7


They're always watching.


Eric smiled as he looked at the picture of a beautiful dirty blonde inside of Percy Jackson's locker. As if he could ever have such a beautiful girlfriend. The jerk probably couldn't even get a girl to look at him.

Eric had been the Goode High swimming team captain for two years before Percy Jackson had decided to join. He had crushed Eric by four seconds on breaststroke, nearly beating Michael Phelps and putting a new record into school archives.

Percy Jackson was definitely on steroids, he had decided. There was no other way such a lame kid could be so fast.

The jerk acted so suspicious, Eric was surprised that he hadn't been kicked out of the school yet, despite the fact that his step-father was an English teacher. He had gone on an exchange program with his cousin for six months? Doubtful. Jackson didn't have the brains for it.

He, on the other hand, did. Eric Wood was a straight-A student, and there was no reason Percy Jackson should beat him in anything. He reached for the picture of the obviously fake blonde girl, ready to rip into pieces when-

"Is there a reason you're stealing a picture of me from my boyfriend's locker?" a calm, deadly voice asked from behind him.

Eric turned around and dropped the picture in shock as the same blonde from the photo stared him down. He took in her figure and smiled. "Hi there, beautiful."

"Are you making moves on my girlfriend?" Eric turned around once again to see Percy Jackson walking menacingly towards him, his hand on the pen that was always in his pocket.

"Ooh, so scary, Jackson," Eric teased in a babyish voice. "Are you going to hurt me with your pen? Anyway, no way this hottie is your girlfriend."

The blonde raised an eyebrow as Percy walked past Eric and kissed the girl on the forehead. She smiled adoringly at him. "Her name is Annabeth. Call her something like 'hottie' one more time and I'll punch you into next week."

'Annabeth' narrowed her eyes at him. "I'd do it myself, actually. I'm not scared of some kid who has the nerve to break into your locker like that."

Eric started backing away from the couple slowly. Those girl's eyes - grey eyes - were scary."I, er, didn't mean any harm, actually. See you later, Jackson." He turned and started to walk away.

"Not so fast, Wood," Percy's voice stopped him. Eric turned around slowly to see glaring green eyes in his face.

"Break into my locker again and I'll break your face. Understood?" he towered above him.

With a quick nod, Eric was gone.