Dear Diary,

Today's pretty much the same. I went to school, went to the student council room for our daily meeting, perfected some quizzes (Math and Science) and

"Boo!" I was so shocked I abruptly straightened my back and at the same time slammed my diary shut. I didn't even finish writing! What is wrong with this guy?

"Can't you see someone's writing over here?" I said, irritated. One of the things I hated most is disturbing me while I'm working, especially if you did it in a bad way. And he just did.

"What's that? Are you writing another article about me?" he said while wiggling his eyebrow.

I rolled my eyes. "You wish. Don't be so full of yourself." True to his word, Percy Jackson have been anything but annoying.

He keeps on following me wherever I went and keeps popping up wherever I am.

This morning he saw me walking out of House 6 with some reports to deliver to the Big House. He offered to help me carry it but of course I refused. But being who he is, he didn't stop pestering me until I gave it to him. It's just a folder, for goodness sake! With only 10 pages of bond papers!

"I'm a gentleman," he had told me. Oh, please. It was just a folder. A folder. Can't a girl at least carry a folder?

Also, on the subjects where we're not classmates, he would stop at our room and call me out. There was one time when he called me because a teacher was actually looking for me but often times, he would just claim that he just wanted to say hi. After that, I would receive confused looks from my classmates and some glare from the others. Huh! As if I needed other reasons for them to hate me. They hate me enough for who knows why.

"What do you want?" I asked as I finally look up.

"I just want to have lunch with my best friend." he said and I frowned. Since when have we became best friends?

"You're not my best friend. Much less my friend." I denied but that doesn't stop him from sitting across from me and putting his tray on the table.

"Sure we are," he said with a smile. "It's been a week." He added like that'd explain everything.

"So?" I asked while raising my eyebrow and crossing my arms.

"So…" he prolonged like he doesn't know what to add, which to my guess is the case. "Here have some burger." he finally continued and I gave an exasperated sigh. First he wanted me to be his girlfriend. Then he wanted us to be friends. Now he wanted to be best friends?

"Do you always get what you wanted?" I said and looked at his tray. He have 4 burgers, 3 fries, and blue Gatorade. I wondered if he counted me when he bought all of this or he just have a big tummy. Nevertheless, I grabbed one burger. If it was possible, his smile grew wider when I did so. He said to have some so I'm gonna have some. Besides I haven't bought anything yet so this saved me some money.

"Not really," he finally said and grabbed a burger of his own. "But I really want to be your friend. And I can't do that if I let you have your way right?" He winked and I rolled my eyes, as usual.

"So what are you writing? Is it me or you're always writing something whenever you're in the cafeteria?" I like the cafeteria. This is the only place that's never empty. Chatters always filled the hall and although I should feel lonely and awkward sitting alone on the cafeteria, I don't. I would just write something on my diary to have something to do and the chatters would just remind me that I'm not alone, even if I actually am.

"It's none of your business." I said and took a bite of my burger.

"Oh, c'mon. Best friends tell each other's secrets."

I glared at him. I've always been told that I'm intimidating. And for a second, I thought I saw him flinch. It's either I imagined it or he recovered quickly. He countered my glare by sticking out his tongue.

"You're so immature." I told him.

"So I've been told." He answered nonchalantly.

I sighed and opened my diary.

Dear Diary,

Today's pretty much the same. I went to school, went to the student council room for our daily meeting, perfected some quizzes (Math and Science) and endured Percy's presence. Not that he annoys me that much, it's just that I'm not used with someone following me all around. It's weird.

There. That should be enough.

I placed my diary inside my bag and grabbed a book.

"You're reading?" I ignored him and continued eating while opening my book.

"You're reading here? Won't the noise bother you?" He asked again but I chose to ignore him again.

It's not that the noise doesn't bother me but I have this talent where I just tune out everything from my surroundings whenever I'm reading. Plus I have to walk pretty far if I wanted to read at House 6 or under my tree. This is the closest place from our room for our next subject.

"Are you ignoring me?"

"Yep, you're ignoring me."

"Great. I'm talking to myself."

.

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"La da di da di"

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I am focused on reading but I'm still aware of Percy's actions. His humming, his fingers drumming on the table and those annoying noises he made with his mouth. What finally made me look up was the first bell.

Percy was talking to one of his housemate and being the bad girl I am, I left without waiting for him.

When I got to the classroom, I noticed that only a few of my classmates were there and a note on the board.

To my dearest students (T F – 1:00 - 2:30PM)

No class for today.

- Mr. B

Apparently Mr. Bacchus decided that he's too lazy to have a class for today, again. Seriously, he only holds classes once a week instead of twice a week (supposedly Tuesdays and Fridays). He should be fired for his tardiness.

I don't want to go home yet. Besides, I gotta pick up the twins and they won't be out until 3. So I decided to go to the field.

I was in the middle of the book when my stalker finally found me. Now that I think about it, stalker has a ring to it.

"You're horrible, Annabeth." he started. "We have the same class but you didn't wait for me." True. We have the same classes except for Math, Science, and PE.

"Well, whatever. I'm used to it. It just means that I still have to win you over." He said as he sat beside me.

I returned my gaze to the book and continued reading.

After a few minutes, a phone rang. At first I thought it belongs to Percy but then I remembered it was mine. I hardly use my phone sometimes I forgot I even have one.

The one calling is an Unknown Number so I ignored it.

"Aren't you going to answer it?" Percy asked.

"Maybe it was just a prank." I said. Maybe it was just some random stranger who doesn't have anything to do but dial random numbers. I've experienced that before.

The call finally ended but after a few seconds, it rang again.

"Maybe it was important?" he said so I picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Annabeth?" Wait, is this Matthew?

"Matt, is that you?"

"Oh. Umm.. Yeah.." He stammered. Why does he sounded so nervous? Plus, they still have class by this time.

"Don't you have a class? And whose phone is this?"

"Would you please come here?" he said suddenly, his voice so soft and uneasy. I started to panic. What was wrong? Matthew never says please. Something must really be wrong.

I must have been making a weird face because Percy mouthed 'what's wrong?', concern written on his face.

"Matt? What's wrong?"

"It's…" I heard him sniff. "it's Bobby."

I don't need any other encouragement. I bolted towards the parking lot, Percy right behind me.

P.S. I have a stalker named Percy.

That sounded like a bad news.