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Annabeth

I haven't been this scared in a long time
And I'm so unprepared so here's your valentine
Bouquet of clumsy words, a simple melody
This world's an ugly place, but you're so beautiful to me

"Annabeth," My father had said. He was looking at his hands, which were being clasped by my stepmother's long spindly fingers. "We think it's time that you moved out,"

"What?" I was stunned. "You want me to move out? I'm only sixteen!"

"You'll be going to boarding school," My stepmother declared.

"I haven't done anything wrong!" I really hadn't. I'd been getting good grades and generally being a perfect student! Why were they sending me away?

"I know you haven't Annie but-" My father began but she cut him off.

"Your father is starting a new family with me now. And you will need to move on," She snapped. "I would send you to your mother's but we don't know where she is. So you'll be attending Goode Academy in New York. Your flight leaves tomorrow morning,"

I had begged my father to not make me go but he just looked at his feet and let that bitch force me out. Eventually I found myself standing in my new home; A stuffy room at Goode Academy.

I had to share my dorm room with three other girls apparently. We each got a small desk next to our beds and a small cupboard for all our stuff. The other girls weren't here though; everybody was at the library or out enjoying the sun. When I'd finished unpacking my bag I looked at the dusty clock on the wall. It was time for dinner. I didn't have an appetite so I changed into my pyjamas and tried to get some sleep before my first day of classes at this hell hole.

When I woke up, I could hear girls fussing around in the corridors of the dormitory. I looked up at the clock. Shit. I had a half hour until breakfast. My room was empty again but the beds looked messed up. My roommates had slept here and left again already. I quickly stripped off, threw a towel around my body and ran to the bathrooms with my things. Luckily, because I was late, everyone had already had their showers. There were a lot of girls applying makeup in front of the mirror though. When I walked in, every single one of them stared at me. I tried to look straight ahead.

I tucked my hair into a bun to keep it out of the water and let it rush over my body. I realised with a frown that I wouldn't be able to sing in the shower anymore. They would probably be able to hear it all throughout the dorm if I did. I quickly washed myself and splashed some water on my face while trying to keep my hair dry. When I was done, most of the girls were finished except one who was still rimming her eyes with layers of dark kohl liner. Much more than was allowed according to the rules pamphlet. I got changed quickly into the uniform. It was a white, short-sleeved, button-up shirt and a red, plaid skirt with a matching red tie. I joined the girl at the mirror to put on my makeup.

"Hey!" The girl exclaimed, "You're the girl who was asleep in our spare bed last night!" She smiled.

I nodded awkwardly, "Yeah, I'm Annabeth," I smiled, "I just transferred here from San Francisco,"

"Thalia," The girl grinned. I went back to applying my foundation as Thalia hummed loudly, running the pencil over her waterline.

Her uniform was customised slightly. Well a little more than slightly. Her skirt was hemmed to mid-thigh whereas mine came to just above the knee. The sleeves on her blouse were folded up to her shoulders, showing off her muscular arms. Her shoes were big black doc marten boots which were not the regulation chunky leather loafers that I wore. She wore ripped sheer tights under her skirt and a chain around a neck that had 5 metal spikes hanging off it like shark teeth. So yeah she intimidated me.

Thalia and I sat together at breakfast with a larger group of girls. She introduced me to the other two girls in our room, Piper and Hazel. Piper was dating Jason Grace, captain of the school's football team. Thalia was dating Luke Castellan and Hazel was dating Frank Zhang. They were also on the team. The football team took excursions a lot to go play other boarding schools. These girls seemed nice enough. I hoped that I'd make friends with them.

My first class was Geography. When I got to the classroom I was the only one there except for a buff looking chick with light brown hair who was lounging on a seat in the back row. I acknowledged her with a nod as I came in and took a seat at the front of the class. A couple more students entered the classroom. That's when I felt the first ball hit my head. I turned around to see the girl ripping pages from a text book and balling them up. She threw another. It hit me square in the face. I clenched my fists and turned back to the front, practically shaking. Who did she think she was!? I'd never done anything to her! I put up with the balls hitting my head until a boy walked in and saw what was going on.

"Clarisse," He groaned, "Do I have to tell you off every day?" Clarisse rolled her eyes and knocked the rest of the paper balls off her desk. What!? How did this boy, with a crisp white shirt, shining black shoes and perfectly neat hair, intimidate Clarisse enough for her to stop? The boy smiled at me and sat down in the seat next to mine.

"I hope she wasn't giving you too hard of a time," He smiled. I took a good look at him. He had dark hair and sea green eyes that's you could get lost in. He had sharp features and an alright body. He taller than me but not by too much. He was actually really cute. I smiled back.

"Nah, it was fine," I offered my hand to him; "I'm Annabeth by the way. Annabeth Chase"

He took it with a grin. "I'm Tyler," He said. "Tyler Jackson,"

"Pleased to meet you Annabeth. Where've you come from?" He inquired.

"I just moved from San Francisco," I answered.

He still hadn't let go of my hand. But I liked him holding it. And when the teacher finally entered the classroom and he let it fall, I was disappointed.

The teacher, Mrs Dodds droned on about some field trip we would be going on soon and gave us each a thick stack of papers which were the questions we would have to answer on the trip. Then she gave us the rest of the lesson to read through the booklet and look up anything we didn't understand.

"Are you excited for this trip?" I asked Tyler.

"Yeah I've been looking forward to it, apparently it's really good. My older brother did it last year. Well… he didn't actually do the work but the views were cool," Tyler shrugged.

"How old is your brother?"

"He's eighteen. I'm seventeen," Tyler said, flicking through the booklet.

"I'm turning seventeen in less than two weeks," I remarked, trying to keep the conversation going.

"I only turned seventeen last month," Tyler looked away from the booklet. "Have you made many friends yet?" He asked.

"A few girls in my dorm I think," I said, "And you I guess,"

That made him grin.

"Are you in the football team?" I opened the booklet to the same page as Tyler so that the Mrs Dodds might think we were discussing questions or something.

"Yeah, why?" Tyler asked.

"My friend's boyfriends are in it too. Frank, Luke and Justin,"

"Do you mean Jason?" Tyler chuckled.

"Uh yeah, probably," I laughed.

"They're good guys. Especially Frank. That guy was made to play," Tyler explained.

"That's good to know. They seem like cool girls," I said.

"Yeah they sometimes watch the practices. I like them more than the cheerleaders. They get so annoying," He groaned.

"I thought all guys were into the cheerleaders?" I feigned shock, "Has every high school movie ever lied to me?" Tyler laughed out loud which earned us a stern look from Mrs Dodds. I tried for an innocent smile. I didn't want to get on any teacher's bad sides.

"They're hot, don't get me wrong," He laughed, "It's just the constant 'BE AGGRESSIVE! B-E AGGRESSIVE!'" He put on a mocking high pitched girly voice. It was my turn to laugh now.

"So you do think they're hot, thank goodness," I pretended to wipe sweat off my forehead, "I was starting to think my whole life had been a lie,"

"Well they're not as hot as some other girls," Tyler smirked. "You, for one, are much hotter than the hottest cheerleader at this school, maybe at any school I've visited for a game,"

I knew I was blushing. I could feel my face getting hot. I don't fucking know how to accept compliments! I was struggling for what to respond to that with. Eventually I decided on the clichéd 'dumb blonde giggle'.

Pulled it off without a hitch. Tyler looked proud of his game. We talked through the booklet for the rest of the lesson with Tyler flirting occasionally. I gave my secret high five. It was my first day of classes and I'd already met a cute boy who seemed into me.

Maybe I'd enjoy it here.

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