Percy

The instance she waltzed through those never opening door, I knew she was different. She wasn't fake, pierced, inked, or stank of smoke. Let's start at the beginning shall we?
Names Percy Jackson, 17 years young and I could be considered a sketchy character( As my younger brother Tyson would say) the black leather jacket, motorcycle, ear piercing, and tattoo didn't help. My school wasn't much either. I attended Yancy academy school for Troubled students. Or young criminals, I do have quite the record- blowing up my middle school gym, crashing a school bus, and numeral fights, also ADD. Fake ditzy blondes, druggies, smokers, sluts, and gangs all join me inside Yancy's walls. We only were released Christmas and summer, unless a family emergency takes place. This new blonde was different, fit and make up less- I was sure nothing on her body was given to her by plastic surgery. Wonder what she was here for, can't be too bad, can it? I calmly approached her, she seemed the most normal.
"Hey" I matched my stride with hers. She jumped and grabbed her heart, I could have sworn she saw me coming.

"Oh my god!" She wheezed still frightened. I almost smirked at how her gray eyes seemed scattered and wide. They were quite beautiful. They were analyzing and intelligent, they locked up her well. They looked as if they already knew your every move and thought, if they could just read you.

"Percy." I announced as she reached the office to receive her information. She gave me a puzzled glance between to bouncy blonde curls, almost like a princess's.

"Annabeth" She said nervously,even though her voice gave her away, her body gave now vibe of it at all Meier did her eyes. Her name was like a princess too, she was way too perfect to be sent to a crappy Manhattan boarding school. And her bag was bulging with books, Yancy wasn't known for their high text scores.
"What's wrong with you?" I blurted out already regretting. This soundly like I could already tell she was jacked up, and if I planed to even become friends this question just burned that bridge.
"Excuse me?" She looked like I had just back handed her, that still would have been better than asking what was wrong with her
"I mean, you are too perfect to be here," I lied smoothly, yea still got it Perce, Mr smooth. A lady's man, über awesome, untouchable, best in town, I still got it.
Instead of blushing and melting at me feet, like any other girl, she simply glared," I really don't need you flattering" She snapped her ashes eyes scary, then she flipped around and stalked away. Shit, there goes my chances. She drew her to me, most of the whores here shameless flirted with me, and didn't push off a conversation with any boy. And the boys looked the girls like they were slabs of raw meat. I needed a new plan, and fast. Then as I saw her it hit me. I knew just the thing. Her long red hair flipped around as her tall frame came to mine.

"Claudette!" I reached out and grabbed her elbow. She sighed and came over. Even when her Father shipped her out of the mountains are still looked like a Mountain man. Combat boots, dirty jeans, and a large flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up showing off her freckled arms.
"Listen see her?" I gave a small point to Annabeth as she busied herself tracking down each class room.
"Her?" Claudette-my closest friend besides Grover but he doesn't go here- gave a odd look
"Talk to her become friends, she seems normal and a goodie too shoes, not the Yancy type" I urged, I neede to know her better
Claudette considered my plea before a mischievous grin came to her chapped lips,"For a price" I groaned I didn't have time to gamble!
"What?" I exhaled, Claudette was a harder person to get to do something for someone else beside her or an animal.
"You have to answer" She teased, I simply nodded,"Do you like her?" My mind panicked . How was. I supposed to answer? I didn't even know! I could say yes, maybe then Claudette would help me, but what if it wasn't true?! and saying yes meant a year full Og taunting from Claudette
"I don't know, please?" Claudette was a sucker for my baby seal face, and with my green eyes it totally worked. Just a few more seconds 3,2,1
"Fine!" Claudette tossed her hands up and lumbered off to talk to Annabeth, this was going to work perfectly.

Annabeth

I was in middle of moving from class to class and setting off to find my dorm when I girl interrupted. She was tall and skinny, her hair was like a raging fire that swayed down her back and down to her butt. Her eye were a alien green and teemed with energy. She sported a simple flannel shirt, jeans and brown boots. I was hoping we could be friends.
"Claudette" I was surprised at her name, not one you hear every day. I smiled in a welcoming way and gently shook her callused hand. A woven bracket decorated her wrist.

"Annabeth, mind helping me find the dorms?" I asked, her nod gave me a confident feeling and we walk off chatting about normal things, unlike my talk with Percy, she never asked what was wrong with me or tell me I was perfect. We came to a hallway lined with door with numbers. Claudette glanced and my number and strolled down the doors, glancing ever so often to check.

"Here, I'm right next to you, your dorm mates are already in there," she waved and slipped into the door near my own. I knocked softly, I was still feeling like I was a intruder, the door swung open.
"I'm Hazel"

I know not good ending, I wasn't positive on how to end this, it was either a cliff hanger or sweet wrap up. I decided to make a new one-Odd one to use when you get writers block! Spread it around!