A/N: I know. I am very bad. I started this FanFiction before I even finished my last one. I actually started this one on vacation (I'm TOO addicted. Lol.) and now the first chapter is done. Btw: the POV's might be a little weird on this one. Like, one chapter might be Percy and the next one might be Percy again. But, I'm not sure. Enjoy!! :D
Percy POV:
It started when she took a seat next to me during lab class at my school. We were doing a project that required partners, and nobody had chosen me yet. I was totally fine with that. But, she interrupted the moment.
"Hey!" she smiled at me as she took a seat on the stool next to me. "I'm Olivia."
"Hi?" I replied. I'd never seen this 'Olivia' girl around before. It was almost like she had appeared suddenly at school. Which topped my list of "Why This Freaky Girl Could Be a Monster."
"Do you wanna be my lab partner?" she asked. I looked around the room to find that most people already had a partner. The teacher would be coming around any minute to write down the pairs.
I looked back at Olivia. She had redish-brown hair that went down to her shoulders, and she had side bangs that covered most of her face. From what I could see, Olivia was wearing tight jeans (the really skinny kind) and a hot pink shirt. Nothing like my really (really) close friend Annabeth, who would rather be shot by an arrow than wear Olivia's outfit.
"Um . . . sure," I replied. She settled down on the stool and gave our names to the teacher. She unpacked a notebook (pink) from her backpack (also pink) and opened to a page filled with words. Because of my dyslexia, my head started to hurt, and the words floated around the paper.
"What's that?" I asked, pointing at the sheet.
Olivia looked at me sideways, but she had a huge smile on her face. "The assignment? From last night? We had to write an essay, remember?"
"Oh Gods," I muttered. Last night was . . . interesting. It all started when a monster had burst in while we were eating dinner. If there was an essay, I didn't do it.
"You didn't do it?" Olivia asked. I wanted to glare at her and tell her to stay out of my business, but that would of course I couldn't. I thought she was going to add some snarky comment but she didn't. "That happens too much to me too. Was last night busy?"
I nodded, surprised. She understood? That was a little surprising, but a little flattering at the same time. I looked up to see the teacher glancing at Olivia's work and smiling.
"Mr. Jackson? Your essay?"
I was about to make up some excuse or say that I just forgot it, but Olivia interrupted.
"Mrs. Walter? Percy didn't do the assignment because yesterday he missed class because he was at . . . ." She looked to me to continue.
"Yeah, yeah. Um . . Mrs. Walter, I was at the nurse yesterday. I had a bad cough," I coughed twice for emphasis. "The substitute didn't tell me the assignment because I wasn't there. So . . ."
The teacher gave us the you-better-not-be-lying-or-else look and then made a mark in her gradebook. She sniffed and said, "It is excused. But next time please check with a classmate." And she left.
I looked at Olivia who was smiling at me. "Thanks," I smiled back at her.
"Anytime," she grinned. Then she scooted her stool a little closer to mine. "So, Percy, um . . . I was wondering if you were free for the dance next week."
Instantly, I scooted away. So, this whole, I-saved-your-life thing was a set up? All she really wanted to do was ask me to the dance? Which I found super weird because I wasn't even planning to go to the dance in the first place.
Olivia was staring at me. I found her a little intimidating now, with her dark brown eyes boring into me.
"Um . . . I don't know. I kind of had plans already," I replied, turning red. Annabeth would be furious if I said anything else.
"Oh," Olivia looked disappointed. "That's okay. I'll get someone else to go with me."
I nodded awkwardly and class soon ended.
"Percy?" my mom called from inside. "Is that you? We're in the kitchen!"
"We?" I replied as I walked through the door. Annabeth was seated at the kitchen table. "Oh. Hey, Annabeth."
She smiled at me. "Hey."
My head started to feel a little fuzzy. She was dressed a little different than normal, which was fine by me. Her style outside of camp seemed more girly. But I didn't mind. She was suddenly finding colors that looked really good on her. Like today.
She was wearing jeans and a purple striped half-sleeve shirt. Her blonde hair was wet like she had just showered, and her grey eyes were sparkling.
"You're here early," I said, putting down my backpack and walking over to her. She got up and smiled. She seemed in a really happy mood. Maybe it was because we were going to the movies soon.
"Yeah. Break starts tomorrow so we got out early," Annabeth replied, and she hugged me. My heart jumped.
As we broke away, I saw my mom staring at us with her hand over her heart. She had a huge smile on her face. I turned red and motioned for her to stop. She laughed.
"So, what movie are you two planning to see? Did you buy tickets?" she asked.
Annabeth looked at me and I shrugged. "Up to you," I told her. She blushed slightly, but then recovered.
"Why don't we just decide when we're there? Then we can go whenever we want," she suggested.
"Good idea," I grabbed my jacket off the rack and headed to the door with Annabeth following me. "Bye, Mom."
"Bye! By the time you get back, Paul will be home, okay, Percy?"
I nodded and opened the door. I allowed Annabeth to step out first, and I shut the door behind me. We headed out onto the streets as evening fell across New York City. I revved up the engine of Paul's car, (he finally let me borrow his car after I got my permit) and we were on our way.
