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FROM GRACE.
Annabeth Pov:
I sat there, staring at the wall. What was that idiot thinking? I thought. I should've done all the talking and he takes the credit. But NO! He had to say 'he has red hair and looks like a punk rocker.' I mean seriously, how would he know that! Its not like he has met him!
"Its not wise to dwell on things," echoed the voice in my head. "It can effect important judgements. You should know that." Of course, the voice was right. I tried to put that out of my mind. "Pay attention with the important things in life. Not boys!" Wait, WHAT?!
"What boys?" I questioned in my mind.
"You know," The voice replied. "Percy, stay away from him. Remember he is a jock. They are the people that hurt you. Haven't you thought about this?" Yes, many jocks have hurt me. Taken my books away, insulted me, all that type of stuff. "He will interfere with your judgements and your life."
"But how?" I replied. "Its not like I have an important role to play in life. I'm just your typical girl, I'm not that interesting."
"You'll see in time," said the voice. I rolled my eyes. I wanted to scream out that I'm just a normal, typical girl. But I forgot I was in a classroom, with a teacher staring at me curiously. Freaky! I forgot how long I was there for, a couple of minutes, max. Ooooooppppps. I grabbed my stuff and ran out of the room. The teacher stared at me curiously as I left the room. Whats up with her? I thought.
I walked up to the tree where I sat every lunch and recess. I had a view of everything, even what Emma's gang were up to. So it was a pretty good spot. I would normally sit by myself, doing my own thing. I pretty much had no friends, everyone just ignored me and I ignored them back. But I was fine that way, I was a very independent person. I like to do things my way and my way only. I picked up my book and started to look through the designs of the architecture back then. I envied the designs, in hope I would be able to create some day. Just like the parthenon's, the ones that lasted forever. Just then a shadow loomed over me. Great, I thought. What does Emma want this time! See, she normally does stupid stuff just to annoy me. Like pouring water on my books. If you ask me that is plain stupidity, it doesn't get her anywhere. I looked up, shielding my eyes from the burst of sunlight. Carter was there, with his bag slung over my shoulder.
"Hey!" He said. "Do you mind if I sit with you, I can't find my sister." I nodded, being extra cautious. He sat down, placing his bag next to mine. I decided to use this time to question him, hoping to find out what was strange about him.
"Sooo," I said. "Where are you from?" He took a few seconds to think.
"Well, I traveled around with my Dad," He replied. "He was an egyptian archaeologist." Hmmm, this is interesting.
"Whats his name?" I questioned. "I might have heard of him." Carter looked down before he answered, twiddling his thumbs.
"Julius Kane," he said in a low, hushed tone. Wow, I didn't know that he had a son. I'm not that big of a fan but I have seen some of his books.
"Wow," I gawped. "I never knew he had a son or a daughter. You said you had a sister, right?"
"Yeah, I do have a sister," Carter replied. Just then a girl came by with caramel hair, streaked with blonde. She had a denim jacket, with blue skinny jeans and combat boots. Then a boy walked next to her. He was tall, with regal features. Like a King. He had coffee brown hair, that matched his light blue denim jacket. "Hey Sadie." Carter waved.
"Hey Mr Wikipedia!" shouted Sadie.
"Still with the nickname!" exclaimed Carter. Sadie just smirked. Sadie and the boy sat down while Carter was glaring at them. Carter introduced them to me. He said his sister was the girl, Sadie, and the boy, who was Sadie's boyfriend, was Walt. I still don't know how they are siblings, they look nothing alike.
"Urgghh," moaned Sadie. "I had greek, so boring!" Well, it couldn't have been that boring. It depends if you enjoy it or not.
"What did you do?" questioned Carter. "I couldn't have been that bad."
"Well we learn't about the roman counterparts of the greek gods,"replied Sadie.
"Well thats not that bad!" shouted Carter. "Its so easy! Athena's roman form is Minerva. Zeus's roman form is Jupiter. Poseidon's roman form is Neptune. Apollo's roman form is... give me a second." Carter scrunched his face with concentration. Sadie and Walt just stared at him, waiting for his answer. To me this was easy, his roman form is Apollo! But I waited to see what Carter would say. To test his knowledge on greek gods.
"I think its Apollo," Sadie said. "I remember the teacher saying that in class." Impressed, got it right.
"I'm pretty sure its not," replied Carter. "I'm sure they would have a different name for Apollo's roman form." Sorry Carter, they don't.
"Ummmm, not!" shouted Sadie.
"Yes, it is."
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"Give up already!"
"No!"
"Umm guys," Walt interrupted.
"WHAT!" Carter and Sadie said in unison, their heads turned sharply to glare at Walt.
"Well, I agree with Carter," said Walt cautiously. Sadie looked like she was going to murder him, I wouldn't want to get her angry. If my boyfriend disagreed with me, I would do the same thing. Sadie glared at him and folded her arms across her chest, snorting in disgust. A glitter of silver caught my eye. Sadie was wearing a silver pendant. It seemed to be a symbol of some sort. I looked at Walt, he had the same pendant. Whats up with that! "Well Carter is the smart one! So he is probably right." Sadie snorted, still glaring at Walt. I had to finally speak up.
"Well, Sadie is right," I said. Three pairs of eyes locked at mine. "Apollo is Apollo's roman form. Does that make sense?"
"HAHA!" mocked Sadie. "Told you so, I knew it. So much for you being the smart one Carter!" Carter looked at Sadie with defeat, but with a hint of confusion.
"But how," stuttered Carter.
"Haha, just accept defeat," said Sadie with triumph. After that bickering was done, I just talked to Sadie about greek stuff so she could get understand it. I found out she liked egyptian mythology, from her I may have found out some new things about egyptian mythology.
I knew the bell was going to go so I needed to get my science textbook from my locker. After I said goodbye to Sadie a hurried off to my locker. But again the same thought filled my mind. Percy. Maybe Percy isn't a jerk,, maybe he isn't so bad after all. I was finally at my locker. My locker was about half the size of me with another locker stacked on top. It was plain, white and spotless. Unlike the other lockers that were covered with graffiti. I opened my locker and grabbed my science text book. I pushed back my other stuff so nothing would fall out.
"What were you doing in science class?" A familiar voice said. I knew that voice, Percy. I looked around and behind the corner was Percy and Jason. I hid behind my locker and eaves dropped into their conversation.
"What do you mean?" questioned Jason. Percy glared at him.
"You humiliated Annabeth!" shouted Percy. "You made her look like an idiot in front of the class." I shuffled closer and closer to the voices, struggling to hear them.
"Umm, that was the point," said Jason. "She is a loser, who cares about her." I knew he was gonna say that. Thats what everyone thought.
"I care, no one should be treated like that!" exclaimed Percy. Jason smiled. Hold on, why was Percy sticking up for me.
"You like her don't you," replied Jason. "You like that loser, you care for her." Percy stared daggers at Jason. Did he like me? Did I actually like him back, I thought. Does he really care for me? "She is a loser and deserves to be treated like one! Don't you understand? Emma clearly likes you, she is literally running after you man. Take her, she is the one you want, not that loser." Percy looked at the ground hesitantly. Jason put his hands on Percy's shoulders. "Man, you love Emma. I know you do.
"Yeah, I do," Percy said in a hushed tone. I felt like a truck hit me. I don't know why I felt like this. My hands started to become sweaty and clammy. The words echoed through my mind. 'Yeah, I do.' But why did I care, whats happening. Did I actually like him. I turned and ran away just as those green eyes locked onto mine.
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