Mason's POV
Hi! I'm Mason, Mason Andrews. Not MUHZAND not ANdReWYIES, although my name is quite simple, so there isn't really a good reason as to why you'd mess it up so badly.
I go to April Academy, a high school for kids that have had problems in their past, whether it be losing a family member close to you, or developing a learning disablity. The school was rather large, and I had made plenty of friends in my three years of being there.
I also fell in love with this girl, her name is Annabeth Chase. She is the most beautiful person I've ever met, with honey blonde hair, a Californian tan, and the most calculating grey eyes I've ever met. Did I mention we are best friends?
She will be mine.
The only problem: I haven't had the courage to ask her out yet, but I will soon. And by soon, I mean today.
And by today, I mean approximently in 13 minutes, afterschool. She'll be waiting outside the main office, standing there with all her beauty, and I'll swoop in, and ask her to come to the Fall Formal with me. She'll say yes, we'll go to the dance next week, then I'll take her out on other dates, she'll fall in love with me, I'll ask her to be my girlfriend, she smile and and nod her head. We'll go to school, holding hands, looking into each others eyes lovingly, and then after college, I'll ask her to marry me. We'll have-
"Mason, can you translate the words?" Mrs. Griffin asked, pointing her stick towards the a bunch of old Greek letters on the board. Our school had decided to test out a new program, called Ancient Greek. We'd learn all the myths, read all the books, and even learn some of the language.
"Um..." I responded intelligently, staring at the board. All I could make out is the letter 'enjoy." When I took too long, Mrs. Griffin muttered something.
"It means 'enjoy your weekend!" She said, looking towards me. "Class ends in literally 30 seconds, so pack your things, you may leave when the bell rings."
The class began to put their books into their bags, stuffing them in between homework assignments and party invitations.
RINGINIGNGINGIN
The bell rang loudly, and all the students rushed out the classroom. I raced down the crowded halls, looking for my best friend.
I ran out the doors of the main office, spotting the familiar blond hair of Annabeth Chase. I took a breath, smoothed my clothes and brown hair, and confidently walked over to her.
"Hey Annabeth!" I greeted. My heart pounded in my chest, I was almost sure she could hear it.
Annabeth took her eyes off the parking lot reluctantly, and faced Mason, with her eyes flickering back to the road every now and then. "Hi Mason." She mumbled, completely distracted.
A large van with Delphi Strawberry Fields written bold letters on the side. Why are they here? Are school doesn't use real food.
I ignored it, and returned my attention to Annabeth. "So-"
Annabeth had turned away from me, and her face lit up when she spotted the van. When it parked, I expected a few old men to come out in white jumpsuits carrying strawberries, but instead teenagers around my age jump out.
The first boy to come out had extremely blonde hair and electric blue eyes. He had a barely visible scar on his lip, and literally everything about him screamed power. On his arm, a tattoo reading SPQR and an eagle beneath it. There was twelve or so bar lines. What weird tattoo.
The second kid to come out was a girl, with spiky hair and a silver crown on her head. Her eyes matched the first boys, and she walked with grace and elegance.
The next person to walk out was also female. She looked native american, and was quite pretty. Not as pretty as Annabeth though, I noted. Her eyes where like a kalediscpe, never settling on one color, constantly flicking back and forth through different shades of blue and brown. Her choppy brown hair had braids on the sides, and the rest of it flowed freely.
The boy that followed her was pretty pale and scary. He had dark hair and even darker eyes, and everything screamed death about him. He was younger than the rest of the group, and a skull ring was on his hand.
What a weird group of people. I wouldn't ever want to be friends with them.
The last person to get out came out from the drivers side. He was tall, and had tan skin. His eyes where like the ocean, swirling with blues and greens. He was actually really handsome, and looked like a trouble maker. Not someone Annabeth would go near. He wore a orange t-shirt with strange designs. It was the same shirt most of the other kids had, except for the blonde boy, he had a purple one on.
The sea-green eyed boy looked around for someone, before settling on the space near me. I shook it off, thinking he was looking at Annabeth, but what did a ruffian like him want with someone so out of his league?
"Annabeth!" He shouted, racing towards her.
I was about to block him off from my future girlfriend, when she smiled and ran towards them. "Hey!" She shouted, smiling and hugging each and everyone of the teenagers.
Annabeth jumped into the van, and left me in the dust.
Dang it. My plan will have to be moved to Monday.
