TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE DAY! I'm amazing, right? (Haha, sarcasm and yeh, I am a sarcastic person.)
Did that really just happen? Did Drew really pull my chair back? Did I actually fall on my butt and splatter pudding all over my clothes?
I sighed, feeling like a complete idiot. I spread my legs out and flopped my arms to the side of the chair. I leaned my head back and stared at the ceiling.
"Annabeth! Please don't do that! Its looks like your unconscious! I don't want the principal to walk in and see that I have a half-dead student in my room! What is she going to think of me?" Mrs. Beauregard cried
I straightened myself and smiled at her. "Sorry Mrs. Beauregard."
Okay, so now you're thinking, where was I? I'm in the teacher lounge. I just learned that theres a washing machine and dryer in there. I guess we learn things everyday. Who was Mrs. Beauregard? Well, she was Silena's mom. I sometimes felt sorry for her...I mean she was all alone. Her daughter was dead and her lover was in jail.
Silena used to look like a minature Mrs. Beauregard. They both had black hair and blue eyes. The difference was that Mrs. Beauregard's hair was wavy while Silena's hair used to be straight.
Mrs. Beauregard was the school's health teacher, but she was the only teacher I got the chance to get close with. The other teachers...well I don't what they think.
"Annabeth if you're done day-dreaming, you can pick up your shirt now." Mrs. Beauregard said.
I blinked and saw her holding up my crop-top. I stood up and grinned. "Thanks a lot."
Mrs. Beauregard had a twinkle in her eyes. She shook the shirt once more and handed it to me. "No problem. But you should hurry. You wouldn't want that young man to wait for you all day, would you?"
"Who?" I asked. I looked at the door to see Percy leaning against the doorway, staring at me with a smile in his eyes. I shook my head and thanked Mrs. Beauregard one last time. Then I grabbed my bookbag and hurried out the door, ignoring Percy.
"Hey, wait up!" Percy called behind me. I didn't feel like saying anything back.
"Don't tell me your mad at me." Percy said, grinning at me.
"I'm not." I replied. I looked at my phone. 2:50 PM. School ends in 10 minutes. No point of going back to class now, especially since I had P.E. Suddenly my phone disappeared from my hand and reappeared in Percy's hands.
"Hey!" I exclaimed, trying to grab it out of his hands. Percy moved away from me, typing something into my phone. "Percy! Give me my phone back!"
"Here, catch." Percy teased, throwing my phone. I lunged out my hands and caught it. Percy laughed at me.
"That wasn't funny!" I exclaimed, glaring at him. "And what did you do to my phone?"
"Relax. I just put in my number...y'know...incase you wanted to talk. Catch up on things we miss." Percy said, shoving his hands in his pockets.
I stared at my phone. "Thanks. I'll guess I'll text you some time."
Percy flashed me a big smile, like he was relieved. But then it disappeared as soon as someone called my name.
I turned around. It was Spencer with the rest of his jock friends. "Annabeth, you know we have P.E. right now."
Spencer put his hand on my shoulder, but I shook it off. Then he looked at Percy and laughed. "Hey look, its the new guy. What are you doing? Don't tell me your skipping class. Aren't you afraid you'll get in trouble with your dad?"
Percy cleared his throat. "Actually, I have a free period right now. What about you?"
"I just came over to pick up Annabeth. I want the bad girl to be my personal cheerleader." Spencer said, winking at me. Those last two words were like poison. Personal cheerleader? Please, I would rather be apart of the "princesses" with Drew and Rachel than be his personal cheerleader.
Brring! The last bell! How lucky was I today?
"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow Annabeth." Spencer said sweetly to me. Then he looked at Percy. "And you too, Prissy."
Once Spencer's obnoxious laughing was gone, I looked up and saw Percy studying me. I cleared my throat and brought him back to reality.
"Excuse me. I have to go." I said.
"Yeah, I do too." Percy replied. Then he just walked passed me. I felt offended by his action. Rude, wasn't it? I thought it was.
Yeah, yeah so I got stuck on this chapter. They call it "writer's block", right? Anyways, this chapter may not be as good as my first or second chapter. I know, i know, its kinda sucks now that I read it over and blah, blah, blah :P Just give me a break, i'm trying! .
Hey, if you guys don't mind...could I have some ideas? Writer's block, remember. I probably just need a nap or something to get ideas again. But yeah, I accept advice and suggestions.
I know you might have some questions about "Mrs. Beauregard"...but I did my best on her. Might not be perfect, but hey, I tried!
Thanks for reading and review? :)
