Hey, my darlings! How are you, guys? I'm back with another chapter! I know the last chapter was really dramatic, more dramatic than I expected. The last chapter was an old file that I found in my documents on my computer when I was deleting documents that I didn't need. It wasn't finished and needed major editing.

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IMPORTANT: Rachel gets to school before Annabeth, and talked to Percy before she left.

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Chapter Two: "You're Lucky, Chase."


PERCY JACKSON

"Love you, Percy, have a great day at school today!" Sally, my mom, exclaimed, giving me a hug and a kiss on the check.

I smiled at my mother before I replied, "Love you, too. Hope you do well on that job interview."

My mom smiled warmly at me, her blue eyes sparkling, changing in the light. Her long brown hair was draped over her shoulders, with a few streaks of gray showing, it was impossible to imagine my mom as old. I gave her a hug as she returned the simple gesture, and hugged me tight. She smelled like everything you'd find in a candy shop because she worked at the candy shop down the road.

She was having a job interview to be a teacher. I was confident that my mom would get this job, she had never even been a teacher before, but I knew she was good at taking care of kids.

I mean, she had to raise me, and she still is.

My mom had babysat a few kids a couple of times in our apartment complex. After that, my mom had worked at a daycare for a while when I was twelve, but then she had to quit because I had been expelled from another school, again.

"Bye, mom!" I yelled to her as I started walking towards the school bus that was waiting for me.

When I had walked onto the school bus, I really hadn't expected a lot of people on the bus. I had gone on a bus to school every year since elementary school, and there were never a lot of kids on the bus when it was the first day of school.

People were bobbing their heads to the music that was being blasted through their headphones for everyone to hear, the lyrics to the songs screaming at me.

Most of the kids on the bus looked like freshmen, nervous, and hopeful. I wasn't going to hate on any of them, I barely knew them. The seniors hated a few freshmen. They were new to the high school system, and it got worse because some people skipped a few grades. I was kind of glad that I wasn't a senior, or a freshman. You could actually sense the tension between seniors and freshmen. When you were freshmen, it was like sixth grade all over again. When you were a senior, it was eighth grade all over again, double the homework and stress.

I tried not to meet anyone's eyes as I walked onto the bus, I was popular at Goode High, which didn't help. My sea green eyes scanned the bus seats, searching for a possible place to sit down. The only open seat on the bus that wasn't blocked by someone's legs or backpacks was the seat where a black, shaggy haired guy sat, with music blasting through his headphones.

I walked up to him, tapping him on the shoulder.

"Hey, is it okay if I can sit next to you?" I asked him, "This is the only other available seat."

He looked startled as if I was talking to him, but then he closed his eyes, and he'd probably dismissed the thought. The music was still being blasted through his headphones and I tapped his shoulder again, using a hand gesture to describe that he needed to turn his music volume down.

"Hey, can I sit next to you?" I asked him again, "This is the only other available seat."

The boy nodded, and I wasn't sure how I couldn't recognize him before. Then, I realized that this was Bianca's younger brother, Nico Di Angelo. Bianca never talked about her brother, she'd labeled him as "that lonely kid." I wasn't stupid, they looked alike, even if they didn't hang around the same social crowds, Bianca had social graces and Nico did not. Anyone who was smart would be able to tell that this was Bianca Di Angelo's brother.

Don't be so quick to judge, I thought.

They both had the same dark brown hair and dark eyes, on his face something was missing, an endearing smile, Bianca's smile. That was when it clicked, I had briefly remembered that he was a sophomore now, and was that boy who sat in the back of the class.

I suddenly felt disappointed in Bianca and sorry for Nico.

I knew I shouldn't have thought that Bianca was that horrible sister, or one of the stepsisters from Cinderella, but worse. Sure, Bianca was sweet and nice, but she had a dark side, especially when it came to fitting in. She held grudges, and maybe it was against something her brother had done.

Instead of Nico looking down, he was looking at someone across from us. The boy who sat across from us had golden blond hair, and sun-kissed skin. I couldn't see the guy fully because his back was turned to me. The golden-haired boy had perfect posture, and the blue shirt he was wearing made his hair look even more golden.

I looked back at Nico, and I blurted out the first thing that came to my head, "What are you staring at?"

Nico jumped, surprised that I had asked him a question. A warm blush coated his cheeks and he stuttered out a sudden reply, "I wasn't staring at anybody."

"I never said anything about you staring at someone," I replied.

He answered me back in a harsh tone, "I wasn't staring at anything, okay?"

The blond boy's head whirled around to meet Nico and I's eyes. His eyes were a sky blue, and freckles dotted the cheeks of his face.

Will Solace.

I looked at Nico, and the warm blush on his face hadn't faded. Will looked at Nico, flashing him a smile, and Nico looked startled.

I raised my eyebrows and let the subject drop, not wanting to make him feel uncomfortable. I left the subject alone, until we arrived at school, and got off the bus. Nico went his way, I went mine. In that moment, I went to go look for the girl who was apparently Nico's sister, Bianca Di Angelo.

I weaved my way through the school's social crowds, trying not to attract an eye or two. It didn't help that I was around six feet two, so I'd attract a lot of stares. I walked faster and went to Goode High's outside courtyard. Grassy green hills surrounded the outside courtyard, students conversed, some people leaning against a tree or two, and I spotted a three girls sitting on the ledge of a fountain.

When I started walking towards them, I knew who they were. My green eyed girlfriend was laughing at a joke Bianca had made, while Drew Tanaka sat down next to them, brushing her silky dark brown hair. Bianca's endearing smile lit up her face, her olive skin tone shining against the sun's rays, eyes crinkling as she laughed.

I stood behind Rachel, and I didn't think she sensed my presence. Rachel's fiery red hair that was bright against her pale complexion had grown longer, and I could tell that she had grown taller by just looking at her. Drew was sitting next to Bianca and Rachel while they were conversing and applied lipstick to her pink lips. Bianca was the first to notice I was standing behind Rachel.

I didn't even think about my change of plan, surprising Rachel. I took my hands and covered her eyes with them.

"Who is it?" Rachel asked, and I could sense the smirk tugging on her lips.

"Guess," I replied, a hint of mischief in my voice.

"Percy," Rachel answered, and I smiled, letting out a sigh, letting her know that she had guessed correctly. Rachel took my hands off her eyes and turned around to hug squeezed me tight like she always did. We talked on the phone over the summer and had a few dates, which was fun. Another thing I took notice of was that she was hanging out with Drew.

That was surprising.

I couldn't tell whether or not that Rachel was hanging around with Drew because Drew was Bianca's friend. Drew was tall, had dark hair in ringlets, plenty of jewelry and perfect makeup. Rachel had curly, but slightly frizzy red hair, and green eyes, not a single ounce of jewelry on her except for the bracelet I had given her for her sixteenth birthday.

They were both very different, and comparing them was too easy. Rachel had never hung out with Drew before, and Rachel would probably complain about how Drew was snobbish and bragged about her new convertible.

People at our school were really rich.

I smiled at Bianca and Drew, showing absolute glee on my face. Forgetting about the subject of Nico, I focused on the girl in front of me. Rachel.

"What's your first class?" Rachel asked in an exciting tone.

"Civics," I answered her.

"That's my first class, too, and I think Annabeth has that class with us, but I don't know because I haven't seen her yet," she squealed.

Annabeth.

That name was beautiful and enchanting. I distinctly remembered who Annabeth was, she was one of Rachel's best friends and Rachel talked about her frequently. I knew Annabeth had gray eyes and blond curly hair. That was how Rachel described her. I couldn't help but think about Annabeth. I had never met her officially and she probably knew about everything that happened between Rachel and me.

"Percy!" Rachel exclaimed, trying to snap me out of my daze.

"What?" I asked immediately, startled.

"I'm going to go now, I'll see you in civics okay?" Rachel said to me.

"Uh, yeah," I answered.

Rachel smiled at me, shaking her head before kissing my cheek. Even though Rachel had been on my mind, Annabeth was still lingering on my mind.

Who was she?


ANNABETH CHASE

The classroom was freezing.

It was really hard to concentrate because of my ADHD.

Civics really wasn't what I had expected.

Plus, Percy was in my class which made everything a lot worse than things needed to be. Ms. Dodds was wearing a black leather jacket, a long sleeved black shirt, and regular jeans. I did not have a jacket, only really baggy clothing which didn't help keep me warm from the cold. Ms. Dodds had ended up giving the class a twenty-minute lecture on how to behave in her class, and where everything should go and what we need for class. Then, she just gave us a ten-page packet that we were supposed to finish by the end of class and give to her.

It was apparently a practice test to see what we knew, and what we didn't know. If we didn't finish, she'd take off participation points. Lucky for me, I finished the packet in the fifteen minutes after the lecture, and I still had time to check my work after. The class was fifty-five minutes long, and my ADHD was trying to kill me.

I tapped my foot impatiently against the classroom floor and let my mind wander. I had finished checking my work a few minutes ago and Ms. Dodds said we couldn't talk, read, or do anything once we were done. I wasn't the only one finished, a couple of other students had finished before me. It kind of made me feel bad.

I looked at Percy, he was all the way across the other side of the room and I could see that his jaw was tightened and his eyebrows were furrowed in confusion. He looked like he was on the fifth page and was struggling to answer a question. I slumped back in my seat and tried not to look at him. Percy was wearing a blue jacket and was wearing jeans with converse. Lucky him, at least, he's warm.

"Ten more minutes," Ms. Dodds said to us.

I looked at Percy again, he looked panicked. He was biting his nails like I did when I didn't eat breakfast or was hungry. His hands were soon tangled up in his hair, and he gripped his hair tightly. Rachel was sitting next to Percy, and I saw her look at him in worry. Percy untangled his hands from his hair, and looked around the classroom for a few seconds, his eyes hit mine.

I slumped down in my seat, trying to get him to look away.

He didn't.

Percy was looking at me like I was an enigma, a puzzle that he couldn't quite put together. Percy looked away from me after a couple of seconds, and it felt like he was staring at me forever. I looked at his blue jacket, was his favorite color blue, like the ocean? The ocean was blue and had really big waves like thunderstorms, and thunderstorms usually cause really huge waves, so if really huge waves are live forty-feet-tall, then that means, wait, what was I thinking about again?

The next ten minutes went by faster than I imagined. When the bell rang, I gave my packet to Ms. Dodds as did everyone else. I went back to my desk and grabbed my backpack from the floor, hauling my backpack over my right shoulder, walking out of the classroom. I started walking to my next class, English. English was all the way across campus, and we had a five-minute break in between when we switched classes. I'd be lucky enough to get there in time.

While I was walking to my next class, I don't even think I noticed that I had bumped into Drew. She hissed in pain and growled slightly after I did and glared at me. I stopped in the middle of the hallway and squeezed my eyes shut. I was not even close to English class, and the bell would ring in about three minutes.

"What do you want, Drew?" I asked.

"For you to apologize for hitting me, that wasn't very nice, at all," Drew hissed at me. I flinched at the aggressive tone that was etched into her voice.

"Watch where you're going!" Drew yelled at me after I'd bumped into her by accident, the anger clear in her voice.

"I-I'm s-sorry," I muttered.

"Oh, you're what now? I can't hear you, hon," Drew said as she smirked at me. Drew grabbed my arm, and threw me against the lockers right next to me, a sharp pain ran up my back. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs and cry, but Drew would think that was a weakness. Drew would think I was weak. I, Annabeth Chase was not weak. I never was.

"I said I was sorry," I snapped at her.

Drew's grip on my arm tightened, and I felt like screaming. Her cat-like claws dug into my skin, and I tried not to cry. Don't cry, do not cry. Crying is for babies. I shouldn't cry, but I want to so badly, I want to scream, yell shout, and I want Thalia to be there to beat Drew up. Being a victim of bullying from Drew was surprising, you'd be cursed with bad luck if she'd ever glared at you, or looked at you in disgust.

"Awe, is little Annie going to cry?" Drew teased.

That comment made me want to snap her neck, it made me want to yell at her with every fiber in my body. I let a tear fall, I had let her win. Drew got what she wanted, now she should leave me alone, for good. I made a sound that must have sounded like a whimper to her because she had a satisfied smirk on her face that showed she was gleaming with pride.

"Don't call me Annie," I hissed at her.

"Why? Is it because Luke and Thalia─" Drew started.

"Just shut up!" I screamed at her.

"Excuse me?" Drew said in a deadly whisper.

"I said, shut─" Drew pushed me against the lockers harder, and she let go of me. I'm free, I can run now, I will be safe. Then again, no. There is no place at home for reliability or for comfort, no place for me to shed my tears, no place for me to sob until my lungs bleed. I had no home, I had no place to go, there was no happy place for me. Drew took off her backpack, and unzipped the front part of it, and fear rose up in my gut I let out a sharp gasp, it was so loud that Drew looked at me and smiled while she brought out scissors.

I should have ran.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked, shrieking.

"Oh, I'm just going to cut off a little bit your hair," Drew explained, a small smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. Then, Drew gripped one of the blond curls in my hair, and she cut half of it off, I screamed in horror.

"Well, Drew, I am─"

"All eleventh and twelfth-grade students, please report to the auditorium for an assembly. I repeat, all eleventh and twelfth-grade students, please report to the auditorium for the assembly," a voice said on the PA.

"You're lucky, Chase," Drew snapped, snarling at me.

I flinched at her harsh words and walked away towards the auditorium. I started walking towards the auditorium that was near my civics class, and I kind of wished I wasn't Drew's enemy.

I was glad that I was closer to the auditorium's doors than most, and it didn't surprise me when I saw a mob of students rushing towards the doors. It got worse when I saw a lot of people running behind me.

I willed my legs to go faster, but I was stuck with the legs I had. I was almost there, just a couple of more steps.

"Move!" someone behind me yelled.

I walked a few more steps and opened the door. I got shoved to the floor as soon as I walked in there. It wasn't that much of a big deal for me, there were a ton of eleventh and twelfth-grade students. There was another auditorium all the way across campus for middle school and high school student assemblies. It was like a wild zoo in there.

I stood up once the large crowd had finished walking on my back, and almost all of the seats were taken. I saw a few empty seats and one was next to Percy, and Rachel was on the seat next to Percy. With my backpack slung over my right shoulder, I walked down the long aisle and met a couple of stares. I tapped Percy's shoulder hesitantly when I got there. I probably was cursed with bad luck once I was Drew sitting next to Rachel. I could have recognized Rachel's fiery red hair anywhere whether it was in a scorching pit of hot lava or in the zombie apocalypse (okay, maybe that was a little bit over exaggerated).

"Percy, can I sit here?" I asked him.

His head whipped around, and so did Rachel's, they both looked surprised.

"Hey, Annie," Rachel said to me.

"Please, don't call me that," I hissed playfully, rolling my eyes, irritated. A smile still tugged at the corners of my mouth.

"Can I still sit next to you guys?" I questioned, again.

A lot of "oh yeah, of course, and sure," were chorused from Rachel and Percy. I sat down next to them and Rachel smiled at me.

"Percy, this is Annabeth. Annabeth, this is Percy," Rachel said, introducing Percy and I. I smiled at him, and he smiled back.

"It's nice to meet you, Percy," I stated.

"You too, Annabeth," Percy replied.

"Have you seen, Piper yet?" Rachel asked hopefully.

"I'm sorry, no I haven't, I think she's sick."

"Oh," Rachel muttered.

I looked up at the large stage and waited for the principal and vice principals to start talking, or some other high authority associated with the school. I turned my head to look at Rachel and Percy, but my eyes wandered to the seats that were taken beside them. Drew sat next to Rachel, and Bianca sat next to Drew. Okay, that wasn't normal. Rachel would never ever sit next to Drew. That was flat out strange for a person like her, the last thing I remembered about Rachel talking about Drew, Rachel had said that Drew was some "Asian barbie who was always hitting on Percy."

Drew looked at me, and she offered me a smile, just because Rachel was around. Her smile was fake, very fake. To others, it would have looked real, but to me, it looked like she was trying to play some silly game with me. Drew was smart and had more than a few tricks up her sleeve.

It may have made my blood boil, but she mouthed to me, "I'd start completing the dare if I were you."


AND THAT'S A WRAP OF CHAPTER TWO, FOLKS!

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