My gosh! Okay! I know, I know! I have a lot of stories already. But to my defence, I completed Beneath the Shadows of the Water for this! OMG this idea is so cuutteee!

I have a working title. Right in the review section about what my title should be. Thanks! I'm so excited for this!

-GoddessOfArchitecture

Annabeth's POV (fourteen)

I woke up by the sound of my alarm clock, and I rubbed my scalp with the palm of my hands. The alarm clock was still buzzing noisily. I let out a groan of irritation as I slammed it hard with my fist. This was it. My first day of school. The thought made me rub the sleep out of my another loose groan, I rolled my feet into the slipper that was perfectly placed next to my single bed.

You see, my father had gotten a job here in Manhattan, and he couldn't refuse to let the chance slip off his hands. So he took it. As a history professor. And now I have to be dragged along with him. I mean, come on! We had a simple house near our local beach, I have two besties named Katie Gardener and Juniper Burries. My life was simple, not some type of cliché high school drama movie.

But whatever, I need to focus on what I'm doing, otherwise I'll be late for my first day of school in Goode. That's what I decided to do.

I bulled my way out of the door and sprinted downstairs to where my father was, flipping pancakes and whistling happily.

"Morning, dad," I greet as I hop onto one of the bar stools.

"Morning, my Little Annie," he replies with a smile, causing a dimple to pop up on his right cheek.

"Dad you know that I absolutely hate-"

"Hush, Annabeth. I was just mucking around. Give your old man some space."

I roll my eyes and snort a little. I leaned forward, trying to take in the smell of blueberry pancakes.

"Hurry dad!" I urge. "I'm going to be late for school! You'll create a bad image for me..."

Mocking me, he goes moves slowly. He then becomes fast again and gives a light chuckle.

"Okay," he says, "I don't want an embarrassed, angry fourteen year old girl coming into this house." He puts up his hands in surrender.

"Just hurry. I'm serious."

He slides the two fresh pancakes from the pan onto my plate. I take big sniff before I started eating it all. I savoured all that the goodness had in it. I let out a 'mmmm' of satisfaction.

"I see that you like it." My father sits onto the stool beside me.

"Yup!"

"No time for savouring, Anna. You've got to get going, and I also have to teach a bunch of new people from Asia some things."

I gobbled up all the rest of my pancakes and hurried towards the shower. I stripped off each layer of clothing and twisted the tap so it would go onto 'hot.' The water warm water pounded onto my body, making my muscles relax and think while I was applying all my body wash soaps.

What to think about first. Ah! Number one: How are you going to make friends when you're a complete newbie? Well, I'll just hope someone would just invite me to their table and consider me as their friend. But I rarely get friends. And starting over makes it a lot worse.

Number two: Don't fall in love, or even have a crush. But only a small one. I frown at the random thought brushing through my brain. This is something I have to keep aware of. I could not be distracted by a six packed boy with beautiful eyes and plays sports. No. I'm going to fully on focus on my studies and just go with the flow. Maybe when I go tocollege maybe I could get one.

Number three: blank blank blank.

There was nothing to think about anyways. I was already finished with my shower and it was time to get dressed, brush my hair, get my- already packed- lunch and get into my dad's car. I rub the towel against my skin so it'd dry, but let my hair stay out so that it could dry. Hopefully our very sunny home could evaporate it fast.

I enter my room, open the closet and pick out a simple yellow, baggy shirt with words that say 'I am not a nerd. I'm just smarter than all of you.' I choose navy blue jeans, which contrasts with the yellow. I didn't care if the jeans were tight- I was running out of time.

I rush down the stairs once again, and meeting up with my father tying his tie up to his collar. He was fiddling with it, as if he were nervous. I took that he is nervous and helped tie his tie properly. He gives a loving smile and kissed my cheek.

"You're just like your mother. Except kinder," he says. I let out a loud laugh, throwing my head back like usual.

"Come one, dad. I wanna go!" I grabbed my backpack from the extra stool and along it over my shoulder. I start pushing my father towards the door towards the garage, where our beige Toyota Carolla awaited. He fumbled through his pockets, trying to find the keys to unlock the car. He finally picks it out and presses the unlock button. The car gave a little beep, and I opened the car door. I moved around until I was comfortable with the seating.

"We are ready for lift off!" Fredrick exclaims as put the car on reverse. He clicks on a button which opens the garage door, and we are finally out onto the driveway.

Here, I catch a glimpse of our front garden. It was very beautiful, with unique different flowers blooming in the spring air. The butterflies and birds weave through the air, creating wonderful, vibrant colours. Our lawn was slightly higher than regular cut, but it gave the wild nature type of look. Our mailbox simply destroyed it all, though. It was shiny, birch wood. But despite the fact it compliments the garden with the wood, it still gives the idea that it was man made, extinguishing the 'wild' nature look.

The car was put back to drive and we were on the road. We drove pass our neighbouring houses, which stood tall and looked as if it wanted attention. There weren't much houses around us because this is a newly found suburb, not too close to main city.

Several minutes later, we were on the highway and was heading towards the city. Not into the city, but just the direction of it. I recall that Goode High School was near the city, anyways.

Bored, I slump my head against the window pane and look up at the modern architecture. I don't exactly love modern architecture because I have this obsession for Ancient Greek temples. I just love the marble and those very detailed decorations embedded into the pillars and walls. That is all I have to say about it.

Another few minutes and we finally caught sight of Goode High School, which is a new brick building that stands two stories high, but long in width. The front of the place looked welcoming, with a few steps leading towards the main entrance to the school. Next to the stairs is a small double door with the words on top of the doors 'Office.'

Dad parks the car, and we hop out of the car so we could sign in my name for being the new student. He reached out to grab my hand, but I pull away, not wanting to embarrass myself in front of about two hundred students.

"Dad!" I hiss. "I thought you said that you wouldn't embarrass me!"

He looks at me sadly. "Sorry, Anna."

I purse my lips and urge for us to continue on.

As we were walking, I heard a few whistles coming all around me. Were the whistles for me? or was it just a slutty girl blocking the sight of me? Whatever.

We enter the office. Dad dings the bell until the lady at the front comes.

"What could I do for you?" She asks, raising her eyebrows.

"Errr, excuse us Miss-" Dad looks to see her name tag equipped onto her blazer. "-I mean Susan. My daughter is new here, and we'd like to get her schedule. Could you please print it out for her?"

"Okay. Sure. Be right back in a sec."

In what seemed like a whole entire hour, Susan came back with pale yellow paper in her hands and handed them to me.

"There's your schedule, sweetheart. Have a lovely day." She said that as if she never wanted to see me again.

I turn to my dad, who smiled and embraced his arms around my shoulders. I let him bring me in, but I do not hug him back because my papers where going to get crumpled if I did so. I lay my head into his chest. For ten seconds we just stand there without saying anything to each other. We finally broke apart and he kissed my cheek.

"Have a Goode day, Anna. Get it? I have to get going now. I love you." He turns his back around and leaves the office. I see him walking down the pathway towards our Carolla car. He hops in, starts the engine, and speeds along down the road. I keep staring until our car had disappeared fully put of my sight.

"Do you need any help?" A male's voice asked from behind me. Startled, I stumble back. I got to see what he looked like.

He looked around his late twenties or his early thirties. He had brunette hair and loving, chocolate brown eyes. His smile lit up the place while he held up a mug that said 'Best husband ever.' He was about five inches taller than I.

"Uh, yes please. I really don't know where the classes are, sooo..." I dragged the end bit.

He smiles and pats my back. "Don't worry. I'll send in someone for you. Double don't worry because it's not a boy. Or if that was what you were hoping for." He gives me a quick wink.

My face felt hot from the embarrassment. "No. I don't intend for a boy to help me. I'd very much want a girl who'd be my guide and my friend."

He flashes his pearly white. "No problemo! I'll get right to it."

I give a sigh of relief and sit down onto the provided chairs in the office. I leaned back and think for a moment, like what I did in the shower this morning.

Do you really think you could make it through this school year, Annabeth? The negative side of my brain hisses at me. Oh shut up. If you start yelling at her now, then you'll make her fail already! The positive side intervenes. Shut up already guys! I yell in my mind, though they weren't real. And poof, they were gone from my mind.

The man came back with a girl who looked equal to a pixie. "Well, Thals! This is her!"

'Thals' wrinkles her nose as if I were disgusting. "Okay, Paul."

"Don't call me that," Paul says. "What has Percy done to you?" He does a little face palm.

She chuckles and turns to me. "Welcome to Goode High."

That's the first chapter! You expected Paul to be Percy?! HAHAHAHAHHAHAA. Hell no. I'm trying to make it less cheesy than the ones I've already seen. I hope you've enjoyed. If you want to read more, Follow! If you liked it, Fave! If you want to give me a comment, Review!

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stay happy- GOA