AN: Hi guys this is my second story here. My first one is on my profile so go ahead and check that out. I Hope you like both of my stories.

Annabeth POV:

My name is Annabeth. I moved back to Manhattan from California. I am actually quite happy about it. My best friend is here, but I don't know if he will remember me after the accident.

Goode High. I read the name of my high school in my head. I open the doors and walk to the front office.

"Hi! Are you Annabeth Chase?" says the woman cheerfully.

I nod.

"Here are your schedule, locker number, locker combination, agenda, and a map of the school" she said.

I nod again. I mouth a thank you. That's another thing you should know about me. I can't talk. I used to be able to. But after the accident there is a very little chance that I would be able to talk again.

I look at my locker number. 259B. apparently, the locker number is for sophomore students, and since there are so many students, they had to add letters to each locker.

256B, 257B, 258B, Aha! 259B. I took out my supplies from my backpack and put them in my locker. I looked at my schedule.

English with

Science with

AP Math with

PE with Coach Hedge

Lunch

Greek with

Free Period

History with

Home Ed(FACS) with

Architecture/ Art with

Resource with Ms. Sinkcovic

I heard the voices of the students become louder. I listen to their conversations.

"OMG it is them! Do I look okay?" a few girls exclaim.

I quickly get my things out and turn around.

"Ahhhhhh we love you Halfbloods!" a few girls scream.

I look around and see a few guys looking in their mirrors to see how they look.

"Hey Rachel!" some boys say.

I turn back around and walk to my first block.

I walk in the door and the teacher looks at me. It looks like I am the first one here.

"Um hello, uh class doesn't start for another hour" he said. (AN: people come early on the first day of school to fix up their lockers and stuff)

I nod.

I stand there waiting for instructions.

"Aren't you going to go outside and watch the Halfbloods?" he asks.

I shake my head.

"Well you can help me organize these papers if you want" he said while splitting a stack of papers in half.

I accept it and sit down on the floor and organize each paper into piles.

10 minutes later.

"Well we seem to be done!" he said.

"I'm Paul Blofis, and you are?" he said while shaking my hand.

I take out a piece of paper and a pencil.

I wrote down I am Annabeth Chase.

"Oh so you are the girl who can't talk." He said.

I nod.

"Well um I have the class work. You can have a head start on it" he said giving me a look of pity.

I take the papers and take a seat at the back near the window.

There were 2 quizzes, and 3 worksheets.

The first quiz was so that the teacher can get to know you, and the other test was a pretest. Then the worksheets was based on chapter 1 in the textbook.

I did the quizzes first. It was actually really simple, which is surprising since I also have dyslexia and ADHD.

Then I read chapter 1 and finished the work sheets.

I walked up to . He looks up at me.

"Do you have question on the quizzes or on the worksheets?" he asked.

I shook my head and passed him the papers.

"You are all done?!" he said with surprise.

I nod my head again.

"Alright, well you can work on the homework; we still have 30 minutes left" he said while handing me 2 packets."

I go back to my seat.

The first one was questions like the worksheets while the other one was to write a biography about yourself in a story form.

I looked at it wide eyed. How can I write a biography about myself! I can't tell him anything! Not about the accident or about my ste-

"Annabeth, the biography is due next week so don't worry about turning it in tomorrow. And you got a 100% on the quizzes and worksheets" he said.

I nod. Sometimes it gets annoying that I can't talk. If I get the chance to talk I am going to talk so much, you will tell me to shut up.

I finish the first packet, and that is when students start coming in.

A girl with red hair and green eyes takes a seat next to me. She talks to her friends beside her. There is a boy with black messy hair and green eyes. I look closer at his eyes and realize they are actually sea green! Could it be him? I am about to tap the girl beside when I hear the bell ring.

"Okay class settle down now. My name is , not Blowfish, blofis" he says.

The class laughs.

I wish I could laugh.

"I am going to do roll call, so just say here or raise your hand when your last name is called"

He keeps going down the list, but never says my name.

"Alright, if I didn't say your name, then that means I already know you are here" he said.

"Now after I pass out these quizzes, you are going talk to the person next to you" he said while he passes the quizzes I already did.

The red haired girl turned to me.

"Hi! My name is Rachel Elizabeth Dare. What is your name?" she asked me.

I took out my notebook, and handed it to her.

"Annabeth Chase" she muttered.

"So. Why are you not talking?" she asked.

Oh no! What am I going to tell her?

I took the notebook and wrote down: I lost my voice while screaming at my brothers over the weekend.

"Ahh I gotcha, I once did that with my little cousins." She said.

"Alrighty class, turn over your quizzes and start, you have twenty minutes" said.

I turned at reread the biography prompt.

Write about yourself with a little twist in the story. Okay so I can just make something up.

BRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING

"Alright class the worksheets and the packets are homework. The biography is due next week" said.

I walk down to my locker and quickly get out my science things and head to class.

AN: its done! Yaaaaaaaaaay. So post your comments down below, follow, favorite. It means the world to me if you message me so also PM me. Thanks guys I love you! 3