A/N: Okay so…

I did decide to carry on with the story! :D

By the way, I have never lived in America and I don't think I ever will, so apologies all round if I get like everything wrong about American High Schools.

I'll just have to base it on other fanfictions XD

Also, I apologize is my writing style has changed since when I wrote the first chapter.

Percy's POV:

She looked up and caught my eye…and winked? Since when did Annabeth wink?

Then she casually strolled through the crowds, not bothering to look back.

I couldn't believe it like wow what just happened?

Annabeth was here. At Goode. And she just walked straight past me.

Aw Hades no, she did not just ignore me and walk away.

My friends, who had evidently now realised that I had not been lying about my girlfriend, stood gaping at her.

"One sec, be right back." I muttered to them and hurried after her.

The corridor exploded with whispers and people watched me as I ran after her.

I now regretted showing her around Goode over the summer, now she knew her way round, it would be impossible to find her.

I smiled stupidly as I remembered that she had been wearing the silver owl earrings that I had bought her for her 17th birthday. It had been a slightly belated birthday present, I mean, we had kinda been in Tartarus at the time so…

I skidded to a halt in the (mostly) empty hallway in front of the English classrooms.

Where the Hades had she gone?

I sent here a quick text on my phone:

What the Hades? Where are you?

Somewhere near me, I heard a laugh.

I grinned. I knew that laugh anywhere. It was light and slightly teasing, and more importantly, it came directly from my left.

I turned around to see…nothing. Like literally, there was no one in the corridor at all. I frowned and was about to turn back around when a locker opened.

In mid air.

No one turning the handle, no one pulling it open.

I smirked as a realisation hit me. Oh that sneaky girl, she was wearing her invisibility hat. No wonder I couldn't find her.

Silently, I walked up behind the empty locker. Knowing her, she was probably checking her timetable and lessons whilst she stood there. Otherwise, she definitely would have heard me coming.

I almost laughed as she gave a soft, almost dog-like yelp in surprise as I wrapped my arms around her waist.

I could resist telling her that I had outsmarted her on this round.

"You know, you're not very good at being invisible. Lockers don't usually open themselves and disembodied voices in the air don't usually laugh things." I murmured softly in her ear.

I felt her lean back against me, welcoming my embrace as she laughed again. It was melodious and filled with warmth, making me pleased that I had been the one to cause that sound.

"Ah, I guess you got me this time kelphead."

Pouting, I glared at her through the back of her head. I could smell her citrus shampoo that she always used. It was comforting.

"Hey. That's what Thalia calls me. Not you."

"Well I guess I've been spending too much time with Thalia then." She dismissed my complaint indifferently. "Anyway, c'mon, we've go to get to our Form room. Paul made sure that Mr Robertson put me in the same form as you."

I groaned, as if the thought of actually going to lessons physically pained me. Well, to be honest, it felt like it did. "Do we have to? I would much rather stay here like this." I breathed in the scent of her hair again.

She smiled fondly at me, not in the way you are thinking, she was smiling like I was a toddler. It was very demoralizing. She then turned around and grabbed my hand, preparing to drag me the whole way to classes when a thought hit me.

"Wait." I said suddenly, "Paul knew you were coming?"

Annabeth rolled her eyes and I could literally hear her saying Wow, aren't you observant today? with sarcasm dripping off every syllable.

"And he didn't tell me?" I was internally fuming. How dare he? I think I had the right to know when my girlfriend was transferring to my school. Especially as were finding it increasingly more difficult to live apart. Why didn't he tel-

"Okay before you go and kill your step-father," Annabeth cut off my internal rant, reading my thoughts as easily as if I was saying them out loud, "I did ask him not to tell you."

I gaped at her. So it was her fault I didn't know? How dare she-

She blinked long eyelashes innocently at me and I sighed in resignation. I had never been able to stay mad at her for long.

"Now, come, on!" she pulled me out into the main corridor.

Skye's POV-

I sighed at the trembling Hazel that sat next to me. This was the third time that the great Percy Jackson had turned down her offer for a date.

She honestly looked like she was about to burst into tears.

Ok. Let's get this straight, Hazel is one of my best friends and I absolutely love her…but she does tend to overdramatize things a little too much.

It was kind of mean how bluntly he put her down, but seriously? Percy Jackson didn't accept dates from anyone. She didn't need to take it so personally.

I almost groaned aloud as the floodgates stopping Hazel's tears crashed down and she started wailing.

I studied the very interesting paint on the wall of our form room whilst I patted her gingerly on the back.

I tried to make some sympathetic noises in her direction. "There there, Haze, you'll always have next time won't you? I'm sure he will have opened up by then."

"But that's just it!" Hazel looked at me with her big blue eyes shining with tears. "There won't be a next time!"

I frowned, edging slightly away from my hysterical best friend. "Uh…what do you mean?"

"Haven't you heard the rumours?" she asked.

"Rumours?" I couldn't think of any rumours that I had recently heard concerning why Hazel couldn't go out with Percy Jackson.

"You haven't heard them?" asked a snide voice from the table in front of us. I actually did groan aloud as Jade and her gang surrounded me.

"The rumours that Percy Jackson…" started Katrina, who was wearing way too much mascara. Her eyes looked like they were popping out, along with some burnt twigs round the edges.

"…has indeed got a girlfriend." finished Amelia. She was looking okay today, I distinctly remember last year she had insisted on wearing an offensively bright, pink jacket everyday.

"Wait what?" I asked. I hadn't heard this.

"She walked in today…" drawled Jackyln. Okay this thing on finishing each other's sentences was really starting to bug me.

"…and the entire corridor fell silent." finished Jade.

I hesitated, "Uh…why?"

"She looked…" whispered Amelia excitedly.

"Like a supermodel!" exclaimed Jade.

"Long, tan legs-"

"Perfectly curled hair-"

"She must have been like double Ds-"

"Completely flat stomach-"

"I swear those were designer earrings-"

"Did you see her eyes?" cut in Frankie, who had just walked in.

"No…" I answered cautiously.

"They were scary as fu-"

"I could feel her judging me."

"So what's the deal? Is she joining Goode?" I asked, interested now.

They all looked at me like I was stupid.

"Well…duh." said Katrina.

"She kind of is at the school." continued Jackyln.

"And school is where you like…y'know. Learn stuff."

"But you have to…join the school…in order to learn stuff-"

"Okay!" I said exasperatedly. "You don't need to treat me like I'm a baby or something. I was just curious!"

The door to our form room opened and in walked none other than Percy Jackson himself in his all-perfect glory, and the girl that they were talking about.

And boy…they were not exaggerating.

Every step she step she took was full of purpose. She looked intelligent.

Her body was literally the body of a supermodel. Long, athletic, tan limbs; muscled yet slender torso; arms firm but strong with perfectly shaped nails on her delicate but skilled fingers.

Her face was just wow. It was completely void of make up, but her beauty was dazzling. Perfectly sculpted eyebrows. Perfectly shaped nose. Perfectly smooth and clear skin. Perfectly styled hair that obviously was not styled, but was natural.

And her eyes.

Now I saw where Frankie was coming from. The were a gunmetal grey, darting around, taking in everything, I think she made eye contact with me at least once. They were so alive. And they looked remarkably similar to a storm brewing,

It was indeed intimidating.

Please R&R. I will update, but the chapters may be as short as this one. Sorry =[