AN: been waiting to do a chapter story for a while and finally found an inspiration. Thank you to my AMAZING beta reader gymnast for helping edit my jumbled mess of a chapter.
Disclaimer: I am not Rick Riordan therefore I do not own Percy Jackson or any Characters you recognize.
When you are bored, all the minutes bleed together. Then they slowly become hours, then days, until time itself has disappeared into a haze. At least that's what I think, and trust me, I live a life of boredom. My parents told me that moving would be fun and exciting and exhilarating ,but no. After the thrill of new place yay! had gone away, life was simply dull. I had no new sights to see (this town had absolutely no historical value). I had no friends here, and without school it was impossible to meet people. But sometimes, if your lucky you can meet people in small towns. I guess that summer I was pretty lucky.
That day in June started normally enough after my daily routine of getting dressed, making the bed, and eating. I took a book and went outside to read in the lawn chair that had been placed in the middle of my family's desolate yard. Soon enough, I was absorbed in my novel, so lost in its words that I didn't notice the boy until he taped on my shoulder.
"Hello," he said in a cheery voice. The boy was slightly taller than me with black hair and startling green eyes that shown in the blazing sun.
"I'm Percy," he continued, ignoring the fact I had neglected to answer him.
"Oh, sorry," I quickly replied. "I'm Annabeth. nice to meet you." I held out my hand and we shook. It was nothing special, we weren't best friends, it wasn't love at first sight. It was a simple handshake.
As Percy jump back over the fence he called. "See you tomorrow, Annabeth," like we were best buds, And without waiting for my reply, walked into his house and shut his blue screen door.