Annabeth at Goode High

This is just a short one-shot fan fiction that I wrote shortly after joining the PJO fandom. I was 'inspired' after reading waaaaay too many 'Annabeth at Goode' stories that didn't go how I wanted them to. So I wrote my own. YES I KNOW, IT'S REALLY REALLY CLICHÉ BUT OH WELL. It may not be very good coz I wrote it ages ago but meh.

Annabeth's POV:

High school for all intents and purposes, was usually out to kill me. But this year was different. I was going to attend Goode - Percy's school. I was looking forward to it and I was keen to see the look on Percy's face when he saw me, he didn't know I had transferred.

I smiled as I got out of my car, the mere thought of Percy had me grinning. After everything we went through over the summer, the few days that we had been apart seemed like an eternity. I couldn't wait to see his gorgeous, tousled black hair or feel his strong, muscular arms around me. I felt kind of empty without him, not to mention slightly panicked at the possible prospect of loosing him.

As I walked up the steps of Goode High, I took in my surroundings. I got a few glances from people as I was new but it didn't prepare me for what happened when I walked through the double doors.

I pushed open the doors and walked into the corridor lined with lockers. The eyes of the entire student body turned on me. Conversations stopped abruptly and and heads pointed in my direction.

I began to panic internally. Had I done something wrong? Was there something bad about my outfit? I was wearing my grey top with the silvery outline of an owl on it, it clung to my body in all the right places, a small over-the-shoulder brown, leather bag and black converses. I had no make-up or jewellery on except the owl earrings Percy got for me on my birthday and of course, my camp necklace.

What the Hades was I doing? Annabeth Chase never freaks out. I lifted my head up an looked straight back at the people that were staring at me. Inoticed that the boys were mainly checking me out, the girls without too much make up eyed me with curiosity, and the girls who stood caked in make up and ridiculously revealing clothing looked at me in...envy?

Percy's POV:

How my locker was already strewn with rubbish, I don't know. My locker was open and I glared at it's contents. The open door of the locker thankfully blocked out most of the annoying people around me, including the double doors at the end of the corridor. Unfortunately, my friends next to me could see the shameful mess that my locker was.

"Dude, you've only been here like, 2 minutes, what the hell happened?" came the ever-supportive voice of Tom.

The inside of my locker had pictures from camp taped on it. Most of them were of me and Annabeth. One was after out first quest, we were twelve, had our arms around each other and grinning at the camera. Another was a group photo of Camp Half Blood. There was Grover, Travis, Connor, Katie, Malcom, Will, Thalia, Nico, Clarisse, Chris and practically all of Camp Half Blood to be honest. A few of the faces were painful to look at because they had died in the wars, Silena and Backendorf in particular. Both me and Annabeth still had matching grey streaks in our hair, so it must have been the summer after we saved Annabeth and Artemis. There was also one with some of our newer friends. Leo, Piper, Frank, Hazel, Jason and Reyna smiled at the Camera - Reyna rather coldly, but still smiling, so it counted. I sighed and wished once again, that I was with Annabeth. I always felt incomplete without her bouncy princess curls, intense grey eyes and constant teasing. But even more so after an even-more-life-threatening-than-usual summer, I felt like I needed her and that she was in danger.

A voice brought me back to reality.

"Hey Percy, did you hear, Laura's throwing a party this Saturday, the whole year's invited."

"Uh huh" I nodded absentmindedly, my mind still on Annabeth.

Laura was a girl in our gang who loved throwing parties. She was quite pretty with long, brown hair and deep brown eyes, but she had nothing on Annabeth. I frowned, everything that I thought of, I subconsciously linked back to Annabeth. I really needed to snap out of it, or I would be in a daze for the rest of the year.

I must have frowned more fiercely than I meant to because Zach raised an eyebrow and said

"You okay dude? Not like her parties or something?"

I smiled apologetically. "Sorry, just got lost in my thoughts."

"Didn't know you were capable of thinking, you doofus." put in Olivia, rolling her eyes. Gods, she reminded me so much of Annabeth it hurt.

"Percy?" came a timid voice behind me. "Are you free this Friday?"

I groaned inwardly but put a 'sorry' face on, "Sorry Hazel, I've got swimming training."

Her face fell. "Well maybe another time."

Hazel was seriously pretty with raven-black, straight, very long hair and crystal blue eyes. She wore minimum make up and decent clothing, but she didn't even start to compare with Annabeth. She walked away, disappointed, and I, once again, felt bad for turning her down.

Tom, Zach, Harry, Toby and Joel looked at me like I was crazy (again).

"Seriously dude, why do you keep turning down like, every single girl who asks?"

"I would have said yes, Hazel's like one of the few girls in the 'popular crowd' who isn't a complete bitch." remarked Harry.

"You could probably get any girl here, regardless of whether or not the they had a boyfriend. I bet you that if you went and asked them that they would ditch their boyfriends like that."

Toby snapped his fingers to add emphasis.

Lucia laughed. "You could probably even turn every straight boy gay as well, just with a bit of-"

I sighed, cutting her off. "I though we had cleared this up. I. Have. A. Girlfriend!"

Joel raised his eyebrows. "You know, I'm starting to think you're making her up. Your 'beautiful girlfriend' with blond, curly hair-"

"Stormy grey eyes-"

"Slim but tall and lean body-"

"Perfect face-"

"I mean you make her sound perfect-"

"Almost too perfect."

"She is!" I grinned. To be honest I still couldn't believe that she had said yes when I asked her out.

"But you make her sound like, I dunno, half-Goddess or something."

I badly disguised my snort of laughter as a cough. "Thanks for the vote of confidence guys."

"Dude," said Toby very seriously."Are you gay or bi or something? We would totally respect you if you...came out, you know?"

I stared at him disbelievingly. "What?"

"Okay sorry" he said hastily "But it is a possibility."

I was still staring at him in disbelief. "Look, I have photos!" gesturing to the ones taped inside my locker.

"They could have been photoshopped" pointed out Olivia.

I snorted for real now. "You think that I could be bothered to do that, much less have the skills to do so?"

"You could have paid her to stand in the photo with you." said Laura. Was it my imagination, or did she seem hopeful when she said that?

"I wouldn't have don that for a stupid photograph! You know me well enough to know that, don't you?" I said in exasperation.

"Well, you could have bribed her some other way." stated Tom.

"Or blackmailed!" helpfully added Lucia.

"I dont blackmail!" I exclaimed.

"Whatever, but here is no way that that girl is your girlfriend." declared Zach, studying the photos.

"I thought you just said that I could get any girl I wanted." I said, confused.

"Any girl you wanted here." corrected Harry. "But there is no chance you could have that girl."

"Phew, she's just too hot." said Zach, appreciatively looking at the photograph of me and Annabeth in the pool at Camp Half Blood. Lucia looked stonily at Harry, who was her boyfriend, as if daring him to look at the photo. Harry wisely avoided turning his gaze to my locker.

"Is she a model or something?"

"I bet dh's just off some website somewhere and they just photoshopped you into the picture."

I gave up.

I sighed and leant back against the locker, wishing Annabeth was with me. She'd lean her head on my chest and play with her camp necklace, like she always does when she's bored. She'd lace her other hand through mine and hum with her stunning eyes half closed.

Closing my eyes, I rested my head on the metal lockers and remembered the first time that we'd kissed. My body had felt like I was melting and I felt elated. A warmth started at the small of my back, and slowly spread, tingling through my body, like it had on that very day.

I opened my eyes due to the earth shattering silence that had suddenly fallen upon everyone in the corridor. I followed their gazes, all of which were trained on a lone figure who stood in front of the double doors.

She looked even more impressive than I remembered.

Annabeth Chase.

Jade's POV:

From my locker, I had an excellent view of him.

Percy Jackson.

Ultra fit hottie, popular, friendly, captain of the football team and captain of the swim team. I went to every swim meet Goode had, just to see his rock hard abs and toned body.

I smirked to see him once again turn down Hazel. He never accepted anyone's dates or offers but it was obviously because he didn't want to confess his love for me just yet. He also claimed to have a girlfriend in San Francisco, but even I knew that that was bullshit. No one had ever seen her and the way he described her, he just didn't make her seem real.

Why he didn't accept my offers, I don't know. I was very popular and very rich. Today in particular, I had tried to show some skin in my outfit, for his benefit, I knew he loved it. I had also tried massively with my make up to impress him.

Aw. He was teasing me by pretending to ignore me, I knew he couldn't keep his eyes of me for long.

I groaned in longing as he leaned back on his locker with his gorgeous green eyes closed dreamily. He wore a navy v-necked t-shirt, black jeans and grey converses. He seemed to have just lost an argument with his friends and was trying to think of a solution. His eyebrows scrunched up as if he was thinking really hard (cute!) and then a slow smile spread across his face. I knew he must be thinking about me and what he would do when-

A girl walking through the double doors.

I admit, I grew jealous looking at her. She was definitely new. I would have remembered seeing her if she'd been here before. She wasn't the type you could easily forget. Her golden hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail with a few curls framing her face. It was obvious that it was naturally curly and blonde, you can't get that effect from hair dye or curlers, trust me, I've tried. The same with her tan, she had such tan that could not have come from a tanning bed, it was completely natural. Her long legs stretched out of her denim shorts and her muscles rippled visibly at the simple act of walking. Her stomach was completely flat and I bet she had a six-pack. But she didn't come of masculine- the muscles only made her look sexy and powerful. And anyway, her boobs were way to big to even make her seem slightly boyish. The power was emphasised by her eyes. If her eyes had been blue, then she would have been the stereotypical dumb Californian girl, but they were definitely not blue. They were grey, a cool and calculating grey. I shuddered as I felt that nothing escaped those eyes.

She seemed very surprised by all the attention that she was getting, if not a bit embarrassed. The whole corridor was silent and staring at her, taking in her presence. With every eye trained on her (I would have loved the attention!), she raised her head and swept her eyes round the hall. Whenever she made eye-contact with someone, I experienced it first hand, they grew uncomfortable under her gaze. Like she was a being of immense power and beauty so we shouldn't dare look at her. I noticed that she had this sort of aura around her, not physically, but she just oozed confidence and importance. I realised Percy Jackson had the same sort of effect about him too.

Her gaze lingered on Percy (no doubt checking him out). But instead of winking or flirting with him, she just raised an eyebrow expectantly, as if she already knew him.

I glanced at Percy and was surprised by what I saw. Instead of rolling his eyes and turning his back on her, like he normally does when around a hot girl (*cough*me*cough*), he was gaping at her in utter shock. His friends were something inside his locker and then back at her.

She smirked suddenly, winked at Percy (aha there was the flirting), and walked down the corridor, not giving anyone else a second glance, even Percy. The crowds of people parted like the Red Sea.

Percy seemed confused for a moment, muttered something to his friends and sped after her.

As soon as they were out of sight, the silence broke and hushed whispers flew round the hall.

Someone yelled "WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?"

Annabeth's POV:

I grinned. I had been round Goode with Percy and his stepfather, Mr Blofis, in the holidays enough so that I knew my way around. Dipping my fingers in my shoulder bag, I slipped my Yankee's hat onto my head, and ducked, invisible, down an empty hallway.

I loved seeing the shock fly through Percy's face as he saw me, in the brief moment we made eye contact, I couldn't help but smirk at his confusion.

I turned my back to an empty hallway, and turned on my phone. It had been specially made by Leo so that it was completely monster-undetectable.

I had two reasons for using my Yankee's cap, one- I wanted to get away from the prying eyes of the nosy mortals that attended this school, and two- I wanted Percy to be confused. Laughing at the text I received from a highly bewildered Percy, I opened the locker next to me, the one Mr Robertson (the Headmaster) had assigned me.

No I did not yelp like a puppy when a pair of strong arms wrapped around my (invisible) waist.

I couldn't help but smile as Percy murmured in my ear.

"You know, you're not very good at being invisible. Lockers don't usually open themselves and disembodied voices in the air don't usually laugh things."

It was good to finally be back with Percy.

If not somewhat sarcastic.

So yeah, that was my rather cliché attempt from ageees ago to write a high school story. I might continue it if you want me to, you'll get to see them go to that party at Laura's house. Or I might write a completely new High school story. But I'll set it in England (because I live in England and I know how English stories work) and you guys can *ahem* for the first time in forever see a Percy Jackson high school story set in England!

But only if you want me to.

Aaand, please review it, so that my 13 year old self can be proud of them-self.