Author's Note:

Sorry, for taking so long to write one chapter. Anyway, this is the new chapter!

Chapter 2: We Got Into A Talent Show

As the daughter of Athena, learning to me, is cool. I love to learn. And point out errors when our teacher said something wrong. I didn't mean to embarrass them, or drive them mad. It's just seemed annoying learning things that aren't true.

I sat with Thalia, at the very back of the classroom. I wanted very badly to sit in the front, but Thalia insisted to sit in the back. I agreed since she was still mad at me for taking away her hot chocolate before she even had a sip.

Halfway through class, Thalia passed me a note. I looked around for the teacher until I unfold the note carefully under my desk, Thalia had written the note in Ancient Greek. I smiled to myself, even if I DID get caught, the teacher will probably think it is a joke. I quickly translated the note, which took longer than I expected. The truth is, Thalia doesn't have a very neat handwriting:

What is this school call? The BORING school?

What do you think Percy is doing?

At the mention of Percy, I grinned to myself. He is probably dozing off somewhere in class at some school he is going to be kicked out soon. I wrote back quickly in Greek too and slide it to her side of the desk. On the note I wrote:

You did not improve your handwriting at ALL.

He is probably dozing of in the school he is going to get expelled at soon.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Thalia rolling her shockingly blue eyes. She wrote something quickly and tossed it to my side of my desk. I read it quickly:

Stop bragging about your NEAT handwriting!

Hmmm… Sleeping sounds good… Wake me up when it's time to go!

I turned to Thalia and my eyes widen, she was fiddling with her textbook making it stand up. I try to use my eyes to tell her not too, but either she didn't notice or she just ignored me. She positioned herself behind the textbook so her face was hidden. She crossed her arms on the table and buried her face in her arms. In a minute, soft snoring can be heard from the little tent Thalia had made.

I rolled my eyes, and resumed listening to our teacher. Today's lesson was about The Renaissance.

"The Renaissance is when the Europeans start drawing more realistic art. I want you to pick a partner, and write an essay about an European artist or architect, no shorter than two pages please." the teacher said.

Some girls groaned and some looked happy to do a partner project. I poked Thalia in the ribs, willing her to wake up.

Instantly, Thalia woke up, and jumped onto the desk. Everybody turn around and face her. I stared at her in horror.

"Where's the monster?" Thalia asked. She was definitely awake. Just as I was about to answer the teacher cut in.

"Thalia! What do you think you're doing, young lady? Get off the desk!" the teacher demanded. Thalia quickly got of the desk and stared at her feet. One thing you should probably know about Thalia is that she never tell anybody her last name, if you question, she'll but on a scary face and say, "Deal with it." In a creepy tone. I know her last name, but I not telling, I'm not much of a tattler.

"I…I…" She looked at me helplessly.

"Ms. Dewey, we are just…uh… practicing our lines for our play," I explained, "You see, Thalia was the main character in the story, her character... is a… monster killer!" I nod as I said which cause Thalia to start nodding too.

"And you are doing the play for? Drama?" the teacher pressed.

"Uh, no…" Thalia once again looked at me for help, she was biting her lip.

I looked around trying to see if there is anything that can help on the wall. And then, I saw the poster. I can't read the words on it, but last time I've heard the girls in class talking about it. I point to the poster on the wall, hoping she would understand. Thankfully, Thalia understood what I was talking about.

"We are trying out for the school talent show!" Thalia exclaimed trying to act happy, I can see she is trying very hard to keep the smile from disappearing from her face.

"You and Annabeth?" Ms. Dewey asked. She was frowning slightly, probably because she knew Thalia and I would get excited about ACTING. (And we don't.)

"Actually-" I was cut off by Thalia.

"YES! Right, Annabeth?" Thalia said. I glared at her, which only made her grinned back innocently.

I sighed, "Yes, we are going to do this play TOGETHER." I squeezed out a smile, trying to act excited about it.

The teacher looked at us weirdly and then said, "Well, ladies, you practice it AFTER class. We are now working on our project about artists and architect from the Renaissance." She then turn to the girls and said, "Ladies! Keep working!"

After Ms. Dewey returned to the front of the room I turn to Thalia, "Why do I have to be in the talent show with you?"

"You waked me up, BEFORE class is over!" Thalia argued.

"That's because I need a partner! And when the teacher walked to our table to check on us, you will be caught sleeping in class. How do I know your going to shout out monster?" I complained.

"You better not give me one of those stupid, common names in the play." Thalia said ignoring my question. Weird. I'll talk to her later.

"How about Mary-Sue? Or Elizabeth?"

"No, no, no," Thalia said raising her hands in surrender. Then I start giggling, which soon turned into laughing. Thalia started laughing too.

"Ladies!" Ms. Dewey called again. We stopped laughing instantly.

"Come on Mary, let's finish this," I smiled

"Who are we going to choose? I don't know much about the Renaissance."

"Oh Elizabeth, you have a architect-in-learning right beside you! Leave it to me."

"Don't call me Elizabeth or Mary, Annabeth."

We burst out laughing once more, but this time I got control of myself.

"How about Leonardo Da Vinci?" I suggested.

"Okay."

"He's one of Athena's half-blood child."

"Then this is going to be easy."

"Uh-huh." I said as I took out my notebook and remembered a teensy little problem.

I have dyslexia.

"Um…" Thalia muttered. Oh gods.