AN: Shout out to: DaughterofPoseidon32498 The smileys with mustaches are hilarious but everyone's reviews make my day! :{D MUSTACHE SMILEYS FOR EVERYONE! Keep up the reviews! Ok, so, I decided to have some fun at the beginning of the chapter, then Annabeth starts school with Percy and…Rachel. So that should be interesting. Sorry if this chapter seems rushed, but I just wanted to get another key plot point in there. Ok, Happy reading!

CHAPTER FOUR – GREAT! ANOTHER DAY OF LIVING!

After my dream that I had last night I've been a little off. First, my mom noticed. It was the whole Percy-are-you-ok? and then the whole Mom-I'm-Fine thing. The next person to notice was Annabeth. But yeah, being Annabeth, she took it a little differently. What? You don't understand? Ok, ok. Then let me show you.

After I could get past my mom bothering me about what was wrong and all that junk I was on my way to Annabeth's apartment.

I love living in New York. I really do. Some people may go to New York, see how big it is, and then say something like, "Oh I could never live there, it's just not for me." But not me. New York may be big and all but you really get used to the city. If you go to one part, it will most likely look the same in another part of the city, if you catch my drift. The reason I love New York is because I just feel like I…fit in here, like I belong. There is such a different variety of people and you don't really know the background of any of them. So I can be just Percy Jackson in New York. Not Perseus Jackson, Son of the Sea God. Yeah, that's where I was going with this whole ramble.

So anyway, I was walking down my street, hearing the cabs and people around me, and I just thought, I want a donut. Yeah, I know, this isn't the Percy Jackson you know, but life is just so different without the weight of the prophecy on my shoulders.

As I passed Annabeth's apartment building I saw her head come out of the window in her room. "Hey, Seaweed Brain! Where are you going?" she called.

"I'm going to get a donut, want to come?" I asked.

"Sure!" Annabeth called back from the fifth floor. She held up one finger, signaling she would be down in a minute. I walked back to her building's door and leaned against a wall waiting for her.

Soon Annabeth came out and she was pulling me away from the door, dragging me to Dunkin Donuts. "Gosh, Annabeth, you don't have to man handle me," I taunted. Annabeth gave me a stern glare, let go of me, and waited for me to follow, not that I didn't know the way or anything, but that's just Annabeth.

As Annabeth and I walked into Dunkin Donuts, the aroma of coffee and – what else – donuts filled my senses. Annabeth and I walked up to the counter and ordered what we wanted and then headed to a booth in the side of the store.

I was so hungry that while I was eating my donut and sipping on my hot coffee I didn't even notice that Annabeth had one of the biggest smiles on her face. It was just one of those smiles that only Annabeth can have: happy, sometimes devious, and beautiful…wait! Hold on! Did I just say…beautiful??? Gosh, my mind must really be screwed up today.

"What are you smiling about?"

"I don't know – it's just – I've never really went out and bought a donut," Annabeth said, almost embarrassed.

"You've never gotten a donut before? Not even when you lived with your dad?"

"Nope."

"Well, there's a first for every thing," I said. Annabeth laughed. I then looked down and started playing with my napkin, thinking about my dream.

"You ok, Seaweed Brain? You're acting a little off today," Annabeth said.

"What? Oh, um—" Ding! The door opened and a girl wearing a cheerleader's uniform walked in. She stopped at the door, surveyed the store, and then walked to the counter to place her order.

"Does that, um, cheerleader seem…different to you?" I asked Annabeth.

Annabeth looked to where my gaze was directed. "If you're inferring that she's an empousa…I don't think she is." Annabeth shrugged. "Anyway, she's wearing a Goode cheer uniform, haven't you seen her before?"

"Yeah, I guess I have. Are you ready to go back?" I asked once I noticed that Annabeth had finished.

"Yep."

Annabeth and I stood up, and walked out of Dunkin Donuts, throwing away our trash as we walked by a trash can.

"So what do you need help with?" I asked as we passed the corner onto Annabeth's street.

"You killed my sisters."

I turned around quickly and Annabeth and I were face to face with the cheerleader in Dunkin Donuts, an empousa. I had been right.

"Yeah, so what if I did?" I asked bravely. "Want me to kill you too?"

The empousa pounced towards me but I was too slow to avoid her. She transformed as she came at me and her teeth tried to rip at my skin, but there was not a scratch as the outcome. Ah, the glory of bathing in the River Styx. The empousa looked at me strangely but then went straight for Annabeth.

I was faster than the empousa this time, pulling out Riptide and uncapping it, but apparently Annabeth could see this coming too. She had her dagger pulled out, and was trying to get at the empousa. The empousa dodged every strike from Annabeth and as I saw an opportunity, I slowly came around the back of the empousa and slashed Riptide into her. The empousa then exploded into yellow sand, blowing away, her body turned into oblivion.

"Empousi are always so annoying, always acting like the average stereotypical cheerleader, except for the fact they have fangs and a whole lot of other weird stuff that sure isn't human," I said. Annabeth laughed.

"Yeah, ok. Let's just try to get back to my apartment without being attacked again, and then you can continue with your rambling."

As you can see, Annabeth being Annabeth took a different approach to the dream I had last night unsettling me. Of course, even if Annabeth truly wanted to know what my dream was about, I wouldn't tell her. The dream kept me thinking all day seeing as most half-blood dreams come true. Would this one come true?

The next day my mom had picked me driven me up to school along with Annabeth (we thought we would carpool since we are neighbors and her brothers have to get to school around the same time) who was analyzing the architecture of the school by the time we pooled up.

"Have a nice day, Percy," my mom said as I got out of the car. I gave her a small smile. "And I hope you have a good first day, Annabeth."

"Thank you, Ms. Jackson," Annabeth said as she also smiled at my mom on her way out. As my mom drove away, Annabeth and I walked up to Goode High School.

"Well, welcome to Goode High School," I said. "Try not to blow it up."

Annabeth and I both started laughing after what I said and she replied, "Seaweed Brain, it's you that blows up schools, not me."

"Ha ha, yeah you're right. Anyway, let's go on in." I led Annabeth to the office where she could get her schedule and all that junk and told her I would come find her.

"Hey," A voice said from behind me. I turned around and saw Rachel. I raised my eyebrows.

"Sorry I missed your call," she said, "I was busy."

"Oh, that's ok." I saw Annabeth walk out of the office and looking down at what seemed to be a map. "Hey, I gotta go, Annabeth's new and all and I should help her out. See you at lunch," I told Rachel then walked over to Annabeth.

"Hey, so…what class do you have first?" I asked Annabeth.

"Hold on," she said as she sorted through about a million papers looking for her schedule. Once she pulled it out she trailed her finger down and stopped at first period. "Physical Science."

"Cool, so do I. So, you can just follow me there." Annabeth nodded in reply as I led her to Physical Science, my books already in my hands.

I walked into room 403 and walked up to Mr. Keener. "Um, Mr. Keener," I said trying to Mr. Keener's attention since he was leaning over looking for something in the drawers of his desk.

"Ah, yes, Percy, good morning," Mr. Keener said trying to be polite. No teachers ever liked me. Well, except for Paul who is this year's English teacher and most of the history teacher's I have had.

"This is Annabeth Chase. She's new," I introduced Annabeth as she stepped forward. Mr. Keener picked up his class list and his eyes analyzed it until he looked up and nodded at her.

"Well, welcome to Goode, Annabeth." Mr. Keener then walked to a cabinet next to his desk and pulled out a large textbook and walked back over to Annabeth and I. He handed Annabeth the textbook.

"This will be your Physical Science textbook. I expect you to get it covered and to keep it in great shape," Mr. Keener instructed.

"Yes, sir," Annabeth answered. Mr. Keener gave her a polite little smile and nodded for me to show her to her seat.

I slightly tugged on Annabeth's arm as she followed me. I sat down in my own seat and pointed at the one next to me, which was the only seat left. Annabeth slowly sat down in her seat and looked at the cover of the science book waiting for class to start. Class, as usual, was uber boring and I almost fell asleep being as tired as I was.

I felt something poking me on my shoulder and I opened my eyes to see Annabeth standing in front of me. "Class is over, Seaweed Brain. And you be lucky you didn't fall asleep because you know you…drool, so yeah." I gave a pathetic little laugh and followed her out to the hallway and asked her what class she had next. "English," she answered. Paul's class. The same process happened all over again: I lead her to the right room, introduced her to the teacher (who already knew her, of course), and tried to avoid falling asleep. The whole day happened like that. Annabeth and I ended up having all of the same morning classes. I guessed it was because we both had dyslexia and it would be easiest that way.

Morning classes were now over and I walked with Annabeth to the cafeteria, talking animatedly. We were laughing at all the embarrassing things teachers did today and also at the way some kid in front of us was so tired he would put his head down on his desk then lift it back up repeatedly his eyes widening every time he came back up.

I led Annabeth over to my usual table, Rachel already sitting there eating her sandwich. Annabeth was smart enough to bring her own lunch today. I never bought, I mean, if you saw what our food looked like, I don't think you would either. It just doesn't look safe.

I could tell that through the whole lunch period Annabeth and Rachel did not feel comfortable about each other, but they both contributed to the conversations we had. Soon lunch was over and Annabeth and I had math next. She went to a separate math class (she is of course super smart in math so…) and I went to my own class. I was always somehow able to understand the numbers used in math despite my dyslexia. Must have something to do with Greek numbers or something. Math ended quickly, thank the gods for that. My last class was the elective I chose, mythology.

I was surprised Annabeth also chose that class as her elective since she had taken been taking mythology at camp since she was seven. But I was still happy we had that class together. Rachel also had mythology with me and Annabeth, so that should be interesting.

I went to my locker to retrieve my books for mythology class and then met up with Annabeth to guide her to the class. I then introduced her to the teacher and I sat down in my seat, anticipating my favorite class to start. Once the bell rang, Mr. Forner, the teacher, waited for everyone to quiet down before he started talking.

"Ok class," he started, "today we will be starting a project on Greek mythology." Hehe, easy A, I thought. "You will be working in groups of three for this project." Once he had said that everyone started talking to each other forming groups. "Assigned groups," Mr. Forner said over everyone's voices. Everyone stopped talking immediately.

"First group," Mr. Forner continued, "Percy Jackson, Rachel Dare, and Annabeth Chase." Great! I thought happily. This project is going to be awesome. I looked over at Annabeth who was smiling at me and then over at Rachel. Rachel looked over at me and then glared at Annabeth. Great! I thought sarcastically. This project is going to suck!

AN: Ok, that was chapter four, again, sorry if it seemed rushed. So I have decided to get this story really going now. Meaning in the next few chapters……Haha you'll just have to wait. If you have any ideas for this story, please send them to me, it will make this easier to write.

Warning: Your computer will soon become infested with Percabeth…you were warned…

~ Cassandra = D