All But Forgotten

by daughterofwisdomandwater

Annabeth gets pregnant at age 22, with triplets. No biggie, until Rachel just has to go and spoil it with a prophecy. I mean, seriously? Thalia and Nico adopt their youngest, a little girl, at age six. But when they move back to San Francisco, and the gang reunites, well, what could go wrong? Everybody will be a big happy family, right? Hahahahano. First fanfic, please review!

4. Chapter 4

Special thanks to VirtualViola03, my first reviewer. Also to:

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For favoriting/following. Love ya'll! Now I know that the other parts of the story were a bit rushed, so I'll slow down now. But I'm heading straight to day one of school cause moving is boring. Please review, it would help a lot!

~Daughterofwisdomandwater

I walked into the dull, crowded hall, and saw all sorts of people staring and whispering around me. I had just come from the principal's office, in October, nobody knew me, and I had different colored eyes. I knew people would talk. Also, I got my schedule from the previously mentioned office. It says:

1st Period: Math; Mrs. Horton

2nd Period: Ancient Greek; Mrs. Jackson

3rd Period: English; Mr. Saval

4th Period: History; Ms. Noble

5th Period: Lunch

6th Period: Gym; Mr. Jackson

7th Period: Science; Mr. Marqet

Whew, the language is Greek. I would have failed any other language, probably. And Thals would have laughed at me, and Nico would have scolded her, 'cause that's how our family does things. "Hey, freak!"some kid, with auburn hair, blue eyes, and a straight nose yelled. He looked athletic. Probably some popular kid that everybody here had a crush on. Definitely an eighth grader. I sighed. This school was gonna be like every other school I've been to, with stereotypical mean bully jocks, probably stupid, and as far as I can tell, girls who look like they've just been in an explosion of clown makeup and barbie clothes. "I have a name! It's Bianca. Bianca Smith." We don't use our real last names when we go places, because people want to find Nico and Thalia. They don't even use their real first name, just generic ones. I can keep my name though, because nobody knows me. The boy looked confused about my earlier statement, probably not used to being stood up to, when he came up with something he seemed to like. "How about Freakanca? Ya know, 'cause you're a freak!" I smiled sweetly. "That's very clever. You must make your mother sooooo proud." He sneered, and stared at me for a second before his brain processed the sarcasm dripping off my remark. "Why, you little bra-" he yelled before being cut off. "Daniel, what did I say about picking on people?" a girl who looked a whole lot like me asked. She had black hair, eyes that looked like my eyes, but the two colors mixed, and tan skin. But her face, it was so...me? She was very pretty, but her eyes weren't kind, they were very cold. Mine were not exactly welcoming, but they weren't mean. They just had a hard edge to them. "It's only funny when you do it, sweetheart," he sighed. Did this girl really have a boyfriend at fourteen? That's ridiculous, at least to me. I've never really taken an interest in any boys, none of them were ever nice to me. Nico and Thalia both greatly appreciated this. "Okay, Daniel, just run along now. I have business to take care of," she said in a sickly sweet tone. Daniel walked off grumbling, probably headed to his locker. Seriously, why do people hang out by their lockers? I never understood that. "Okay, Bianca, here's how things work. Me and my girls, Taylor, Brittany, and Jessica (A/N No offense to any people w these names!) own this school, along with Daniel, who is my boyfriend, Gabe, Joseph, and Jack. Don't come near us or threaten our status. If you do we will ruin you! You can only be friends with the nerds, who probably won't even talk to you, or the freaks, who are a bundle of fun, if you like being an outcast. My brother, who is a shame to the family, is one of those...things. Charlie Jackson is a complete and total loser!" She then started walking away, signaling to the girls trailing behind her to follow. They looked like baby ducks following their mommy. "Oh, and keep your grubby mitts off Daniel!" I sighed, chuckling. Me, want Daniel? Apparently it wasn't blondes that were the dumb ones. I sighed again, thinking that if I had friends they would laugh. Which brought me back to the main issue. Friends. These so called freaks probably won't take me either. Wait, did she say Jackson? Why does that name sound familiar? I dunno, but if I'm late to my first class on my first day, the teachers will NOT have a good impression on the first day. I may be smart, borderline genius, but I just can't seem to stay out of trouble at school! And trust me, I cannot get kicked out of this one, 'cause Thals says she'll homeschool me if I do.

¡Yay line break!

"Class, turn to page 394 in your textbook! This will be your homework tonight! You may start it during the last ten minutes of class! Begin!" the teacher yelled. Gods woman, stop yelling! Great, now she's got me doing it too! I took out a book to read, Architecture: What the Romans Built, because I had already finished my homework, not even noticing it was in Ancient Greek, when the boy sitting next to me whispered,"Hey, you're Bianca, right? I'm Charlie Jackson. You have lovely eyes. And your hair is pretty cool, too." He had Silena's eyes, only one was slightly grayer, and the other slightly greener, but not very noticeably. Blond hair with one gray tinge, again not very noticeable. And his face looked like mine! "Hi. Umm, thanks?" I mumbled, just loud enough so that he could hear. He grinned and said,"Do you wanna sit with my friends and me at lunch?" "Sure?" I answered confusedly, just as the bell rang.

¡Yay line break!

After a rushed changing of classes, I walked into Greek class. The teacher, Mrs. Jackson, said,"Hello, dear, just take a seat anywhere you want. Bianca Smith, correct?" As the rest of the class filed in, Mrs. Jackson said,"Class, please take your seats and settle down. There is a new student here today. Miss, could you come up and tell us a little bit about yourself?" As I made my way up the stairs, I noticed Silena's leg stuck as if to trip me. So, I waited til the last second, making it appear as though I hadn't noticed it, then stepped over it. A few chuckles and smiles were earned as I stuck my tongue out at her. I was soon standing in front of all the desks, and said,"Hi, my name is Bianca Smith. I live with my parents Lily and James, who adopted me when I was six. I can read, write, and speak Greek as well as English, and I love swimming." Mrs. Jackson's eyes were slightly wider now, and she was looking at me thoughtfully. "Thank you, Bianca. Now we will be starting a new unit in here," she said calmly as I walked back to my seat. No more tricks from Silena, but I knew she was upset that I didn't trip. Sadistic little girl, feeling joy from others pain and humiliation. When I sat down, I sorta zoned out for about the rest of class. When we had three minutes left of class, Mrs. Jackson asked, "Well, Miss Smith?" I blushed, embarrassed, then said,"I'm sorry, could you repeat the question? ADHD tends to make it hard to focus, ma'am." She smiled, her face softening some, and responded,"Of course. I understand, I have ADHD also. Silena asked you to prove that you spoke Greek, and I asked if you could list all the Greek heroes, please." Apparently Silena was out to get me, but I knew I could beat her out at this. So in Greek, I listed all of the known heroes. Then, realizing that as great of a teacher Mrs. Jackson was, she probably didn't know half of what I was saying. So I decided to have some fun, and at the same time pay tribute to some amazing but not very well known people. So, in rapid fire Greek, I said,"There are some great heroes that are not heard of, who probably are the reason you were able to be born." Mrs. Jackson tilted her head sideways, and looked confused, with her arms crossed. She probably thought that this was some kind of joke. Detention was to be expected, but it would be worth it. These people were awesome, and deserve any recognition I could give them. Mrs. Jackson looked as if she was going to say something, but I had to get this out of my system first. "Bianca DiAngelo, Zöe Nightshade, Silena Beauregard, Charles Beckendorf, Luke Castellan, Annabeth Chase, Percy Jackson, Piper McLean, and Leo Valdez." I looked up at her. She had tears traced down her cheeks. Again, I thought she was about to say something, when the bell rang. A swell of kids charged out of the room like it was on fire, and I went back to the desk I was sitting at to get my purple bag with silver chevron. When I passed the teacher's desk, though, Mrs. Jackson stood up. She looked at me and said,"You're not a monster, but you're not a demigod, satyr, or nymph, either. I won't ask yet, but you need to promise me that you'll come to my kid's birthday barbecue tonight. We can talk there. And Bianca, don't go easy on Silena. We've tried to teach her to be good, but she won't listen. Please try and knock some sense into her." Boy oh boy, I just couldn't wait for lunch.

I'm just gonna skip to lunch from there, 'cause nothing interesting is going to happen. Do you like how I kept them oblivious? Oh, and Bianca no longer resents her biological parents.

~Daughterofwisdomandwater