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Well, I don't own PJO.


The first thing Annabeth Chase noticed as she walked up the Grand Entrance of Merriweather Academy was infested with...boys.

This new Charlesfield-and-Merriweather-being-one-school-now thing was going to take a lot of getting used to.

"Hey, Annabeth!" a familiar voice called. Even though it was male, Annabeth felt relieved. Thalia and Rachel were going to arrive late, and she hadn't seen any sign of anyone she knew well.

"Thank heavens you're here," Annabeth said, turning to the black-haired boy behind her. "I was worried that you lost your way here, Seaweed Brain."

Percy grinned. "Rachel called to say that she would be arriving soon, and she wants us all in the west courtyard."

"She called you?"

"Said something about not being able to reach you."

Annabeth grimaced, making a mental note to leave her phone on more often. "Okay, thanks, I guess."

"You guess?"

"Don't press your luck."

"Aww! Young love," a voice cooed? Annabeth jumped and whipped around.

"Rachel? Is that you?"

"Yup! I'm the phone!"

"What the-?" Annabeth whacked Percy upside the head. "Idiot! You're supposed to hang up the phone!"

"I know that!"

"Then why is Rachel still on the phone?"

"That's for me to know, and you to never find out," Rachel giggled.

Annabeth slapped a hand to her forehead. "Wonderful."

"Anyway, just go to the courtyard. I'll meet you guys there when I arrive." With a click, Rachel hung up.


"Jeez, Percy. You never told me you had a girlfriend," a voice laughed. Sitting on a stone bench was Nico, as silent as ever, and two boys Annabeth didn't recognize.

Annabeth glanced at the first boy cooly. "Want to repeat that? You obviously have a death wish."

The boy raised his hands in surrender and grinned sheepishly.

"She's not my girlfriend," Percy grunted.

"Really? Then-"

"Try anything and I will strategize every single possibly painful death for you. And I will make sure that there will be no evidence of your death." Annabeth crossed her arms, her face a mask of boredom.

The boy laughed nervously. "I get it, you're in love with Percy."

"No I'm not!"

Percy quickly changed the subject before things got too ugly. "Um, Annabeth, this is Leo and Frank, our new roomates. Uh, 'our' being Nico and I, not the two of us, 'cause that would be really weird and..." He laughed nervously.

The boy that had been speaking before, Leo, snickered. "Don't screw it up before it even started, Jackson."

The other boy, Frank, sighed. "Leo, you should really shut up now."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Leo waved his hand dissmissivly. "So, tell me about this 'Leader' and 'Brain' stuff, will ya?"

Annabeth frowned at him. She was liking him less and less. "When you're a senior, you're sent on missions that involve four people. One Leader, one Brain, one Sneak, and one Maker. And-."

"I bet I'll end up as a Maker!" Leo gave her a sly smile, then winced as she delivered a swift punch to his stomach.

"Maybe I'll be a Brain," Percy suggested.

There was a moment of silence before Nico, who had been silent up until then, snorted. Annabeth cracked up, clutching her stomach.

"I'm not that stupid," Percy said defensivley.

"You-a Brain. That's priceless!" Annabeth laughed harder, and eventually got to her knees. "Good one, Seaweed Brain!" She was lying on her side now.

Frank patted Percy on the back sympatheticly. Leo smirked and glanced at Percy. "Dude, I never knew you were this stupid."

Percy, throughly offended, crossed his arms. "You can shut up now."

Annabeth stood up and wiped tears of laughter from her eyes. "Whatever. I'm going up to my room. Be sure to tell Rachel if she shows up or calls again, Seaweed Brain."

She straightened her white blouse and walked towards the towering structure of Merriweather, still chuckling to herself.


Annabeth sighed as she walked through the familiar halls that led to the dorm that she, Rachel, and Thalia shared.

Bianca had once been there, too.

The thought of her dead friend made Annabeth's mood darken. Almost two months had passed since Bianca had lost her life, saving the world in the process. It wasn't fair.

It just wasn't.

She reached a door that led to her dorm. On it, the four had etched their names, so they would never forget.

Right now, Annabeth whished she could forget as she placed her hand on the knob. Memories could be so painful sometimes.

As she opened the door, Annabeth blinked in surprise as she saw three girls standing inside.

"I'm sorry, you have the wrong dorm. Please leave," Annabeth said coldly.

The first girl scowled. "No, we don't have the wrong dorm." She stuck out her hand. "My name is Reyna. We're your new roommates."