Annabeth's POV

"THALIA, SLOW DOWN!" This girl is trying to kill us! It was the first day of junior year, and we were late. Like, really late.

"DO YOU WANNA BE LATE, ANNIE?" It was more of a statement than a question. I'll admit, I'm an absolute nerd. Just the thought of being late on the first day of school makes me sick to my stomach. But this girl seriously can't drive. And when she's driving 20 miles over the freaking speed limit (I'm not exaggerating. The speed limit is 50, and the meter that shows how fast you're going says 72) she drives like she's drunk!

"Why were you- WHOA -late, anyway?" I said while she swerved to avoid a taco truck. My emo (though she always denies it) friend usually picks me up at 7:15, but she didn't come until 7:45. I was just leaving my house to walk, but then she came driving down the street (almost running over me, I must add).

Her reply was mummbling something about her dad. I didn't press any further. I know bad her relationship with her dad is. Her dad, Zeus Grace, is the owner of Olympic Airlines. He's barely ever home because he's always in some meeting for the company. The little time he actually spends with his family is spent nagging Thalia about the way she dresses. I mean, sure she can look absolutely terrifying in her 'Death To Barbie' t-shirt (I really don't get why she hates Barbie so much. It's not like I like it, either, but she totally despises it), black ripped jeans with a chain, and black eye liner that brings out her intimidating electric blue eyes. But he has no right to tell her how to look, considering he's rarely around.

Finally (after a lot of swearing from both Thalia, me, and the people we almost ran over), we made it to Goode High.

Luckily we both know where our home room is, so we ran through the empty hallways.

We made it to room 107: English with Mr. Blofis. Aka, my (other) best friend's, Percy, step dad.

When we came in, Mr. Blofis was in the middle of talking to the class. Thalia (being the oh-so subtle person she is) slammed the door open so hard that it bounced off the wall and hit me on the head.

"OWWW!" I glared at Thalia, then blushed when I realized everybody's eyes were on us.

"Ms. Grace, Ms. Chase. So glad you could join us. May I ask why you are late?" I could tell he was trying to sound stern, but I saw a hint of amusement in his warm brown eyes.

I exchanged a look with Thalia. I knew she didn't want people to know about her situation with her dad, so we needed another excuse. I say the first thing that came to my mind. "Overslept." But apparently Thalia thought the same thing because at the same time she says, "Traffic."

A few people snickered, causing my face to go redder. Thalia on the other hand, looks slightly annoyed. I tried to go along with what Thalia said and say, "Traffic." But, once again, we were thinking the same thing and she says, "Overslept."

Cue more snickers. Now Thalia just looks irritated. "We overslept then got stuck in traffic," she says quickly. I facepalmed. (AN: OMG! MY FIRST AUTHOR'S NOTE! Anyway, I've always loved it when people put facepalming in their stories. And now I get to do it! :)) She's just making it worse.

Mr. Blofis raises an eyebrow, but doesn't question us anymore. "Very well. I do not want you two to be late again. Understood?" Before Thalia can open her mouth (I've known her long enough to know that she when she's irritated, she says things that make the situation worse, even though she doesn't mean to), I stomp on her foot.

"OW!" she shreeks and grabs her foot, followed by a glare pointed at me. I send her warning look, and we both nod at the teacher.

"Good. Now, go sit in the two empty seats in the back." He points to two seats right next to each other. Me and Thalia sit down, but not before earning a few wolf whistles.

"As I was saying before, this year I expect..." He kept going on about all the usual first-day-of-school stuff. When he finished, he told us we could talk until the bell rings. Thalia was ranting about how her mom wouldn't let her gauge her ears, (AN: For those of you who don't know, gauging is like piercing your ear, except the hole is a lot bigger. I learned this from my good friend, Phoenix Sapphire) when someone cleared their throat to my left. Thalia stopped talking and we both looked at whoever did it. And I swear, both of our jaws dropped straight down to Tartarus.

On the left was a guy who looked exactly like Thalia's type. He had on ripped black skinny jeans, a Linkin' Park (AN: Love there song Runaway!) t-shirt, a grey and black army jacket, and a skull ring on his left ring finger. He had lean muscles. Black and white Vans. Black shaggy hair, pale skin, and obsidian eyes. In other words, a guy that was so perfect for Thalia it wasn't even funny.

Then there was the guy on the right. Seeing him shocked me so much that I almost fell out of my seat. Black messy windblown hair, very buff (but not so buff that you think he only eats raw meat for breakfast or something) figure, tan skin. Dark jeans and navy blue vans. A sea green shirt that showed off his amazing musclesand matched his eyes perfectly.

His eyes. Dear Gods his eyes. They swirled with so many different shades of green and just a hint of blue that they look like the ocean. All I want to do his drown in them.

They looked so different then they had at the begging of summer, that if it weren't for their eyes (and the guy on the left's emoness) then Thalia and I would have never recognized them.

Nico di Angelo and Percy Jackson.

Before the summer, they were both very scrawny. Nico was so short that he look liked an emo ten year-old. Percy was, at least, an inch shorter than me. He wasn't as tan. Not nearly as buff as he is now. And he had braces.

Now, they both had gone through major growth spurts. They have to be at least 5'10" now. They've filled out considerably. More tanned (except Nico, who is so pale that I don't thinks it's even possible for him to get a tan).

Thalia and I would've probably been gawking at them for hours, but the bell rang, snapping us back to earth.

When we got back to our senses, I jumped up and threw my arms around Percy, and Thalia threw hers around Nico.

Percy's strong arms enveloped me in warmth. "Nice to see you, too, Wise Girl." I had to stop myself from shivering when he whispered that in my ear. I rested my head on his hard chest, and listened to his steady heart beat. I breathed in and the smell of cookies and the ocean filled me with bliss.

I couldn't believe it was really him until he called me Wise Girl, a nickname that he gave to me a few years ago. At first it just irritated me, then over time I got used to it. But now, hearing him say it felt so amazing that I was instantly happy.

I've missed my Seaweed Brain.

Wait. My Seaweed Brain? Where the heck did that come from?

This is gonna be a long year.

Ok! This is the end of the first chapter in my first ever fanfic! Gosh, I'm so proud of myself!

Since tomorrow is a Sunday, I'll try to do an update then. I'll Do my best to do the every-three-days update thing, but if I don't please please PLEASE don't be mad at me. My parents have been getting on me about my grades lately (which I really don't get because I'm an A-B student) so I might not be able to update as often as I want to.

So, to whoever took the time out of their day to read my fanfic, here's a virtual cookie (::) !

Thank you so much and please review and tell me what you think about my story and anything you want ne to do in it.

-LongLive