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AUTHORS NOTE: This story is based on a true story. Well some of it is, I've made a few changes though. Now I want you guys to forget whatever you know about the PJ and HOO series and their character. In this story the relations and pairings are totally different. The character are the same but have different personalities than in the books. So don't tell me I didn't warn you. ;)

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5 years ago

There are times in your life when you find yourself in very awkward situations. Who would have thought? The first day of my new high school and I'm already stuck in a sticky situation between the nerd, the jock and the bad boy. In all of my miserable seventeen years of living I'd have thought the fates would have cut me some slack. Guess I was wrong.

But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's start from the beginning. Five hours ago since I entered the holy grounds of Roosevelt High.

It never was a problem for me to fit in. I've been shifting schools constantly since the past seven years. It kind of became a routine for me. New town, new school, new friends. That's one of the reasons why I never get close to anybody. Well, I did have a best friend once but that's a completely different story. It's mainly because my parents left me when I was three and in the clutches of multiple foster families.

High schools are always the same. Where you'll be judged on your appearance. Where there's more drama than homework. Where your heart will be broken multiple times. Where you'll spend most of the day wishing you're elsewhere. Yup, that's high school. A place where self esteem, innocence and dreams go to die. But maybe I'm being a bit too pessimistic.

"You have her address right?" Nancy hurriedly followed me as I made my way towards the school. "I won't be here to check up on you later. And your schedule- Annabeth Chase listen to me when I'm talking to you!" She said sternly which made me stop. I turned slowly sighing.

"Yes?"

Nancy sighed, pushing her brown hair back and put her hands on my shoulders. "Look I'm just worried for you okay? I know it's not a big deal for you but this is a really nice family who's willing to take in a seventeen year old. Now you don't see that often. Just...don't mess it up alright?" She said looking at me with concern.

Nancy was from Child Protective Services. She had been in charge of me ever since the accident arranging foster families for me. I never seemed to stick with just one. Yup, I'm a rebel. Anyways, this was my last year since as soon as I turned eighteen I was legally allowed to live by myself, so I had to play my cards right. If there was anything I had close to a mother, that was Nancy.

"I wont." I said. She smiled at me. "If they won't." I added and she groaned. "Hey! If they start asking me to do chores like sweep the driveway hell I'm outta there! I mean who freaking sweeps the driveway?!" I help up my hands.

"I know, I know." Nancy said holding back a smile. "But I promise they won't. As I said, they're a good family. Plus they have kids who go to the same school as you are. You'll have fun. Trust me." She looked so determined that I didn't have the heart to burst her bubble.

"Uh huh." I simply muttered as she pulled me in for a hug. "Now be a good girl and make me proud." Seriously? What am I? Five? Although I hugged her all the same.

"Love you. See you soon!" I said as she ruffled my hair and let me go. "Love you too!"

As soon as she was out of sight I turned towards my new high school. Great, another journey to hell. Hopefully my last.

I readjusted the straps of my bag as I made my way through the halls. It was same old same old every time.

Teenagers lounging in the hall in secluded groups like sororities. The jocks, the nerds and then the populars. You know those books which talk about high school drama and stuff? Well in real life although it doesn't seem like that deep down it's exactly that way.

I could hear whispers past me as I made my way confidently through the hall into the office. A loud whoop caught my ear as I turned around to see a few guys fist bumping. One of them caught my eye as he stared at me with a smirk. His cropped sandy blonde hair looked windswept and the dimple on his cheek made his electric blue eyes pop out. He was cute I'd admit if it wasn't for the arrogant glint in his eyes and the scar on his lip.

It was when he winked when I quickly looked away stepping into the office. I was not here to get distracted. There's no place in my life for that. Never has been and never will.

"Name?" The stout lady sitting at the desk asked.

"Annabeth Chase" I replied back looking around the office. There was a billboard with a glass cover. On leaning closer I could see numerous pamphlets about basketball auditions, drama clubs et cetera. There were a few pictured of students too but one particular picture caught my eye. It was so well taken I wondered if it was done by a pro.

"Impressive isn't it?" A voice jolted me out of my thoughts.

I tore my eyes away from the picture to look at the person. It was a guy who looked about my age. A senior probably. The first thing I noticed about him was the camera slung around his neck.

"You like?" He questioned which made me look up to his face again. He was comparatively pale with his midnight black hair and eyes contrasting to his face.

I looked back at the picture and nodded. "It's really good. You into photography?" I asked casually and he gave me a grin.

"Yup. Maybe you could model for me or something."

And just when you think a guy can be sweet he goes up and opens his mouth. I shouldn't have expected anything less.

I placed a hand in front of me. "Buddy, if that was your idea of flirting I suggest you back off." I snapped just as the lady at the counter called my name.

"Miss Chase?" I hurried to grab my schedule from her.

As I was leaving the office the photography walked up beside me. Before I could roll my eyes he interjected. "You're new aren't you?"

"Noticed too soon didn't you?" I smirked continuing walking. Sure I sounded like a bitch but I had no use of sounding nice to guys like him.

"Uh huh." He muttered then stopped me by placing a hand on his shoulder. "Hey." I stopped looking curious at what he had to say. "Cause if you knew me you'd know I wasn't flirting with you." With that said he gave me a salute and walked away.

I stared after him confused until I remembered I would be getting late for class. My first period was Literature and it was really stupid of me not to ask directions. I stumbled into the class not so gracefully might I say as I muttered. "Sorry I'm late."

I felt like I was on spotlight with the whole class staring at me. I glance up at the teacher. He looked to be about in his mid-thirties and gave me a warm smile. "I'm guessing you're the new student everyone's been talking about."

I nodded. "Hi, I'm Annabeth Chase." I said nonchalantly waving my hand to the class before he asked me to introduce myself. It's just a regular routine everywhere I go. Better to get over with.

"Good to have you here Annabeth, I'm Mr. Fitz and will be teaching you Literature for the rest of the year. "He said and then gestured to the class. "Why don't you go and sit beside Thalia?" He pointed at a girl with electric blue hair. Well all of it wasn't blue there were streaks of it. I'm guessing she was going for the punk look.

I quickly walked across the room and made myself comfortable beside the punk girl. "Hey." I said looking sideways. "I'm Annabeth Chase."

"I know. Mr. Fitz was clear enough." She said without looking at me. "I'm Thalia by the way. Don't ever think of calling me anything else if you know whats good for you" She almost said it like I would start calling her nicknames or something.

" to meet you" I said slowly narrowing my eyebrows. Talk about being friendly. "Just Thalia?" I mean it wasn't too hard for her to at least let me know her full name was it?

"Just Thalia." She said in a clipped tone. She ran a hand through her hair which gave me a peek at the two piercings on her left ear. She pushed her hair in front of her face almost as if she didn't want me to look at her.

I turned away with no intention of speaking to her again. Instead I tried to concentrate on what Mr. Fitz was saying.

"We're going to be reading this." He held up a book. "For the year. The Diary of a Young Girl- Anne Frank." There were a few groans and whispers of excitement throughout the class. He placed the book back on his desk leaning against the desk. "Now can anyone tell me what was the age of Anne Frank when she was presented this diary and what did she name it?"

"Anyone? Anyone at all?" He repeated when no one answered. On instinct I raised my hand which brought a smile onto his face.

"Ah Annabeth. Yes?"

"On her thirteenth birthday." I answered confidently. "She named it Kitty and addressed it the same while writing in it."

Mr. Fitz nodded satisfied with the answer. "Very good." He continued speaking something but I zoned out when I heard someone cough 'nerd'. I looked sideways to see a few guys snickering and looking at me. One of them was the jock in the hall earlier.

I rolled my eyes and coughed 'jerk'. Apparently they'd never had a girl backtalk them since they looked surprised. I heard a snort beside me to find Thalia smirking at them. The rest of the class was pretty normal after that. I guess that was enough drama for now. Oh how wrong I was.

As the bell rang I quickly packed up my stuff and made my way out of the class but I could hear voices behind me.

"Oh she's a piece of cake." I heard someone say and felt an arm around my waist. It was the same guy who had teased me and was now giving me a smug look. "Hey there beautiful, you're a feisty one aren't you?"

Before he could make a move I grabbed his arm and twisted it. He gave out a cry and winced. "Beat it jerk. Don't you dare come near me again." Thankfully the rest of the class was too busy to notice or I was sure this would turn into a big scene.

I made my way to the lockers glancing at my schedule as I heard Thalia walk up beside me. "Looks like we can be friends after all." She said smiling at me for the first time and this time I didn't see any rudeness or sarcasm hidden underneath it.

"Oh so now you decide to be nice? What changed? Was it my nerdiness or lack of ability to socialize?" I said sarcastically.

"Well you're the first girl to not fawn over me or try to impress me." She shrugged. I stopped and looked at her. "I'm not homosexual." I said bluntly.

That got her laughing really loudly causing people to glance at us. Although I didn't understand what was so funny. She looked up at my confused expression and sobered up. "You really don't know who I am do you?"

"A teenager who's high on caffeine?" I asked and she chuckled throwing an arm around me. "I like you. Annabeth right? I'm gonna call you Annie. Now come on, let me show you to the lockers."

"So where're you from?" Thalia questioned as I sorted my things in my locked.

"Um originally from Michigan but I travel a lot." I said. Well it wasn't exactly a lie. I was from Michigan but I was usually travelling due to changing foster families.

"Oh? Wow what do your parents do?" Thalia asked casually and I bit my tongue. "Um...they're...they're-" I tried making up an excuse but thankfully her phone began ringing. She fished it out and spoke into it. I turned around giving her privacy and sighed in relief. The thing was I didn't want her to know I was an orphan. For that matter I didn't want anyone to know that. I didn't want anyone's pity.

I jumped as someone was slammed against the locker beside me. I looked at the skinny guy in shock as he tried to scramble up but then was held up by another guy who glared at him.

"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!" People started chanting and forming a crowd. Funny how these types of things entertained them when it was probably the opposite for the people actually involved in it.

The skinny guy looked scared as his thick black rimmed glasses toppled over his nose. "Go get him Perce!" Someone yelled from the crowd. I figured the guy pushing the skinny kid was Percy. He gritted his teeth and pushed him further into the lockers growling. "What do you think now nerd?" The skinny guy looked too scared to even answer. "Enjoying the view now?!" Percy raised a fist.

Now I don't know if I had suddenly got bat-shit crazy or felt the sudden need to be Wonder Woman as I surged forward stopping Percy. I'd always hated bullies but that didn't explain why I succumbed to mere stupidity.

"Stop it!" I yelled stepping in front of skinny guy. I pushed Percy back. "What did the poor guy ever do to you?!"

Percy looked at me confused and that's when I got a look of his sea green eyes. They were beautiful to look at and would be even more if their angry look wasn't directed at me. He raised a finger at me. "Listen, you're new so you better get out of the way or I'll-"

"Or you'll what?" I retorted back. "Hit me too?" I shook my head and helped up the skinny guy. The crowd had grown silent staring at the scene beholding in front of them. The guy muttered a thanks as I glanced back at Percy who was fuming.

"Who do you think you are?" He gritted stepping closer to me.

"Look mate." I held my hand up. "I don't want to ruin my first day at school either but I despise people who love to show their strength by picking on weak people." I said crossing my arms.

Surprisingly he gave me a grin but it was nowhere near friendly as he stepped into my personal space and grabbed my arm. "You're the perfect little angel aren't you? Saving people and shit." He whispered getting too close for my liking.

Okay, I guess my burst of confidence was lowering now. I really was stupid. Why, oh, why did I go and have to get myself killed?!

As if my day couldn't get any better another voice boomed through the hall. "Back off Jackson!" It was the the jock guy. "You can't have all of 'em" He said smirking at me. He wasn't alone though. Standing beside him was another blonde who looked like his sister. She looked like one of those wannabe queens with the way she stood beside him in her pointed stilettos.

"Excuse me?!" I protested as Percy let go of me.

"Oh great it's Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee." Percy said sarcastically turning to the two. "What? Jason got bored of his sluts and now going for the newbie?"

"Like they say man, the fresh ones are the ripe ones." Jason grinned and my hands turned into fists.

"Hey! I'm right here you know?" I snapped at the arrogant prick. "At least have some decency to hide your truly repulsive nature."

Percy let out a slow whistle. "Burn! Guess you finally got someone immune to your games huh Jason? How does that feel?" Jason glared at him and stepped forward but the blonde chick held him back and whispered something to him.

"Where are your two sidekicks?" He smirked at Percy. "Too busy erasing the tabloids? But I gotta say man that picture made my day. You've gotta pass the message to your sister, that was one fine-" he didn't get to complete the sentence as Percy leaped forward and punched him which lead to a fight between them.

Not wanting to get into the mess any further I started backing away when someone grabbed my arm. It was blonde bitch. "Where do you think you're going sweetie? We're not done here."

What? Now what was her problem. She squeezed my arm and glared at me. "Now listen to me and listen clear. Stay away from Percy alright? He's mine and he will never be interested in someone like you so you can stop trying."

I stared at her like she had grown two head. "You're crazy." I whispered.

"Whatever you call it." She said shrugging. "Just know, you don't wanna get on my bad side." A crunch sounded and we both looked back to see Jason spit out blood. Ugh. I felt nauseous. I gotta get out of here.

"Running away?" Blondie snickered mocking me. "Yeah you should do that. Save your dignity...or whatever you have left. Bet your parents would be proud."

I stopped midway closing my eyes. "Don't tell me I didn't warn you."

I could feel pain in my knuckles as it came in contact with her jaw. After that it was all a blur as I found myself along with Percy and Jason being let to the Principal's office.

"Damn girl you have some talent of getting yourself in trouble." Thalia walked up us as the three of was were seated outside the office. She then turned to Percy. "And you, what were you thinking? What part of stay under the radar don't you understand?!" She yelled at Percy who simply kept his head down. "Dad is gonna kill you!" She threw her hands in the air while Jason grunted.

Ignoring him I looked at Thalia. "Wait, you know him?"

"Who, you mean this doofus?" She said gesturing to Percy. "Yeah, of course I know him. He's my brother."

"You're what?" I asked surprised. "Oh come on, like you didn't know." Jason said not believing my surprised state.

"Um, no I didn't." I mumbled. At this Percy looked up at me curiously. "I got here as fast as I could!" Another person entered the office and would you look at that, it was photography boy.

"Annabeth Chase let me properly introduce you." Jason said and I could detect sarcasm in his voice. "Nicolas Di Angelo." He pointed at photography boy. "Thalia Grace." he said pointing at Thalia and then finally at Percy. "Perseus Jackson. Meet the kid of one of the biggest business tycoons. You've heard of the Olympian brothers right?"

That was just the news I needed. First day of senior year and I managed to get in a fight with the popular kids and a trip to the office. How the hell did I get here?

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