Do not own PJO. If I did there would have been a prologue at the end of Blood of Olympus to end the series epically. Special shout out to Guest and bre-seaspawn for being my first 2 reviewers, another shout-out to Mossfrost, Sora Loves Rain and ylhallman99 for being 3 of the first to favorite my story and to Catnip-wisegirl, SilverHuntress, ylhallman99 and bre-seaspawn for being the first 4 to follow my story and thankyou to all the people who have been taking time out of their day to read my story. It means a lot to me thanks guys.

Now, on with the story!

Chapter 4: Medieval speech+my friends=happiness

Rachel looked like a piece of walking gold. She wore a glittery gold tank-top, a shiny gold skirt that went down to her knees, a gold headband kept her hair out of her face and a pair of knee-high gold boots were on her feet. She also had gold eye shadow and her lips were stained red from lipstick.

As soon as the limo left I ran to her side, "What the heck happened Rach? You look like a gold glitter bomb exploded on you." I whispered as we headed for the door in a fast pace.

"That's actually pretty close to the truth Anna." Rachel smiled. Thalia opened the doors while Rach and I headed inside going straight for the girls' bathroom. "Do have the change of clothes?"

"Sure do." I smiled lifting up the bag. Rachel gave a sigh of relief before opening the door to the girls' bathroom and hurrying inside. I gave Rachel the bag of clothes and she went into a stall to change.

About 3-6 minutes later Rachel came out with the gold stuff in the bag. She was wearing a pair of paint/marker stained jeans, a pair of navy blue converse, a surprisingly clean purple t-shirt and her red hair was held up by a green bandana. "Ahhh, much better." Rachel sighed. "Thanks Chase, you're a life saver." she smiled.

"No prom Dare. Now, shall we get on with they's day Lady No-Longer-Gold?" I asked making a mocking a bow.

"Of course we shall oh great wise Annabeth." Rachel smiled making a mocking bow right back to me. We let out a laugh before going onward with our life and through the door to the Girls' bathroom.

"What are you laughing about?" Thalia asked.

"Nothing my dear Lady of Black." I half laughed half sighed.

"Oh, so we're doing that game huh?" Thaila asked, "Well then oh great Wise One Annabeth are you ready?"

"Ready for what dear Lady Black?" I asked.

"To live life of course!" Thalia smiled.

"I don't know." Rachel smiled.

"Don't know what?" a new voice that belonged to Nico Di Angleo asked.

"If she's ready to live life is they's answer Sir Goth." I smiled.

"Oh, well then Great Wise One Annabeth, are you ready?" Bianca asked joining in the fun.

"I do not know Leadar of Huntresses, but I do know we have to get class." I smiled waving good-bye before heading upstairs, where my locker was.

The halls around me were noisy and loud but I didn't really notice. My mind went back drifting to that raven headed boy with sea-green eyes. That look of surprise almost made me laugh every time I remembered it but that wasn't what was bothering me. It was the look he gave me afterward, through the window when Carol had been dragging me to the house. It was one of pity, still surprise, sadness and... understanding.

I shook my head. He couldn't understand her, no one could ever truly understand. Thalia is the only one who come seven close. You see her father had left her when she was 2 and then came back when she was 6. That's when her little brother was born. Only about a mouth later did her father leave again and this time it was with the baby. Thalia didn't remember the child's name thanks to the short period of time she spent with him but she did remember the blonde hair and blue eyes that he had. She also remembered the scar he had giving himself with the stapler in which she had been blamed for.

Still... after her father left her mother went crazy. She drank and tortured Thalia. When Thalia was 10 her mother passed away and with no friends or family to take care of her she went into the foster system. She has gone to many different homes over the past 7 years. Some better then others. It wasn't until 3 years ago did she find a sort of good family that at least made sure she was well cared for. They were the Johnsons and they 2 child of their own other then Thaila.

Thaila and I met when Carol had gone over to the Johnsons for tea and had dragged me along with her. Thaila and I become fast friends and we've been that way ever since even if she's a year older then me. Se gave me the hope I needed to continue through and I will always be grateful to her for that.

I give a wishful sigh before going to my locker. I unlock it quickly, drop off my back pack, grab my history textbook and my pencil bag and hurry off to the stairs which will lead my to the 3rd story of Olympus High.

I walk past my Science classroom, 301 with Mrs. Inkwell, as I hurry off to History Class. "Good-morning Chase." Mrs. Inkwell smiles at me.

"Good morning Mrs. Inkwell." I smiled back. Soon I'm in room 302(right next door) saying good-morning to my teacher, Mrs. East, as I take my seat in the far left hand corner of the room.

"Today we will be learning about the French Revolution. Now who can tell me how it started?" Mrs. East asked. I give a sigh as Annabel, the girl who seats across from me, raises her hand. "Yes Annabel?" Mrs. East asks as I settle down to learn about the French Revolution and the beginning of my day.

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