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Why does it have to be Lukabeth?

It will only be Lukabeth door the first part of the story, but I promise that I will make it Percabeth part way through the first year at Goode. Trust me, I don't ship Lukabeth.

Anyway, enjoy the charter! 3

Percy's POV

When I got home after school, I set my backpack down on a chair at the table, then sat on the couch to relax. I turned on the TV. There was some random sit-com, and I just went with it. My entire weekend was pretty uneventful. Soon, Monday arrived. Great, I thought. The worst detention in the history of detentions is about to begin.

I did my usual routine of trying to sleep in, but getting up for blue pancakes. For some reason this morning, Paul, my step-father, was allowed to go to work late, so he gave me a ride to school. He was an English teacher at Goode. I liked having a ride to school because Paul had an awesome camaro, and I liked to show it off.

A few minutes later after being dropped off, the bell rang and we all filed in. Here goes nothing.

"Annabeth, Percy, don't forget, you two have to stay in this break and study for math!" Mrs. Dodds wickedly announced with an evil grin on her face. Honestly, it wouldn't surprise me if she turned into some mythological creature rig now and tried to kill us. Gosh, I hope she doesn't follow us to high school.

"Yes, ma'am." Annabeth grunted, her face bright red. I wasn't sure if it was a blush, or if she was just plain angry. I thin she was angry.

Detention, for the most part, was… awkward. It started out as Annabeth and I sitting in the classroom, Mrs. Dodds staring at us the whole time. We were sitting next to each other, Annabeth to my right. She opened her textbook to some page, apparently the page we had been working on earlier.

I was watching her do this and waited patiently. She looked up and said something. She looked at me expectantly and said something else. I saw her glance at Mrs. Dodds behind me and she started to bite her lip. When she looked back at me, she had on a confused expression. She waved her hand back and forth in front of my face. The gears in my brain, that had apparently stopped, started to move again.

Crap! I thought, she's talking to me and I'm just staring at her big beautiful grey eyes! Hold yourself together Percy, you idiot!

I blinked a few times to recover and said a quick "sorry" to Annabeth.

"So, do you know the answer?" She asked.

"What? Answer to what?" Now I was confused.

"The question I just asked you, like, 30 seconds ago?"

"I wasn't listening, what was the question?"

She sighed, "What's the square root of 64?"

"I don't know."

"Well think about it, then." Annabeth sounded irritated now, was it something I said?

"I don't even know what that is!"

"What what is? A square root?"

"Yeah, that."

"Do you know what a square number is?"

"Nope."

"A square root is a number that when multiplied by itself, equals a square number. So, 8 is the square root of 64, because 8x8 is 64. Got it?"

"Ummm, no, not really." I felt bad now. I don't even know why. Annabeth just seemed so frustrated with me. It's not my fault I have ADHD on top of dyslexia. If only she knew how hard this was for me.

Annabeth's POV

How can he not know what squares and square roots are!? I thought to myself angrily. We've been working on them for what, 3 weeks now? I do them for fun sometimes. How can someone with a perfectly functional mind not know something that a girl with ADHD and dyslexia knows? Life can be so messed up.

"Gosh, I swear you have seaweed where your brain should be." I mumbled to myself. Not that I would mind if heard.

"What'd you just say?" He asked innocently.

"I said, you have a brain made if seaweed."

"Umm, ouch. It's not my fault I'm not as smart as you." He raised his hands defensively.

"Hey, I wasn't born this smart. It took a lot of studying. You could be passing math to if you just, if you just..."

"If I just what? Applied myself?"

"Yes! If you would just try, you could be doing great."

"No, I couldn't."

"How do you know? Have you ever tried!"

"Look, you wouldn't understand what it's like for me. I have..." He hesitated.

"You have what?"

"Nothing."

"No, there's something. What were you about to say?"

"It's-it's none of your business." He face was turning red.

"Percy, if I knew, I might be able to help you more. If you don't think you can do this, then you're right you can't. But if I knew what your problem was, maybe we could get somewhere. Please?"

"Fine. I have ADHD and..." He trailed off.

"And what?"

"And dyslexia."

I was shocked, to say the least. I froze on the spot. That's not what I was expecting. I was beginning to think I might have pushed him. Little too far. Percy's face was like a tomato, and he looked extremely angry.

"See!? I told you you wouldn't understand! I'm not like you! You were born with a fully working brain, and I got stuck with dyslexia! You don't have the slightest idea how hard this is for me! I bet I'm the only kid in this freaking class who sees the letters on the page swirl around each other, moving around and making different words! I wake up every morning hoping I won't have to read anything out loud! I'll just screw it up anyway! So there, how can you, all might Annabeth, make any connection with that!? How are you going to help me? Do you really think you understand this!?"

"Yes Percy, I do understand what your going through." I was holding back tears And I'm sure my face was beat red.

"How? How can you possibly know what's happening to me?"

"I have ADHD and dyslexia too." He opened his sea-green eyes that he had clenched shut during his speech. His face colour began to go back to normal, and he stared at me in awe.

"Y-you do?"

"Yes, Percy I do."

FF&R! :3