Trouble Found Me

Summary: Summer is a normal teenage girl. She planned to have a peaceful, normal, last year in High School. It was going as planned, until she met the three new students everybody was talking about.

This is my FIRST ever story in FF-net. So FLAMES are really not appreciated. Thank you!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Percy Jackson series.


" That's the pathetic thing about high school. Everyone tries so hard to be something they aren't. It's gotten so I don't know who I am, so how can I even try to be who I am, much less who I'm not?
My problem is that I don't even fit in with the misfits.
I don't fit anywhere."
Katie Alender

It was dawn outside and the sky was overwhelmingly beautiful; full of stars that seemed like they were winking at me from up high. I was wide awake, just staring out of my window and admiring the view. I was never one for being sentimental, but right now I was feeling a bit strange. The view reminded me of my childhood; back when late night outs were spend with family rather than alone by myself. It reminded me of the times where I used to play with the fireflies in the meadow filled with an abundant number of wild flowers, anyone who saw it would say it was magical. I admit, I really missed the innocence of being a child.

The sun was starting to rise and that's when I started my morning routine: take a shower, brush my teeth, put on some clothes and cook my own breakfast. No one was awake as of yet, and I can't stop feeling like I was all alone in my house. Finally, after what seemed like hours, my brother was finally up. I sighed with relief, that feeling of being alone disappeared like it was never there in the first place. I greeted him good morning while he gave me a grunt as a reply. I rolled my eyes; it seemed like he wasn't ready to start the day yet.

It was my first day of school. After years of endless torture, I was finally in my last year of high school. I was hoping on making a good first impression to the new students without having to embarrass myself. After eating my breakfast and brushing my teeth again, I went outside and waited at the bus stop. I greeted the people I was familiar with and stared curiously at the new faces. Apparently, from what I gathered while eavesdropping, there were three new students in Grade 12. That meant three new people I had to impress. I haven't seen the three new students they were gossiping about so I just assumed they arrived at school already. I was dreading going now.

When the bus finally arrived, I pushed my way through the endless chattering of students. I went to the very back, sat down and got my iPhone out from my bag. I was playing my favorite song full blast when I heard someone screaming my name. I looked up and saw my ex-friend, Claire a.k.a. Ms. Popular.

"Hey, Princess!" said Claire in her usual chirpy manner. I sighed and asked her what she wanted from me. She usually had some plan up her sleeve, especially when it comes to her being nice. She always asks for something in return or she would just use you to do her dirty works. There was never a time when I didn't feel endangered talking to her. Just like today. I felt every instincts in my entire body vibrate from just being around her; it was screaming at me to run far away from her. And just like any other day, I ignored it, feeling pretty stupid over thinking that a cheerleader could do some damage to me. She started babbling on and on about Ryan, the football captain, and about me being a messenger girl. I wasn't quite sure what she was really talking about because after a few seconds of listening to her overly chirpy voice, I tuned her out.

The bus finally stopped at my school. I was the first person to bolt for the door; I didn't feel like getting trampled on my first day. I also did it to avoid having to listen to my ex-friend belittle me. It still hurt to see her face after spending the rest of my summer healing from her backstabbing words. Seeing as I was the first person out, I was also the first one to see the three new students just hanging out at the front door of school.

It was really strange considering they were new and they were already talking like they've been friends for years. From what I could tell with my awful eyesight (I really need to visit the doctor again), there were two guys and one girl and they were so much taller than me. One guy was an African American wearing jeans and a hoodie, which was kind of weird considering its boiling hot outside. He had with him crutches. The other guy had black hair and he was wearing jeans and a blue t-shirt. I couldn't really see the words in front of his shirt even while squinting, but I think it said, "Fishes are friends, not food." The last one, the girl, had long dark brown hair. She was also wearing jeans and a plain white t-shirt. They looked normal enough to me, so I deemed them safe enough to approach.

I walked closer to the group and the African American guy stiffened and gestured to his two other friends in my direction. Heads swiveled to me, following with three sets of such intense eyes that left me stunned for a few seconds. I marched forward, determined not to get intimidated by their stares. I finally arrived at my destination except they were blocking my only way in. I cleared my throat, hoping for them to get the hint. They didn't move, so they obviously didn't. I grew impatient, my opinion of them changing from being safe to being a complete annoyance in a matter of seconds.

"You're blocking the way." I said rather rudely.

Finally, I saw recognition in the girl's piercing grey eyes. She clearly was the leader of their group, because when she nodded in the guy's direction, they moved out of the way. I raised an eyebrow at that, but didn't question it. People were starting move out of the bus and thinking of the stampede that would follow made me reach faster for the entrance door. I was a foot away from it when I heard a voice saying, "I'm Annabeth Chase, and the guys beside me are Grover and Percy. We're new students here. What's your name?"

I was surprised that she would ask my name in such a demanding tone. Without turning back to look at them, I answered."The name's Summer. Welcome to Goody High School and good luck by the way. You guys are going to need it," I whispered the last part to myself. I started thinking of ways to avoid them. I obviously didn't make a good first impression and just remembering my rude behavior made me blush tomato red. Without waiting for their reply, I opened the door and head to my classroom.

Annabeth Chase, Grover and Percy; you guys will be bringing with you trouble, I thought. My gut was already giving me clear warning signs. One thing's for sure however, it's that trouble found me.


Hope you guys and girls like it! Thanks for reading. I really appreciate it. I think I'll make this a one-shot. My decision would be based on the reviews I get. I'm still a little shy about making stories and posting them. ^.^

Peace!