Chapter 2: Classes Part 1

Percy's POV

My first class with Annabeth was History. We laughed at the things our teacher got wrong in the Greek Mythology section and silently praised what he got right.

"Hercules was the farthest thing from a nice guy." Annabeth giggled.

"At least they got his parentage right, unlike the cartoon." I whispered.

We were both laughing quietly.

"Is there something funny about this lesson Mr. Jackson? Ms. Chase?" Mr. Hepworth asked.

"We were just discussing how this class is more factually acurate than people's misconceptions about Greek Mythology." Annabeth gave a wordy answer.

"Yeah, ever since people watched that cartoon Hercules, they tink Hera is Hercules' mom, when she actually hates him. And his name was originally Heracles." I said.

"I like that you two are discussing the lesson, but I'd prefer if you'd wait until I'm done, or when you raise your hand." Mr. Hepworth got a hlaf-smile.

Annabeth and I smiled and continued listening to the lesson. Then we had Art together. I finger painted the ocean. Annabeth used a paintbrush to paint something more complex.

"Tartarus?" I looked at her painting.

"It's kind of theraputic. Besides, now people at Camp can get a general idea of it. And this is just a map, because I'd rather not paint detailed scenes." Annabeth explained.

"I think it's cool." I smiled.

"And I like your ocean." Annabeth looked at my painting.

"You two did a pretty goid job for painting on a canvas during just one class period." Mr. Bell looked over our shoulders.

He also teaches shop, but I felt more like taking Art this year. The next class was P.E. It was one of those classes that had people from all the grades in our school mixed in. After I changed in the locker room, I came out to see Annabeth talking to some familiar faces.

"Rachel? Piper?" I was confused.

"Apparently, Rachel decided to come back this year. And Piper convinced her dad to let her come here." Annabeth smiled.

"Are the rest of the seven here too?" I snorted.

"No, Jason decided to go to school in a state that was closer to Thalia. And Leo's being homschooled." Piper smiled.

"Homeschooled? Leo?" That sounded weird to me.

"By Calypso." Piper clarified.

"Figures." I grinned. "And I don't think Frank and Hazel go to school anymore."

"Yep. And I kind of liked the idea of going here before I became the Oracle. This no dating thing sucks though, because I'm finally attracted to other guys besides you." Rachel sighed.

"I don't know whether to take that as a relief or an insult." I teased.

"A relief. You're still cute, I just no longer like you that way." Rachel giggled.

"Seriously, are all of Percy's friends attracted to him?" Piper asked.

"Clarisse says she's not. But Silena said he was cute. Thalia admitted that she had a small crush on him. And I think his friend Lexi likes him. Other than that, I don't know." Anbabeth shrugged.

"Thalia said what?" My eyes widened.

"You were the only one who didn't treat her like a freak when she popped out of the tree. Most girls at least think you're cute. She also said you listened to her talk about Luke on a train when you guys were looking for me and Artemis, and you kind of made her face her fear of heights. But she hasn't thought of you like that in years." Annabeth spilled the beans.

"Okay then." I didn't know that. "Why do you think Lexi likes me?"

"Based on how much she didn't want me to be your girlfriend and a couple of other things that only girls tend to understand." Annabeth shrugged.

"And the fact that Lexi mentioned it to me once back when I went here. Then I told Annabeth." Rachel smirked.

"But after all we've been through and based on the fact that you didn't even know she liked you, I trust you. So I won't try to ruin your friendship or anything." Annabeth giggled.

"So I have one of those rare girlfriends who trusts me completely." I teased.

"Yeah, but don't push it." Annabeth smirked.

The P.E. teacher suddenly blew the whistle and we all lined up in our places. All of the places in class were taken except the spots behind me, so Annabeth got to stand near me. The P.E. teacher was also my swim team coach, and he was in his mid-twenties. He started calling the role and when he got to Annabeth, he looked up from his clipboard.

"Who are you girls?" He asked.

"Annabeth Chase. New student." Annabeth answered.

"Piper McLean. New student." Piper said.

"You know me coach. I used to go here." Rachel said.

"Nice to meet you girls, and nice to see you Ms. Dare." Coach smiled.

He waked behind Annabeth as Piper and Rachel got into a conversation. He was staring a Annabeth's ass.

"Coach!" I exclaimed.

"What?" He looked up.

"Stop checking her out. She's my girlfriend." I reprimanded him.

Annabeth stomped on his foot.

He winced and held his foot. "Today's a free day, so just go find something to do."

"Thanks for not letting him check me out." Annabeth said.

"Of course I wouldn't let him check you out." I told her.

She smiled as we headed for the bleachers that people used to watch the basketball games. Everyone else was playing some kind of sport. Then Annabeth kissed me.

"I missed you." She said.

"I missed you too." I smiled.

And we went back and forth between talking and kissing for the rest of the class period. Then when we got to Health class, we got the explanations on what kind of activities kissing led to.

"That wasn't what I was thinking when I kissed you." I said.

"Yeah, but we were also in a room full of people." Annabeth smirked.

"I plan on being with you for the rest of my life anyways, so I'm not too worried about the activities that kissing leads to." I chuckled.

Then I realized what I just said and looked at Annabeth. Her face was red, but she was smiling too.

"And anything below the neck is technically sexual contact." Mrs. Fawcett explained.

"Then that means that I had sexual contact with you when we were twelve. Because holding hands is below the neck." I joked.

"Exactly Mr. Jackson!" Mrs. Fawcett pointed at me.

Annabeth covered her face with her book as the whole class laughed. Then Mrs. Fawcett went back to teaching the lesson.