Andrew POV

"Wait, what?!"

That was my good friend Colton. I can understand his reaction because that's my reaction, too. I mean, come on! We were all expecting a Judo-flip, not Annabeth Chase kissing Percy Jackson.

After a good minute or so, Annabeth breaks the kiss and outstretches her hand, clearly still wanting her book back. Percy, smiling innocently, hands it over.

Then, they both start laughing.

"Oh, one more thing," Annabeth says between breaths. She puts her sketchbook back in her bag. She stands back up and looks up at Percy with eyes that scream of pure bliss. Then, as quick as a flash, Annabeth flips him over her shoulder.

There's the Judo-flip.

Percy groans from his place on the ground. "Yep, I was expecting that."

Annabeth looks down at Percy, and shakes her head. "Seriously, Seaweed Brain? If you were expecting it, then why would you do that? And what are you doing here in the first place? Was it even worth it?"

"Well," Percy begins, rather nonchalantly, and still laying on the ground. "To answer your first question: it wouldn't be as fun if I told you. Two: I wanted to spend more time with you, Wise Girl. And three: it was totally worth it."

Annabeth rolls her eyes at him, although she's also smiling. She outstretches a hand and Percy grabs it, and she hoists him up. They look at each with huge grins.

Alexa is the first of us to speak. "What the frick is going on?"

"I think Annabeth's flipping out," I muttered to Alexa, grinning. Alexa face-palms and Colton groans. I'm pretty sure I have only one true friend in this world, and it's not Alexa nor Colton.

Annabeth flinches a little, as if she forgot we were even here. I mean, that's what it felt like.

"Oh," she begins. "Guys, this is my boyfriend Percy. Percy, these are my 'school friends.'"

She says the phrase 'school friends' as if the term has a double meaning. Percy nods as if he understands whatever Annabeth meant by it.

"Well, technically, we've all already met," says Percy.

"Well, that's true," Colton interjects. He still seems shell-shocked from earlier.

"Wait a minute," Annabeth says as if she just realized something. She turns to look at Char with an astounded look on her face. (That's my nickname for my one true friend, Charlotte. We all have our preferences on what to call her, and Char doesn't mind at all.)

Unlike the rest of us, Char has a different expression. She doesn't look surprised by the event that just took place. She wasn't stunned by it at all. She not. In fact, she looks smug.

"You knew from the start, didn't you?" Annabeth asks marveled.

Char just grins. "I couldn't get in the away of such a brilliant plan. Besides, What fun would it have been if I told you what your hilarious boyfriend was going to do?" Percy laughs in response, while Annabeth glares at the both of them.

The bell rings, signaling for the last half of the day.

Our group walks through the halls; and Kate, Abbey, and Alexa leave for Health. Annabeth walks slowly with Percy, who is currently squinting at a piece of paper.

"So, what's your schedule like," she asks casually.

Percy looks at her jokingly. "You know I can't read it."

Annabeth lightly punches him in the arm. "Then how did you know what your first two classes were," she asks, though she sounds like she already knew.

"I guess I got lucky," Percy says flimsily.

Annabeth rolls her eyes. There's silence for a moment. "Charlotte what's Percy's next class?"

"P.E"

"Hey," Percy protests.

After changing into our gym clothes (Me in my 'Avocardio' gym shirt. It was a gift from Char, again my one true friend. Colton despises the shirt, and I love it to death), we boys meet the girls at the bleachers. As we wait for the coaches to arrive, Char starts up conversation, aka, gossip. Woohoo!

"I just heard Nancy's coming back," Char says.

"When," Annabeth asks?

"I think today. Honestly, I'm not too sure."

"Wait, didn't she leave to go to Amsterdam to go to a Debate Panel or something," I ask.

"Yeah," Annabeth confirms.

Percy, who has looked confused for a while, rubs his right arm and speaks up. "Who's Nancy?"

Annabeth shrugged nonchalantly. "Just my co-captain for the Debate team this year."

Percy nodded. "Right. The Debate team," he says with obvious sarcasm. "The one you never told me you were in, let alone co-captain of."

Annabeth was about to respond when I notice something. The sleeve on Percy's sports jacket was pushed up revealing a trident and a line underneath on his right forearm.

"You're Parents let you get a tattoo?" I know it sounds rude, but I was in shock. My Parents would disown me if I ever got one. And Percy's seventeen! There are very few seventeen-year olds in the world who can say they own a real tattoo before becoming an adult.

Colton and Char stops talking and look at Percy, whose cheeks has gone slightly red. "Um, yeah," he responds quickly. He then pushes his right sleeve back down.

A total lie. That much was somewhat obvious. He must have snuck to get it. I mean, come on! What parent in their right mind would let their seventeen-year-old get one? I really hope he's not a troublemaker, or worse, a Bad Boy.

But then again, he is dating Annabeth. I doubt she would go for someone that would probably get her into a lot of trouble. She's too smart for that and I doubt she would ever want to ruin her straight As, perfect attendance, and no disciplinary action record.

The coach blows his whistle, and we line up for warm-ups and Suicides. Yay for Suicides. Note the obvious sarcasm.

-time skip-

Percy POV

Today has been priceless! Marine Biology was so easy (perks of being a son of Poseidon), I could actually follow along with the teacher about the Roman Legion System in World History (perks of going to Camp Jupiter for a bit), P.E was fun and super easy (perks of being an ADHD Demigod), and I just spent Study Hall sitting, talking, laughing, and arguing with my amazing girlfriend with her somewhat regular mortal friends (one of the greatest perk of my ingenious plan to come here in the first place).

And right now, I'm currently sitting in Annabeth's room on her bed, marveling at her beauty as she lectures me about doing my homework the day it's assigned instead of waiting till the last minute or something. One of the many blessings and curses of dating a Wise Girl.

Her dorm is divided into 2 sides, one side for each student. Annabeth side has a bed, a closet, a nightstand, a dresser, a desk, and not much else. Even though it's hard to believe, Annabeth is ADHD like any demigod, and if there's too many distractions in her space, she can't focus on her work. The most she allows is a lamp and an alarm clock on the nightstand and photo of me and her on the desk.

Charlotte's side is a bit more decorated. She has the same furnishings, but also has a poster of Wonder Woman from the DC live action movies hanging on the wall, a collection of hourglasses on her nightstand, pictures of what must be her family scattered around, and a tea set and mini figurines on her dresser.

The front wall has a door to the bathroom, a tv, and a bookshelf divided for two people. The top two shelves have tons of giant textbooks about architecture and greek literature, and the other two shelves have a lot of young-adult fantasy novels. Guess who owns what.

"...forget until the last minute, and then I have to come in and save your butt from failing the class. All because you didn't do it the day it was assigned," Annabeth concludes her lengthy rant. Finally! "But, knowing you, Seaweed Brain..." and now she's continuing. Great.

"Hey, Annabeth," I interrupt. Annabeth stops talking and frowns at me for interrupting her. I know it's a risky thing to do for most people, but as her all-around Awesome Boyfriend, I have some leeway with certain things. Besides, she's used to me doing it anyway.

"Yes, Percy?"

"How come you didn't tell me about Debate? Just Curious"

Annabeth looks surprised at my question and thinks about it. She gets this thoughtful expression mixed with melancholy. An expression I've seen a billion time. It's the one where she looks like she thinking of a million things and seems to be somewhere else. She sits like this for a while.

Finally, she focuses on me. "Well," she begins. "I actually joined Debate last school year after thanksgiving. I decided I was going to tell you over that Winter Break, but…"

She let the thought trail over. But I knew what she meant. I disappeared. I know Annabeth wouldn't want me to feel bad, but I still kinda felt terrible about disappearing that winter. I mean, it's not like I had choice, (believe me, I would never had agreed with getting my memory taken away, nor leaving Annabeth) but I knew Annabeth enough to know it had hurt her. After all, she's had too many people leave her in her life.

"Hey," Annabeth says jolting me out of my thoughts. She runs her fingers through my hair, which send chills down my spine. Weird how she always has this effect on me. She leans in to kiss me.

Just then, there's a knock at the door and we jolt. Charlotte walks in, waves at us, and grabs one of the bigger fantasy books off the shelf.

Annabeth smiles at her. "Going out to read?"

Charlotte turns around and grins. "Of course. I'm planning on marathoning my favorite series.

Annabeth continues to smile and raises an eyebrow. "Again?"

Charlotte scoffs. "I may have read them like million times already, but I just love the story. It's fun!"

I look at her confused. "Who would ever want to do that much reading for fun"

Annabeth elbows me, and Charlotte rolls her eyes. "I understand that you have dyslexia and all, but reading is my life. So yeah, I read that much for fun."

Charlotte starts heading towards the door then stops in her tracks. She turns back to look at Annabeth. "By the way, Nancy's back. I just talked to her on my way here. I told her that you had a boyfriend, and she says she's coming to see him with her own eyes."

Annabeth smirks. "Thanks Charlotte. Bye"

"See you later." And with that, Charlotte leaves.

I turn to Annabeth, with a grin playing on my lips. "Now where were we," I ask as I put my hands around her waist.

After a few minutes or so, there's another knock at the door. Annabeth breaks the kiss (to my disappointment), and yells at the door. "Who is it?"

A girl's voice rings from the other side of the door. "It's me, Nancy! Now open up Chase so I can meet your apparently hot boyfriend."

Annabeth laughs and up gets up from the bed. She opens the door. I don't see much of whose she's talking to "Welcome back! Also 'apparently hot boyfriend'?

New girl says, "Word travels fast. So, where is he?"

Annabeth laughs. "Come on in so introduce you two."

The new girl walks in. She's two inches shorter than Annabeth. She has long, straight red hair in a ponytail with a bang off to the side in the front. Her eyes are green, she has orange freckles, and has braces in her mouth. New girl looks friendly enough.

When new girl sees me though, she pales. She has look of recognition. I'll admit, she looks familiar herself.

"Nancy, this is my boyfriend-"

"Percy Jackson?" Nancy asks with wide eyes.

The realization of who she is suddenly hits me like flaming truck being drove by Canadians. (Laestrygonians, whatever) I suddenly remember that red hair and orange freckles that looks like they were sprayed on with liquid Cheetos. And suddenly I feel the anger from sixth grade rushing through my veins.

"Well, well, well," I say through gritted teeth "If it isn't Nancy Bobofit."

Author's Note: Hey everyone! I have a few things to say this author's note.

1) If you didn't know, Suicides are actual exercises used in P.E class focusing on speed and reaction time. You can look it up. When I was reading this, I realized 'Yay for suicides' sounded wrong on so many levels.

2) Yes. The Nancy Bobofit is in it. How will everyone react to this?

3) Thank you guys for all of your comments and whatnot.

P.S I'm also trying to extend the chapters. Let me know how you guys like it. Please leave it in the Comments.

And again, Thank You!