CHAPTER 1
As the click of heels pattered across the tiles of the dreary halls of Goode High School, the wave of students chattering next to their lockers parted like the Red Sea, as the most popular girl in school, walked down the hall. She was Annabeth Chase, she thought to herself with a smirk on her face, of course they would do that. After all, everyone knew her, and everyone adored her.
She was the most stubborn person you could ever meet, but don't let that fool you. She was also the kindest, until you did something bad. Then all hell would really be unleashed. There was nobody quite like Annabeth Chase.
ANNABETH POV
Walking down the halls, I flashed smiles at everyone as they parted and began to greet me. However, I really only had the time to talk to three girls as they approached me. My best friends.
Piper approached me, her choppy, yet effortlessly glamorous hair waving behind her as she walked up. I would be kidding if I said that she wasn't the prettiest person I had ever met. That was to be expected, though, considering her parents were actor Tristan McLean, and supermodel Aphrodite Olympus. All the boys stopped to stare as she spoke animately with me, her kaleidoscope eyes shining in the light. "Hey Anna, did you hear the news?"
"Woah, hold up Pipes. Give poor Bethie time to breathe first," Thalia said, smiling wickedly as she inspected her chipped black nails. She knew just how much I hated that, and her style represented her annoying, but never ill-meant humor. She was dressed in all black, per usual, blue streaks running down the short length of her hair. I was in the process of glaring at her, when another voice interrupted.
"It's fine, Annabeth, I've got you covered," a timid voice interjected as I broke my stare at Thalia. I looked down to see the owner of the voice smiling shyly at me. Little Hazel Levesque, two years younger but still one of the best friends I have ever had the pleasure of making. She might seem like an innocent, shy girl at first. But once you really get to know her, she could be just as wild as any other.
"Thanks Hazel. Anyways, what news?" I asked, curiosity in my voice.
"Um, only the most epic club is opening this weekend, and I've got a way in," Piper said, smiling with satisfaction.
"That's great, but how?" Hazel replied, looking worried.
"Easy," Piper replied. "My dad knows some people. I don't know for sure, but I'm pretty sure that they'll let us in."
At this point, worry flooded into my brain. How do I tell my friends that I can't go to the event of the year? They know about my overprotective dad, but I didn't want to disappoint them.
As soon as I told them, they weren't fazed at all. "Obviously, we're just gonna have to break you out!" Thalia replied nonchalantly.
"Thals, are you crazy?" I exclaimed.
"Dead serious, we're getting you in the club. Everyone will expect Miss Popular to be there."
Knowing that I had no way out of this, I agreed reluctantly, sighing as the girls squealed with excitement.
—-TIMESKIP—-
I'm just gonna spare you the rest of the day. Boring classes, but tons of homework. I'm lucky that I attend the most prestigious public high school in all of New York, I just use that as my excuse as to why I'm never out of the house.
I was legitimately worried as I drove up to my mini mansion-sized house. My dad always jokingly threatened that he would shoot anyone or anything that put me in harm's way, and let's just say that he takes this to the extreme.
I wouldn't be worried, but he was a police officer, he carried a freaking shotgun with him at all times. Not only was he a police officer, he was the most well-known police officer in the area. Everyone knew his name, and his vendetta against "Jackson", the infamous twenty year old drug lord stirring up trouble everywhere. I've never seen what he looks like, but I know all about him. He runs the largest crime circle in New York, dabbling in all areas of crime, from drugs, to human trafficking, to even murder. Needless to say, I'd never be seeing him for as long as my father was around.
I arrived home, and entered to see my father sitting at the kitchen table. "Hiya Princess, how was school?" he asked.
"School was great, Daddy," I replied. In a rush, I let out, "My friends want to come over to sleep at our house tomorrow, Daddy. Can they?"
"Well, who are the friends?" He asked with suspicion in his tone.
"Oh, just Piper, Hazel, and Thalia."
"Those young ladies? Of course they can come over, provided that you do not leave the house."
Victory! "Thanks, Daddy," I said as I went up to my room. Closing the door, I texted all three girls. Looks like we're having a sleepover tomorrow. ;)
