jerk driving an old red car had nearly hit me and four other people on the way over to school. I was also nervous, so that put my nerves on edge. To top it off, my dad and I had just had the argument to end all others right before I left.

All in all, my first day of school was kind of sucking.

As I walked down the main hallway, I noticed people whispering and kind-of-but-not-really staring at me. Serves me right for coming to a new school in a tiny town. Cincinnati is much smaller than the Big Apple. I didn't like how laid-back it seemed. Sorry, I'm rambling. Anyway, while I'm walking down the hallway I notice a short guy wearing black slacks, suspenders, and a white button down. Did I mention he was flipping a wrench in his left hand? 'Cause, yeah, he was doing that. In front of him was a girl with beautiful dark hair and a tanned complexion, who was wearing a minidress that somehow was both appropriate and sexy. They were obviously dating, the way their body language reacted to one another.

"Excuse me, do you know where room 3116 is?" I asked. The guy turned to me and I got a full appreciation of his dark eyes and cunning elf-like face. He gave me a grin and said, "Yeah, down the stairs on your left."

I was about to thank him when the girl smacked his shoulder. "Leo you jerk." She turned to me and said, "It's right here in front of us. Are you new?"

I swallowed my fears and possibly some of my teeth. "Just moved a week ago from New York."

The girl smiled. "I used to visit my aunts every other weekend there. I'm Calypso, by the way. This is Leo."

"Annabeth."I shook both of their hands (Leo actually held out his wrench instead). I took the moment to look them both over in detail. Leo had curly hair and something about him that made me mentally remind myself to check any food he might give me. He wore an old medical satchel that had his textbooks, tools and a couple of books on mechanics.

Calypso was something else. She was tanned from the sun and naturally very pretty, and her dark brown hair fell in cascading sheets that made me jealous of my thirty-second ponytail. Her eyes suggested a lifetime of knowledge. I don't know. Maybe I've been watching too much Doctor Who.

From behind me I heard "Nico, go long!" and the blur of a football whipped past my turning face, into the stomach of a black- tshirted teen. A ridiculously fit and blonde boy jogged up. "Nice catch man!"

Black shirt shook out his hand, which I noticed had a skull ring on it. "Two more seconds of warning and I wouldn't have a bruise. C'mon dude, you know Will is going to freak about it and go all 'Doctor, Doctor' on me."

The taller boy clapped one hand to Nico's back and another to his own head, "Oh crap man, I'm sorry, I totally forgot about that since your… Well, you know."

I turned back to Leo and Calypso. "What was that all about?"

It was Leo who answered, "Which part? The football part or the thing about Will? Oh, crapola, that's right, you don't know Will. Dang. Alright blondie we need to get you accustomed to-"

Calypso cut him off, "We need to get to homeroom. The bell's about to ring." I nodded in agreement, just as the bell did ring.