Hello! Hola! Welcome to my story! :) Got bored and decided to pound out a semi-au story, hope you guys enjoy. If you're 'new' to my work, a couple things you need to know- 1. I leave reviewer's questions at the bottom of every chapter. 2. Reviews make my day! 3. I own nothing- except the plot. Enjoy!

Prelude (Annabeth's POV)

Have you ever had a secret so big that you felt like you might explode? Well, my name's Annabeth Chase, and today I overhead something that could destroy us all.

I stared at my journal entry, feeling a chill at my own words. They were true- I knew more than I should. Way more. And I had to protect my new secret at all cost- or they would destroy me to protect themselves.

Six years later….

Percy's POV

"We hope you'll enjoy you're time with us." Rattled on Mrs. Brooke. I tuned her out- I'd been to so many schools I practically had the whole welcome speech memorized. Sure, this one was a little different. A government funded boarding school in the middle of who-knows-where, it was a little unique, but it was a school all the same. Meaning I'd probably be expelled within the month.

"Miss Chase will show you around." Broke in the voice, and I looked up to find a teenage girl had entered the room while I'd been daydreaming. The girl was…wow. Tanned and tall with a slender form and curly blonde hair, her gray eyes flashed at me dangerously. It was hard to tell, but I judged her to be roughly around my age. 16, maybe? I flashed her a smile, but she gave a barely noticeable shake of her head. What the heck?

"Don't you think, Mr. Jackson?" Asked Mrs. Brooke. I glanced at her sheepishly.

"Uh, could you repeat the question please?" Mrs. Brooke gave me a sharp look of irritation.

"I said," She repeated. "You will be put on medication starting tomorrow to help with your ADHD. Don't you think that's for the best?" Out of the corner of my eye I saw Annabeth flash a quick look at me and give a tiny shake of her head.

"Uh…no?" I said, confused. Mrs. Brooke's warm brown eyes seemed to harden.

"No? But don't you want to be able to concentrate?" She repeated in an insistent voice. I was getting a little creeped out, so it wasn't hard to refuse a second time.

"Um, no thanks. Really, I'm good." I muttered. From my peripheral vision, I saw Annabeth's face relax in relief. Before I was sure what I saw though, her cool, calculating expression was back in place.

"I'll start showing him around now." Interjected Annabeth before Mrs. Brooke could continue. Mrs. Brooke slowly nodded her head, making her brown bob haircut jiggle. Annabeth wasn't one to hang around admiring hairstyles, though. She pulled me out of the room faster than I thought possible.

"What was that about?" I asked, curious.

"What was what about?" She asked innocently, examining my schedule.

"That thing you just did back there! How come I shouldn't take the medicine?" At my words Annabeth's head snapped up.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She said coolly. "Come on- I'll show you to your dorm."

As I followed her through the twisting maze of hallways and classrooms, I repeated my question several times. Each time she loudly interrupted me halfway through the sentence with random stuff like 'Yes, that's the science room' or 'can't you hold it? We just passed the bathroom!'" What was wrong with this girl? Eventually we stopped at in front of a regular looking brown door with the silver numbers 333 on it.

"Here's your dorm." She said, interrupting my half asked question again for the fifth time. Then she turned and disappeared down the hallway. Grabbing my bag I swung the door open, confused and as lost as I'd ever been in this new school.

Annabeth failed to mention that I'd have a roommate. If she had, I doubt she would have mentioned that he was a vegetarian, or that he had a strange laugh that closely resembled a goat's. The bleating vegetation in question was Grover Underwood, who introduced himself pretty quickly.

"Hey! You must be my new roommate." He said through a bite of apple.

"Yeah, my name's Percy." I said, idly marveling at how perfect the apple was. Sounds stupid, but you know those perfectly round, evenly colored fake Styrofoam apples? It looked like that. With a jolt, I realized it was a fake apple. What was wrong with the students at this school?

"Grover." He replied through another plastic and foam crunch of fake fruit. "I'm surprised you found your way to the dorm so fast." He added as I plopped my suitcase down on one of the twin beds. "I got so lost my first day."

"Some girl named Annabeth Chase showed me the way." I explained. "You know her?"

"Do I know her?" Grover bleated. "We arrived together nine years ago, so I should!"

"She's kind of weird. No offense." I said. Cute, though. I added mentally. Grover got this worried look on his face.

"Yeah, well the transfer was hard for her." He said, sounding unconvinced. "The first three years or so she was fine, but then…" He trailed off and shrugged. "I don't know, but she got really serious and guarded."

Before I could ask more questions, I saw something that made me forget all of them.

"Hey G-man, is that Call of Duty?" I asked, my face splitting into a grin. Grover shot me a sly look.

"You play?"

"Only all the time!" With that we both shot toward the game counsel, the oddness of my new surrounding completely driven from my mind.

Oh Percy… well, review, review, review! I'll update ASAP. Reviewer's Question: What do you think Annabeth's 'big secret' is? Normally I'd tell you guys my answer, but this time that would be cheating. :) In the mean time, don't forget to check out my other stories! Until next time!