This fafic starts when Percy and Annabeth are eight but skips ahead quite a bit there are no monsters, half-bloods ect.
Disclaimer: Rick Riordan owns PJO I only wish I did.
Percy pov:
4 years ago
My Mom and I had just moved to New York, and she had dragged me to the mall to buy clothes, something about "looking handsome for my first day in second grade", I didn't really pay attention.
"Percy we're here for clothes, not toys." nagged Mom.
I turned away from the remote control helicopter and followed her into some clothes shop.
"What do you think of these shorts Percy?"
"Yeah, fine." I mumbled.
"What about a t-shirt?"
"Great." I replied heading toward a basketball I thought I saw earlier.
"Percy! pay attention, you have to wear these clothes you realize."
"What does it matter?"
"You want to make a good impression."
"I do?"
"Yes you do, now pick one."
I continued following Mom around making up opinions until we left the store half an hour later with new trainers, jeans and a green polo shirt.
As we headed back to the car, my Mom at least 5 metres in front of me as I dawdled from display to display, I saw a girl, about my age with curly blond hair talking to a group of kids a few years older.
"What ya got there nerd? a book?, what a weirdo." one boy asked her, as I wondered over.
"That's not very nice." I said, as I saw the girl's bright red face with a stormy grey glare.
"What do you care?"
"Percy! come on we're leaving." called my Mom and I ran to catch up with her, turning back to see the girl heading over to a glamorous lady with two identical little boys toddling round her legs.
The next day I looked out my new bedroom window to see the same blond girl, sitting reading on her bed in the house next door. I guess we're neighbours.
Did you like it? I'm not sure if I should continue with this, reveiw please.