A/N Hey guys. Yay! no homework! Maybe I'll post two chapters today in celebration. Like my new chapter? Realized I forgot two things. This is after third book, and not going to include plot from fourth for GG. After House of Hades (WHO'S ANGRY ABOUT CLIFF HANGER?!) for PJO. Also, I forgot the disclaimer. And I only do this once for the whole fanfic.

I saw a shooting star last night. Guess what I wished for? Rights to PJO and GG. I think that Rick Riordan and Ally Carter wished to keep the rights to their books. Their wish came true. Mine did not. So I wasted a wish, when I could of wished for world peace. And I don't have the rights to either of the books. SH*T! :(

READ AND REVIEW!

-Smarty

Chapter Two - Bex Gets Beat Up

Liz had just opened the door when I heard a mattress squeak like something had jumped on to it. I walked in and Macey was having a conversation with Cammie on Macey's bed. I went over to my bed and got my Greek architecture book out. I looked over and saw that Liz was staring at the book. "What language is that?" she whispered incredulously.

"Greek." I whispered back. I opened up my book and started reading. But only about ten minutes after I started, Cammie said that it was time for dinner. She explained what I'd have to say when I got there for the first day. I followed her down so that I'd know where the dinning hall was. I saw a screen that read "English - American". I figured that would be the language we were speaking in that week. I knew that we had to learn fourteen languages, and I also knew that one of them wasn't Greek.

"That's the language we speak during meals. Usually, the first week is English - American, so don't worry." explained Macey.

"Thanks, Macey." I replied. We sat down at a table.

When Headmistress Morgan came in, we stood up.

"Women of the Gallagher Academy, who comes here?" she asked.

"We are the sisters of Gillian." everyone replied. irony how close they were to getting it right!

"Why do you come?"

"To learn her skills. Honor her sword. And keep her secrets."

"To what end do you work?"

"To the cause of justice and light."

"How long will you strive?"

"For all the days of our lives."

We sat back down and Ms. Morgan started to make a welcome speech. I tuned it out. I was looking around at all the architecture. It was an amazing school, and I bet there were a bunch of secret passageways. I spaced out a little.

"Earth to Annabeth!" yelled Bex, waving her hand in front of my face. "You hungry?" I was, in fact, because this was about a half an hour after I ate dinner during camp.

"Yes, yes I am."

(LINE BREAK)

Cammie POV

It was about two weeks after Annabeth had started. She was put into our classes, because she was so good at everything, even though she has ADHD and Dyslexia. I mean, she learned fourteen languages in two weeks. She was supposed to be moved back up in six weeks. But the good thing was now she was going to be in our P&E class. We had heard from the freshman that she can kick ass. Let's see what she does against people trained for ten years. I couldn't wait.

We were in the barn. Ms. Hancock said that she should pair with Bex. BEX! The best fighter in our grade, and most likely in the whole school. She just walked up there, and smiled. She smiled when she went up to fight Bex. Did I mention that Bex was the best?

Ms. Hancock smied knowingly and blew the starting whistle. Bex charged and tried to punch Annabeth in the stomach. She side-stepped and punched Bex in the side. Bex grimaced and tried to give her a right hook to the head. Annabeth ducked and then judo-flipped Bex over her shoulder, perfectly. This girl had not mentioned that she had any training. How the hell did she do a judo flip perfectly... to the best fighter in school? I mean, it was over in thirty seconds. Everyone just stared at her. Ms. Hancock sounded the whistle. "Okay. Now, we are going to train with swords, in case that's the only weapon we happen to have at the time."

Now the playing field would be level.

Annabeth POV

They didn't have real long swords, like Percy's, just the shorter ones. That were almost exactly like my celestial bronze knife. This was going to hilarious when I showed everybody what I could do. "Does anyone want to volunteer to help me demonstrate how to disarm your opponent?" Ms. Hancock asked. I shot up my hand.

"I'll do it." Everyone whispered and stared at me while making a path so that I could get up to the front without bumping into everybody.

"Okay. We are going to demonstrate some basic parries and blocks, and then how to disarm your opponent." she said to the class. "Now, Annabeth, I'll go easy on you. Don't worry." She started. I dodged and then turned around. Ms. Hancock stood and I turned the "sword" around and hit her stomach with the butt of it. She gasped and then I disarmed her easily. Ms. Hancock stood up and I gave her back her sword. I cracked my knuckles. I wasn't breaking a sweat. "Okay. I'm going to go all out on you, Annabeth."

I beat her in one minute and twenty-six seconds. And she's the teacher. When I looked back at my peers, I saw that every single jaw was dropped, and they were blinking profusely, like they couldn't believe what they saw. I guess that nobody, especially untrained people, beat the P&E teacher. I really need to keep a lower profile around here, unless they wanted to find out about Camp Half-Blood.

Ms. Hancock put me with two people, since we had an odd number in class. Guess who? Cammie and Bex. Guess what? I beat them in four minutes and thirty-seven seconds the first time. By the end of class, I had gotten down to two minutes and eight seconds. I was panting, but still ready to take on anybody who came after me. Cammie and Bex, were sweaty, red faced, and bruised all over. According to Ms. Hancock, that was extra credit. Clarisse would love this place.

Cammie POV

We really needed to dig up some dirt on Annabeth. But, fortunately, tomorrow was the day we could go into town. Annabeth had alway went into town with us. Maybe she would go without us, now that she kinda knows the small town of Roseville, Virginia.

Anyways, after that surprising P&E class, we had COW. Mr. Mosckowitz was teaching us about Greece. It was only going to be a day lesson, because we don't learn Greek. Mr. Mosckowitz made Annabeth stand up and introduce herself in front of everybody in non-english.

"Γεια σας. Το όνομά μου είναι Ανναμπεθ Chase. Είμαι 16 ετών και ζω στο Σαν Φρανσίσκο για το μεγαλύτερο μέρος του έτους και στο Long Island για το καλοκαίρι. Αγαπώ την αρχιτεκτονική και θέλω να γίνω αρχιτέκτονας όταν γερνούν. Έχω ένα φίλο που ονομάζεται Percy Jackson, αλλά μου αρέσει να αποκαλώ τον εγκέφαλο φύκια."

I was stunned. I didn't understand a word she was saying. What language was that? She looked around to Mr. Mosckowitz. Then she continued "Επίσης, είμαστε και οι δύο ημίθεους. Είμαι κόρη της Αθηνάς και αυτός είναι ο γιος του Ποσειδώνα."

(A/N that translates out to "Hi. My name is Annabeth Chase. I'm 16 years old and I live in San Francisco for most of the year and on Long Island for the summer. I love architecture and I want to be an architect when I get older. I have a boyfriend named Percy Jackson, but I like to call him Seaweed Brain...Also, we are both demigods. I am a daughter of Athena and he is a son of Poseidon." Sorry if it's wrong, I just used Google Translate)

Annabeth walked back to her seat and sat down. Mr. Mosckowitz stared at Annabeth. "What language was that?" he asked, startled.

"Greek. I thought it was appropriate, since we are talking about Greece." she replied, with a slight smirk on her face. She cocked her head. "Is that alright?" she asked innocently.

"Y-y-yes, that's quite alright, Annabeth." Mr. Mosckowitz replied, looking very surprised at Annabeth's ability to speak Greek. He then regained his composure and started the lesson. Annabeth looked completely bored out of her mind. She even rolled her eyes to some of the facts he gave us, like they were wrong or something. She even looked angry and a little scared when Mr. Mosckowitz said that the Greek gods were just myths to explain what humans in the past had accomplished. It was weird. Like I said before, we had really needed to look up this girl.

That very chance came the day after.