So this is a new story I want to write. I know the Percabeth in high school is a huge cliche, but I'd like to try it. I'll try to make the characters as un-OOC as possible and I'll do my best to get the events in the correct order, but if I mess up, I'm sorry in advance...Well, here we go!

Percy's POV

I walked into Half-Blood High-weird name-my new school, all the students buzzing about. It was kind of weird that, despite it being a private school, there were no uniforms. On the website, it was apparently because they wanted "to let all children feel comfortable." I saw this curly-haired, Latino-looking kid walk up to me. He scanned me and grinned. "New kid?"

I smiled. "That obvious?"

"I know everyone here. Plus: new-ish backpack, no one walking with you, lost expression and most of the girls looking at you like you're a piece of sizzling bacon? I'd say that's fairly apparent." Hm. I liked this kid. But I didn't notice the girls staring. I looked around and, indeed, they were watching. One girl gave me a flirty wave. I turned back to the boy.

"Well, then, you saved me the embarrassment of asking a stranger where the main office is." He grinned again.

"Name's Leo Valdez-also called 'Bad Boy Supreme' or 'Sexy Valdez' or even 'Hot Stuff'-mainly by the ladies."

A Cherokee-looking girl with uneven-cut brown hair, deep tanned skin and blue eyes came up to us. "You wish, Leo." Then she looked at me. "Hey! New kid?"

It was really that obvious? "Yup," Leo answered for me. "And this lovely lady is Piper McL-"

"I'm a junior. You?" she cut him off for some reason.

"Me too. I'm Percy. Percy Jackson."

"Where'd you move from?"

"Um, I was born in Brooklyn, but I just moved here to NYC."

"Let me guess-scholarship kid?" Leo asked.

"Leo! It's rude to assume things!" Piper chided him. He was right, though. My mom would never have been able to afford the school, but I got a full ride scholarship because of my swimming.

"No, that's fine. Yeah, I'm a 'scholarship kid.'" Piper turned back to me, looking at me with her green eyes. Wait, green? I thought they were blue! I watched as they slowly changed color-you couldn't tell unless you looked extremely closely.

She and Leo must've noticed where I was looking because Leo laughed and said, "Don't even try, man. Piper herself doesn't know what color her eyes are. They're like ka-lei-do-scopes," he said it as if he'd been practicing the word. "Did I say it right, Pipes?"

"I'm very proud of you, Leo," she rolled her eyes. More students began to leave the locker area and go to the classrooms.

"Oh, um, I think I'm getting late-I need to go see Mr. Brunner. Where's his office?"

"In the main office," Leo answered. Piper smacked the back of his head.

"Doofus. Chiron's office is in the main office which," she looked pointedly at Leo, "is just around that corner." She pointed.

"'Kay. Thanks!"

"You can sit with us at lunch, Percy! We'll find you!" Piper called as I walked away, her eyes now hazel.

...

I entered Mr. Brunner's room after 2 knocks. My eyes first landed on a tan girl with blonde hair curled like a princess's and blue eyes. She glared at me as soon as I came in. Sheesh. Then I saw Mr. Brunner, a middle-aged man in a wheelchair. He smiled warmly at me. "Ah, Percy Jackson. We've been waiting."

My cheeks turned red. "Sorry. I was, uh, talking to some friends in the hall. They directed me here."

"Hm. Well, classes are almost starting, so, Annabeth here can start showing you around right away," he gestured to the blonde girl. I noticed now that her eyes were actually grey, looking like the clouds before a storm.

"Ooh..kay." She got up with a sigh.

Mr. Brunner gave me my weekly schedule. "Let's go," Annabeth said, walking out the door. Wow. What's got her so worked up? Well, I did waste 15 minutes of her morning, but-other than that?!

"So..." I awkwardly started, trying to make small talk. "Annabeth, huh?"

She rolled her eyes. "Either you're deaf, stupid or trying to chit chat. If Chiron said my name's Annabeth, what else would it be?"

I blushed. "I'm both of the latter." At least she laughed. "My name's Percy."

"I know."

"I moved here from Brooklyn."

"I know."

"Um. I'm here on scholarship?"

"I know."

"Wow. Stalker much?"

She rolled her eyes again. "Chiron told me about you before asking me to show you around." She grabbed my schedule and went over it.

"Oh. So what else do you know about me?"

"Other than all that? You're here on scholarship due to your supposedly remarkable swimming skills, your real name's Perseus, your mom's name is Sally and you are 16 years old."

"Well, then. The 'telling you about me' part of the small talk is covered then. So let's move on to you. Your name is Annabeth..."

"Chase. Annabeth Chase."

"And? It's only fair that you tell me about yourself."

"Fine. If you must know, I'm here on scholarship, too-for my academics and architecture. I moved here from California when I was seven-the tan stayed-and I am also 16."

"So you're a junior, too?"

She gave me a look. "No, I'm in 7th grade."

I glared at her. "Well, if you ask stupid questions, you're going to get stupid answers," she smirked. "Anyway, you were given almost the same schedule as I have, so I can help you around. Some of the electives, though, are different. Did you join any clubs?"

"Oh, yes, certainly. In the 20 minutes that I've been in this school, I was able to join swimming, art and drama!" I said, sarcasm dripping from my voice.

She glared at me. "I'm sorry, Ms. Chase, but someone told me, 'If you ask stupid questions, you're going to get stupid answers.'"

"I thought maybe you would've joined online. But whatever. This is your locker." She abruptly stopped. "Mine's right next to yours. You put your books and binders in it."

"I know what a locker is."

"Really? I wasn't quite sure." I glared at her. This girl was getting on my nerves.

"Your first class is English. But I'll show you around the school first. All the classrooms have got numbers, and they're arranged in numerical order, more or less-that's numbers, just so you know-" I glared again "-so I'll take you to the gym and all." I followed her to the gym, library, horse riding stalls and all the other rooms, but what really caught my attention was the swimming pool. It was huge-perfect for races and such.

"This is the swimming pool-room 205. When you go to change, make sure you use the boy's changing room. No one's in here, since the janitors are cleaning it up. It's really slippery." She walked on, talking and walking quickly. "Sometimes we use this for gym, but it's mainly for..." she trailed off. I followed her eyes and saw her looking at a boy through the window-I think he's a senior, maybe older. She was still walking, though slower, and she didn't see the puddle of water.

She gasped as she slipped, and she would've fallen had it not been for me. I caught her around the waist. She looked at me, her chest rising and falling rapidly due to her near-death experience. Okay, so maybe it wasn't near-death exactly, but still. I pulled her up and smirked. "Anyone tell you no running beside the pool, Ms. Chase?" She looked down and mumbled something.

"What was that?"

"I said thanks. Now don't make me say it again or you'll regret it." She looked up and blushed. That's when I noticed the proximity and my arm still on her waist. She didn't ask me to remove it, but I did, scared that she was going to judo-flip me if I didn't. "Seaweed Brain," she muttered.

"What?"

"You're such a Seaweed Brain," she smirked. Oh...I get it. Very funny, Chase.

"Oh yeah? Well...you're such a Wise Girl!" She snickered.

"Is that supposed to be offensive?" Yeah, not my best efforts. But I was sticking to it.

"Well, then, would you prefer Wise As-"

"Wise Girl's fine," she said quickly. "All right, the tour's over. Let's head over to History."

"But I thought we had English first."

"Me showing you around took up a period, Seaweed Brain. It's History now." So we went to room 308, a blush on my cheeks.

...

I was on the beach with my mom. It was a sunset, the end of another beautiful day at Montauk. She smiled at me, her chocolate eyes crinkling at the edges. Then she poked me. What? She poked me again. "Percy!" she hissed.

Why would she hiss at me? "Percy!" she said again, more adamantly. Then she stomped on my foot.

"OW! Why'd you do that M-Annabeth?"

Annabeth looked at me exasperatedly. "History's over! Let's go to Science!" Oh. It was a dream.

After a moment of silence, Annabeth said, "You drool when you sleep." My hand went to the corner of my mouth, and, sure enough, there was a dry trail of drool.

"No I don't!" I lied.

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever." Science was a bit more interesting than History-mainly because we were on Oceanography. Well, at least I didn't dro-I mean, sleep.

"Do you want to sit with my friends and I during lunch?" she asked, her face impassive.

"Oh, um, I met these two people in the hallway this morning, and I kinda told them I'd sit next to them," I said, "Sorry."

"That's fine. Follow me to get your food and then you're free. Well, for lunch period, anyway."

The lunch at HBH was awesome. I got cheese pizza, nachos, a small cup of peaches ('cause Annabeth insisted) and a dessert of key lime pie. Would you expect any less at a private school? "Okay. So, I can help you find your friends. What are their names?" Annabeth asked.

"Leo Valdez and Piper...something. I don't know her last name."

Her eyes widened. "No way! I guess you're stuck with me for lunch, too."

"Huh? I thought your name was Annabeth...and Piper has brown hair..."

She looked up as though praying to God with an exasperated look on her face. "You idiot! Those are my friends!"

"Oh..." I turned red and followed her to the table.

"YO Annie! New kid!" Leo greeted us.

"Don't call me that. Hey guys! Turns out you and Piper are the reason Percy here wasted 15 minutes of my life this morning," Annabeth said to Piper and Leo, grinning.

"Ooh, sorry Percy. I forgot that Annabeth was showing you around. I apologize for making you face her wrath," Piper winked with amber eyes. "Hey!" she exclaimed when Annabeth threw a french fry at her.

"Okay, so you know Leo and Piper, so let me introduce you to the others. This is Grover," she pointed to a curly-haired boy with a goatee wearing a Rasta cap who waved, "Juniper, his girlfriend," a pretty girl with a flower in her light brown hair smiled at me-a friendly smile, that is, "Silena," a brown-haired girl with blue eyes looked excitedly between me and Annabeth for some reason, "and Beckendorf, her boyfriend," a large, scary looking African American guy smiled, "Guys, this is Percy Jackson from Brooklyn."

"So, Percy, do you have a girlfriend?" Silena asked with a sly look.

I blushed. "N-no."

"A crush?"

"Not really."

"Perfect," she giggled and looked at Beckendorf. What? I looked over at Annabeth and saw that she was blushing, too.

"What was that all about?"

"N-nothing." In the 3 and a half hours that I've known Annabeth, she never stutters. Hm.

Lunch was fun. Annabeth's friends were really friendly. Then it was time for-ugh-Math. All the numbers got mixed up. What's worse was I had Algebra 2, so it was numbers and letters. I swear, whoever made up Algebra really hated dyslexic kids.

"How'd you get such nice friends, Annie? They must've run away from you when you met them."

She glared at me. "Do not call me that. I can be nice, you know. When I want to be. I'll drop you off at Algebra 2 and pick you up after class."

"Wait, drop me off?"

"Yeah. I'm going to Calculus."

"SERIOUSLY? That's, like, college math, right?"

She rolled her eyes. "It's not that hard, you know."

"Well, not for those of us who can read," I muttered.

"What?"

"I have tons of trouble with math and language arts since I'm, er, dyslexic."

"Wow."

"What?"

"Um, not many people know this since I'm in AP classes, but I'm dyslexic, too. I just found a way to work with it. I can...um...help you if you'd like?" she looked uncertain.

"Uh, sure..." It was kind of awkward for a minute or two before we stopped in front of my class.

"Algebra, room 505. Pick you up later," she said.

"It's a date," I teased. Now I have a bruise on my arm.

"JEEZ!" I exclaimed, rubbing my arm where she punched me.

She smirked. "See you!" Annabeth went down the hall.

...

Algebra 2 was torture. Even though I was the new kid, Mrs. Dodds, the teacher, picked on me relentlessly. Thank the gods it was only a 45 minute class. As I was walking towards the door to meet Annabeth, a pretty girl with big blue eyes and platinum hair caught up to me.

"Hey. It's Percy, right?" she looked at me weirdly.

"Uh, yeah. And...you are?"

She looked disappointed but covered it up with a flirty smile. "Becca! Actually, Rebecca, but everyone calls me Becca. So you're new, huh?"

I resisted the urge to say, "No, I've been here my whole life. That's why I was introduced as the new kid." Annabeth-as much as I hate to admit it-was rubbing off on me. "Yeah."

"Have you got a girlfriend?" What is it with people asking me that today?

"Uh, no." I saw Annabeth coming toward me.

"Well," she said, moving closer so that her, er, lady part touched my arm where Annabeth punched me, "I'm free this afternoon. Or whenever you want to...hang out." Okay, this was getting weird.

But before I could move away, Annabeth grabbed my other arm and said, "Sorry, Becca, but he's busy this afternoon."

"Well, well, Annabel," she giggled, obviously pleased with her rhyming. "How are you so sure?"

"I'm coming over." That got her attention. I swear I could hear her snarl as she stormed away. What was that all about? She's coming over?

"Thanks," I said to Annabeth.

"Whatever. Stay away from her; trust me, she'll drop you like a hot potato once she gets what she wants."

"Hm...someone jealous?" I said, earning me a glare and another bruise.

"You wish. Anyway, on to music class, new kid."

So that was a pretty long first chapter. I'm really excited about this story! The next chapter is probably going to be in Annabeth's and Percy's POV. It'll probs be up maybe Monday? Er, 48 hours later. So since I have to start school again soon, I'll probably update once a week. SO tell me if you liked this chapter or not, please criticize constructively ;), advice on future chapters is much appreciated, and don't worry-there will be drama soon. Thanks for reading!

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