Update. Apparently that word doesn't exist in my dictionary.
Annabeth's POV
I hope Percy freaking Jackson get citric acid in his eyes. You know why? Because he is a complete and utter idiot and I cannot believe such stupidity can exist in a human being. It all started in my junior year…
"Everyone better be on the field in 10 minutes for posture exercises!" Malcolm, the drum major yelled. I rolled my eyes. Malcolm was such a stickler for the rules. I guess it's a good thing, since our marching band hasn't lost a competition in seven years but that boy needs to lighten up. And get a girlfriend. And stop wearing those ridiculous polos.
I went to the guard closet and started pulling out flags, rifles, and sabres. I wondered how the weather was because spinning in the rain sucked. (A/N: "Spinning" is the technical term for doing guard work. "Work" is the shortened word that guard members use to refer to the actual moves they do on the field). It was also the first time I'd march out on the new field here. See, my school, East Coast Academy merged with the Goode School Trojans and since they had better facilities, all of us were forced to move over to this school.
"Yo Annabeth, hurry up." A commanding voice came from somewhere behind me, "I have snare drums to find, and freshmen to bully." I smirked as I turned around to see my best friend, Thalia. She was the battery section leader and her personality…well let's just say that Thalia isn't your typical girl. She was about my height, 5' 7" (a/n: if that's wrong, too bad) but we couldn't be further apart physically. I had shoulder length wavy blond hair, she had spiky straight black hair that just reached her neck. I had only one lobe piercing in one year while Thalia had two lobe piercing in each ear and some cartilages. I couldn't even keep track of them. Her eyes were bright blue while mine were gray. Though we made a somewhat odd pair, we had been best friends since the sixth grade and that wasn't about to change anytime soon.
"Thalia! What have I told you about bullying the freshmen!..." I saw her start to sputter, "…without me?" I finished off with a laugh.
"Phew. For a second I thought you were serious there." She clutched her heart dramatically. Thalia was a drama queen and a pretty decent actress too. She was really good at impersonating people too.
I chuckled, " 'rite, off to the field we go!"
-10 minutes later-
"Why is the football team still here?" Thalia grumbled. I looked up to see them sulking on the bleachers.
"They're on the bleachers so who cares?" Now don't get me wrong, I'm actually a hardcore Giants fan and I actually understand football. But if I have to choose between marching band and football, let's just say it's an easy decision to make. After calf raises, the most wonderful things ever invented (note the sarcasm), the colorguard broke off from the band to warm up.
"5. 6. 5, 6, 7, 8…"our instructor Jen called out as we warmed up on flag. Afterwards we broke off into rifle and sabre groups and did basic warm-ups.
"YO, THEY HAVE WEAPONS? IS THAT EVEN ALLOWED?" I looked up to see someone from the football team standing up and pointing at us. It was some guy with dirty blond hair who was looking at us with a mixture of aw and fear.
"Travis, shut the hell up. Do you think they'd be allowed to have actual weapons? You're so stupid." Another guy with black hair and dark eyes replied with an eye roll.
"Oh. I see." Travis turned back to the guard, "My bad!"I felt my lips twitch slightly. It always amused me to see people freak out at our 'weapons'. Our rifles were made of wood and our sabres were taped. Still, carrying around a rifle made me feel a little bit more bad ass than I actually was.
I heard Miss Ari calling us towards the bleachers and I frowned. This was practice, not social hour! What was she thinking? Resigned, I sighed and grabbed my rifle on the way. I squeezed in between Thalia and Katie and I heard Thalia muttering a string of profanities under her breath. I looked at her curiously but she refused to meet my eyes. Huh.
Just then I noticed the football team gathering on the other side of the band. What was going on?
Miss Ari and a man that I assumed was the football coach stood on a slightly raised platform so that we could all see them.
"We've gathered the Good Olympian football team and marching band together in the hopes of forming a good relationship between the two groups." Miss Ari began. She turned to the football team, "My name is Miss Ari, and I'm the marching band director. And this is Coach D." She directed the last statement to the band.
Coach D then started a rather long and boring speech about teamwork and friendship and stuff…I think the only person who was listening was Miss Ari, who was looking at him in…admiration? Ew…
I shuffled my way to the back of the group when I accidentally bumped into someone. I muttered a quick apology and then tried to shuffle my way back to between Thalia and Katie when I felt someone grab my wrist. I felt my eye twitch. Physical contact is not something I enjoy.
"What's with the gun?" I heard him mutter in my ear.
"Let go of me." I snapped under my breath.
"Seriously, is it loaded?" he asked back.
"Only for you." I tried to say irritably, but unfortunately it did not come out that way. Instead it sounded somewhat suggestive. He chuckled and that was the last straw. I wrenched my hand out of his and turned around to see a guy with messy black hair and SEA GREEN eyes (lol anyone get the reference? Read "Your Typical NonDemigod Percabeth Story" if you don't) smirking at me.
Needless to say, I sincerely hoped he'd get run over by a car right then and there.
Ever since that fateful meeting, Percy freaking Jackson has believed that I am insanely in love with him. Nothing could be further from the truth.
Review! What do you think should happen? Basically the story will take place in their senior year, but I'll probably include many flashbacks to their junior to explain their story. Sorry for the late update… :(
And yes, I shall include Thalico. and Tratie. And pretty much all the other couples we know and love.