Annabeth's Perspective

The boy with the brown eyes, spoke first. "Ms. Chase, we were just giving the newbie here a tour of the school," he said innocently. " That's all!" I snorted.

"Yeah," I sighed. "I'm sure that's all that was happening. Okay, you too get going! Your classes will start soon!" They both nodded and left me and the green eyed boy alone. I gave him a small smile.

"So," I said. "Your new here? Are you going to attend this school next year?" The boy nodded.

"That's the plan," he whispered.

"So, what's your name?" I asked.

"Peter," the boy answered. "Peter Johnson." My heart stopped beating for a few seconds and I had to lean on the wall to keep myself from falling. That was the nickname Mr. D had given Percy…

"Are you alright?" Peter asked me. I nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I answered. I looked back at Peter. He was now smiling. He had that troublemaker's smile…just like the one Percy had. I could also tell that he was a demigod. I didn't need to be a satyr to be able to tell. And by the looks of it, he was a child of Poseidon.

I cleared my throat. "So, Peter," I said. "Where are your parents?" The smile on his face disappeared instantly.

"I..I'm an orphan," he whispered. "My parents died in a car crash when I was 2, or at least that's what I've been told." I put a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm really sorry," I mumbled. He gave me a sad smile.

"It's okay," he sighed. "So, yeah. This will be the school I will be attending next year. If I don't get adopted that is, which is likely. I'm known for making a lot of trouble. Like a lot." I nodded. Okay, I was sure of it now. This kid was definitely a demigod.

"So Peter," I said. "Would you like to stay in my class for the rest of the day? You're 12, right?" He nodded.

"Yeah, I'm 12," he answered. "But what subject do you teach?" I smiled.

"Greek Mythology." His eyes shone like that was the best thing he had heard all day.

"That's my favourite subject!" He mumbled. I smiled.

"Then, I'm sure you wouldn't mind staying in my class," I said to him. "Now let's get going. The bell will ring soon."

Peter turned out to be really good at Greek Mythology, which wasn't surprising. He knew the answers to my every question. After the bell for the end of the day rang, everybody started running out of the classrooms. I'm sure that Percy had done the same thing when he was their age... I hadn't noticed that I wasn't the only person in the room. Peter still hadn't left.

"Is everything all right?" I asked Peter. He nodded.

"Yeah," he answered. "They told me that they would pick me up here." I nodded. Right on cue, a middle aged woman with an extra long nose, walked into the room. I frowned. There was something…weird about her.

"Peter Johnson," she said. "Come along boy, I'll be taking you home."

Peter frowned. "But-"

"I said come along," the lady interrupted. Yep, this lady was definitely a monster and there was no way I was going to let Peter go anywhere with her. I stepped in front of him.

"Um no," I said confidently. "He won't be going anywhere with you." The lady looked me up and down and laughed. A laugh that could only belong to an Empousa.

"Annabeth Chase," she said calmly. "Oh, where's your boyfriend? The great Perseus Jackson? Oh, that's right, he's dead. The famous Percy Jackson is dead, but don't worry. You'll be able to join him very soon, that is if he's still down in Elysium."

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