Hey! Thank you to everyone who reviewed, followed, and favorited after just one chapter! I couldn't believe it. I was literally jumping up and down when I saw my first favorite. I had really low expectations, obviously, because my other stories hadn't gotten much response. I realized after I posted last chapter that I forgot a disclaimer, so you get two today. YAY! So, yeah. Anyway, read and review. Please. With a cherry on top? Thanks. Now for the double disclaimer.
Disclaimer: The last chapter written was not written in any way shape or form by a famous writer. I'm just a teenager who loves writing.
Disclaimer: Again, in no way, shape, or form am I Rick Riordan. If I was, Solangelo would be together and Percabeth would have had their wedding.
Oh, just remembered. Unless specifically specified, all chapters are Annabeth's POV.
I was met in Architecture with a surprise. My teacher was Malcolm! I put my stuff down quickly and ran up behind him to give him a big hug. As soon as my arms were around him though, he turned around and nearly judo flipped me before realizing who I was.
"Oh my gods! Annabeth! I've missed you so much!"
"Same. Camp hasn't been the same since you left. Thankfully, you could come and help with battle strategy against Gaea though."
"Yeah. I heard Nico and Will got together. Is that true?"
"You sir, are up to date on Camp gossip."
"So, how do you like it here? Wait hold on one sec." Malcolm turned to the class. "Okay everyone. Take out a piece of paper and sketch a building. It can be of one that has been built or you would like to build. I will be out in the hall for a couple of minutes. I will still be able to hear you, so don't get too loud." Turning back to me he said, "Let's talk outside." I followed him out so we could continue our conversation. Malcolm turned to me and went back to our conversation. "So, getting back to my previous question, how do you like it here at Goode?"
"It's really fun. I don't like Mr. Burns though. He's mean and knows nothing about Ancient Greece."
"I know. I'm really sorry about him. There's not much I can do though."
"It's okay. I never knew your last name is Mulroney."
"Yeah. I don't like to use it often, but as a teacher, I need a last name."
"Do you happen to be related to Mrs. Mulroney, the social studies teacher?"
"Actually, she's my wife. We got married in the spring. And yes, Elizabeth's a daughter of Apollo."
"Okay, got it. Congradulations. I never noticed her at Camp though."
"Yeah. Elizabeth's one of the oddballs of the Apollo cabin. She can't sing so she always hid in the back of the group during the sing-along around the fire. We should probably head back inside. I can't leave them alone for too long or else I'll get fired." I walked quickly inside and pulled out Aphrodite's temple again. I think I'm truly almost done. I've made it as fancy as possible, so that should satisfy her tastes. For the last minutes of class I perfected details of the temple. The bell rang as I was packing up. I gave Malcolm another hug before I left, and hurried towards Paul's room. I stopped by my locker and met up with Percy and the rest of the gang. We all had English together so I was excited. I hadn't seen Paul since before I left to find Percy and save the world. We were probably the loudest people in the hallway, but I didn't care. What I did care about was the fact that everyone was staring at me. Some looked on in disbelief; others jealousy, mostly girls; and many boys were checking me out. It always made me uncomfortable when people did that. Percy scowled at those boys, but he kept talking and laughing with us like nothing was wrong. We walked into English, still being loud and annoying and were greeted by Paul.
"Morning, Mr. Blofis," Miranda, Jack, Eric, Shea, and Caroline chorused as they walked in. Percy and I greeted him in a totally different manner. "Hey, Paul." He glanced up at the sound of a voice accompanying Percy's. His eyes fell on me and his face brightened. He knew I'd be here of course, since I'd arranged to stay with them, but he was still excited to see me. I went over to Paul and was ensconced in a bear hug.
"Morning Annabeth. How's your day gone so far?" Paul cared so much about me, even before Percy and I started dating.
"It's been great. My brother, Malcolm Mulroney, is my architecture teacher. I'm going to love it here, I know it," I really was excited about this year.
"That's great. Class is about to start though, so you should go take a seat. And please, here I am Mr. Blofis."
"Got it, Mr. Blofis." I headed to the back of the room and took a seat next to Percy. On the other side of him was my least favorite person in this school, Maddie. I looked around to see Connor, Shoffie, Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Bennett. I opened my mouth to invite them to sit with us at lunch, but instead a bell sound came out. Or at least, it looked like it.
"Good morning class. Today we're just going to go over what we will be doing this year and learning each others names. I am fairly horrible at this so you will most likely be helping me for a while. Okay, so this year we will be reading The Odyssey," Percy and I smiled at this. Paul continued, "Animal Farm, and A Midsummers' Night Dream. We will also be covering grammar and will increase your knowledge of greek and latin stems." This will be simple. "Okay," Paul continued, "Now that we've covered that, we're going to get to know one another. Please get into a group with a total of four people that you do not know very well."
I looked around and locked eyes with Caroline. "Hey Caroline, do you want to be in a group together?"
Caroline responded quietly, "Sure. Who else should we group up with?"
I looked over to the British exchange students. "Some of them," I decided. We walked over to them and spoke up, "Do one of you want to be in our group?"
"Sure," Harry who looks like Percy said. Up close I noticed his eyes were emerald green, not sea green. "Who else should we ask?" he wondered.
"Uhh . . . how about Connor?" I suggested.
"Sure, why not," Caroline said. "I don't know him very well but he seems like someone I'd like." We walked over to the unsuspecting boy. He stared off into space and didn't notice us till we were almost upon him.
"GODS! What were you thinking?! Trying to scare an innocent boy like me!" he exclaimed.
I spoke up immediately. "First of all, we weren't trying to scare you. Second, do you want to be in our group? Third, did you just say gods instead of God? And fourth, I honestly don't believe you're very innocent."
"Uh, yea, sure. I'd love to be in your group." He shot Caroline a wink, causing her to blush profusely. "And I'm a huge Greek mythology geek. So yea, I cuss in mythology terms. And how would you know if I was innocent or not. You're new here"
"So do I!" I exclaimed! I wonder if he's a demigod. I'll keep an eye on him. I decided it would be best if I ignored the last part, so that's just what I did. "Percy does too," I continued, nodding my head at him across the room. Harry opened his mouth to say something, but Paul cut him off.
"It looks like everyone's found a group. We're going to start by learning each other's names in the group if you don't already know them and share your favorite color, an interesting fact about yourself, and something fun you did over the summer."
"Okay," Connor said after a minute of awkward silence, "I'll go first. So if you," He pointed at me, "or you," pointing at Harry, "don't know, I'm Connor 'The Greatest Person Ever' Schlessinger. My favorite color is blue, somewhere between the American flag and the sky. Uhh, I like to ride my bike, play soccer, and run. Those help with my ADHD." Another sign of a demigod. "Also, I love mythology. Especially Greek. What was the other thing again? Oh, yea. Over the summer I climbed a bunch of 14ers (AN: Mountains higher than 14,000 ft in elevation) in Colorado and went to Garden Of The Gods. It was amazing and so beautiful." I remember seeing Garden Of The Gods when we were fighting Daedalus. The fight wasn't fun, but soaring through the sky after was amazing. Before I could think any more about that time in my life, Caroline spoke up.
"I'm Caroline McVeigh. My favorite colors are green, blue, and purple. The lighter sides of all these though. Uh, I love riding my bike and reading. I will read anything I can get my hands on. And over the summer I visited family in Utah. Nothing else exciting. Just hung out and went to the pool." Oh how simple your life is. I wish mine was that way sometimes. It'd be odd to not know everything I do though.
Harry went next. I guess I'll go last. "Ello. I'm Harry Potter, one of four British exchange students. Hermione and Ron are in this class, but my girlfriend Ginny is only a seventh year. Or as you Americans say, a junior. My favorite color is red and I have a lightning shaped scar from when I was in a car accident that killed my parents when I was a baby."
"Harry, I know it's been a long time and this is the last thing you want to hear, but I'm sorry. I know what it's been like. I never knew my mother either," I said.
"Thanks. I'm sorry too," he replied. "Over the summer, I, uh, spent time with my best friends, Ron and Hermione, and my girlfriend, Ginny. Ron and Ginny's brother just died, so we've been mourning. He was a great guy."
"Again, this is the last thing you want to hear, but I'm so sorry. Anyway, I'm Annabeth Chase. My favorite colors are sea green and gray. An interesting fact about me is I'm half Greek. Over the summer I went the Rome and Athens with some of my friends." Oh gods. Just thinking about the summer makes me think about that place. And with thoughts about that place, came blackouts. . . .
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PERCY'S POV
We were just finishing listening to Hermione talk about her summer when I heard a scream from the other side of the room. I knew who it was immediately. Annabeth. My head snapped over to her group to see her on the floor, writhing in pain.
"Percy! Where are you? I can't see you! Percy!" The agony in her voice killed me. I pushed my way through the forming crowd and pulled her into my arms. I stroked her hair as I whispered in her ear. "Don't worry Wise Girl. We're out. We're safe. I'm right here. I will always be here. Wake up. Please, wake up Annabeth. It's just a nightmare." She slowly stirred in my arms.
"Seawee Brai?" She asked sleepily.
"I'm right here Wise Girl. I'll always be here," I responded. I think I heard Paul say something like 'Everyone, please give them some space. They've been through a lot in the last couple of years, so please be understanding and don't push them. Head back to your seats and continue to get to know one another.'
"Did I-," she started.
"Yes. Don't worry though. No one's made a big deal about it."
Maddie decided to speak up right then. "Why did you scream?" And why did you say we're out?"
I was so mad I could hardly speak. When I finally could, I was deathly calm. "Maddie. We went through a lot of terrible crap in the last couple of years. Specifically, over the summer. We have PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder), so it'd be great if you don't ask questions. That'll help both of us heal." I was still steaming as I helped Annabeth up. I led her back to her group, even though I knew she didn't want help. What can I do if I'm not allowed to help my fiance? Sorry, girlfriend. I don't know why I said fiance.
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ANNABETH'S POV
The stupid Seaweed Brain still insists on helping me back to my seat even though I don't need help. As much as this should annoy me though, it doesn't. It's really sweet. As we got to my group, Paul, sorry Mr. Blofis, told each group to pair up with two other groups. Percy waved his group over. I watched as Jack, Shoffie, and Bennett made their way over.
"What other group should we invite over?" I asked.
"How about Shea's group?" Percy responded.
"I'm just saying it's fine by me," I hoped someone would catch on.
"IF YOU NEVER LEAVE!" Connor shouted.
"AND WE CAN LAY LIKE THIS FOREVER, IT'S FINE BY ME," we all joined in, finishing the chorus.
"Well . . . that was interesting," Caroline commented.
"You can say that again," Shea agreed.
"Well, that was interesting," Jack said, following Shea's orders.
"Why am I going out with you again?" Shea asked sarcastically.
"Because I'm amazing," he answered. That sounds like something Percy would say.
"I guess I'll have to agree," Shea responded, still sarcastic.
"Do I get a kiss?"
"Fine," she stood on her tiptoes and gave Jack a kiss. On the nose.
"Hey!"
Hay's for horses, not your girlfriend, Jack," Caroline retorted.
"Oooh! Burn!" We all turned to see who said that was. It was Connor and Bennett. We'd obviously forgotten about them. Before we could say anything else, Mr. Blofis spoke up.
"Okay, everyone. We're now going to play a game called 'Three Truths and a Lie.' You will each come up with three things that are true about yourself, a one thing that is not. Once everyone in your group has theirs, you will go around the circle and have each person say their three truths and the lie. Do not say which is which. It's the other people's job to guess which is the lie. Okay, go."
What should I say? Ooh, got it! My truths are:
I was born in Virginia.
I can speak fluent Greek.
I am staying with my boyfriend while I'm here in New York.
My lie is:
My favorite animal is the spider.
Soon after I'm done, everyone else finishes. We decided to have Jack go first.
"Okay, so mine are I have two little brothers, I love cats, my favorite color is blue, and I love Doctor Who." Hmm, he said them all with such conviction. I remember one thing, though. When he said he loves cats, he bit his lip. That's the one.
"I think I know," I spoke up.
"So do I," most everyone else chorused.
"Who want's to go first?" I asked.
"I will!" Bennett yelled. He sure is hyper. "You don't like blue." Jack shook his head no.
I volunteered to go next. "You don't like cats," I said with pure conviction. Jack nodded yes. "That's my Wise Girl," Percy complimented me. I leaned into him and closed my eyes, while the others decided who would go next. Finally it was decided. It was Bennett's turn.
"Hi, I'm Bennett! I have ADHD, dyslexia, love the color red, and my favorite sport is basketball." Crap, another one to keep an eye on. Why do gods have so many children?! They're a danger to themselves and everyone they know. I decided on the lie.
"You don't like basketball." He nodded furiously.
Miranda volunteered to go next. "I'm half Italian, half Argentinian, I also have ADHD and dyslexia, my favorite color is green, and I have one dog named Nella." Could she be a Roman demigod? Why more?!
Shoffie answered this one before I could. "You don't like green."
"Nope," she replied, "Hate it. Hey Harry, why don't you go next?"
"Sure," Harry agreed. "I was borned and raised in Britain, I've gone to boarding school since I was eleven, I met my best friends there, and my parents died on New Years."
Caroline answered this one. "Your parents didn't die on New Years." Wow, we're on fire. "Did they actually die though?"
"Unfortunately, they did. I was barely one when they died. It was actually Halloween, not New Years," Harry answered solemnly.
"Umm, ok. Well, I'll go," Shea said, breaking the silence that had fallen. "I love swimming to death, I hope to go to Rio for the Olympics, I have a doofus for a boyfriend, and I live with just my mom and little sister."
"OOH, OOH, OOH! I know this one!" Jack yelled like a little kid. "You don't have a doofus for a boyfriend," He said confidently.
"Wrong, doofus. You should have know this. I'm an only child."
"Oh . . . yeah. I kinda wanted to prove myself as a non doofus."
"Why? I love you the way you are. I don't want anyone but you, doofus."
"I love you too." Jack turned back to us. "Who wants to go next?" Shoffie volunteered.
"I love history, I hate art, my favorite color's orange, and I'm Jewish." Hermione immediately answered. "Your favorite color isn't orange. What is it?"
"Pink," Shoffie said proudly.
"Gotta respect a man whose favorite color is pink," Eric commented. "I guess I'll go next. I am a rock climber, I have a crush on one of the people in this classroom." He refused to look at anyone when he said that. "I have ADHD, and dyslexia." Great, another one. How many could possibly be in this school?
Ron spoke up with the answer, "You're not a rock climber."
"Nope. I'm a swimmer and a soccer player." Eric got a high-five from Connor for that, causing Shea and Percy to also high-five him. This caused a whole high-fiving war, lasting multiple minutes. When it finally ended, everyone's hands hurt. Except for Percy's and mine of course. I leaned back into him as Hermione spoke up.
"I hated the love of my life when I met him -," She was cut off by Ron. "Hey! Sitting right here you know!"
"Yes, I am aware of that. Anyhow, my parents are dentists, I used to have straight hair, and my favorite pastime is reading."
"Your hair is naturally frizzy like that. There is no way that's man made!" Miranda exclaimed.
"You are correct Miranda. This thing is a natural, untameable beast."
"I, the great Connor Schlessinger, will now grace you with my facts. I have three little siblings, I have ADHD like a bunch of you, Soccer is bae, and I hate FC Barcelona (Soccer team)."
Eric gasped and immediately told us which one was the lie. "You and I both know we want to play for FC Barcelona. You're unable to hate them if you want to play for them."
"Of course I love FC Barcelona. It's my bae's bae. Anything that my bae loves, I love." What does he mean by bae?
Hermione asked for me. "What's a bae?"
"Well you see, a bae stands for before anyone/anything else. It's another term of endearment like babe, baby, or sweetheart," Connor explained.
"If you ever call any of those things, I swear I will break up with you, have your mother disown you and will . . ." No one but Ron and Harry could hear what Hermione said at the end, but it was something bad because Ron gasped and Harry started laughing. It took a while to get Harry to stop laughing, but it eventually happened.
Percy decided this was his time to go. "Ok everyone. It's my turn. So listen up. I love swimming or as Connor put it swimming is bae, after Annabeth and my mom and friends. But mostly after Annabeth." I blushed profusely at this.
"Shut up Seaweed Brain," I retorted quickly, trying to not express some things I really wanted to right now. But we're in school. I can't let my emotions control my actions.
"You should know this by now, Wise Girl. I never will. Back to the facts. My favorite color is blue, I have an evil step-dad, and my mom makes blue food."
Ron spoke up, astonished. "Your mom does not make blue food."
I answered that one. "Yes she does. It is the best food in the world." Ron just opened and closed his mouth a few times. He looked like a fish.
Shoffie answered this one correctly. "You don't have an evil step-dad."
Percy shook his head. "Nope. Not one bit. He's amazing. Almost as great as my real dad. LOVE YOU PAUL!" he shouted across the room. Paul turned around and acknowledged him. "Love you too, Perce. But here it's Mr. Blofis."
"Right. sorry Pa - Mr. Blofis." Percy turned back to us. Everyone but me had an astonished look on their face. Questions came firing at Perce.
"Mr. Blofis is your step-dad?"
"Did you seriously just yell across the room?"
"Why would you do that?"
"OKAY!" I yelled. "Yes, Paul is Percy's step-dad, and yes, he really did just yell across the room. It comes with ADHD. We do impulsive stuff. Get over it!" I don't know what came over me. I just had to get some anger out. "I'm sorry guys. That was misdirected anger. I just needed to get it out."
Everyone chorused it's fines and don't worry about its. Ron volunteered to go next.
"Okay let's see. Uh, I am the second youngest of seven children. My entire family has red hair, my best friend is a git, and I love reading."
Percy actually got this one correct. "You don't love reading."
Ron shook his head no. "I hate it. But I'm in love with a bibliophile , so you learn to be content with it."
"Ron, you know a big word!" Harry exclaimed.
"I do know big words, you git! I just choose not to use them!" Ron shot back.
"Okay, people. Settle down. It's my turn, so shut up," Caroline commanded. Harry and Ron stopped talking pretty quickly. "Okay, so I love reading. I'll read literally everything. I love riding my bike as well. It's so peaceful. I rappelled off a 37-story building over the summer to raise money for cancer research. It was amazing and terrifying at the same time. My favorite type of soda is Dr. Pepper."
"You didn't rappel off a building over the summer," Eric said, fairly sure of himself.
"I actually did. It was so much fun. I am hoping to do it again next year," Caroline replied.
I spoke up with the answer. "Your favorite type of soda isn't Dr. Pepper. You described everything else in depth, where you barely said anything about Dr. Pepper."
"You are correct. I actually don't like any type of soda," she answered.
"Ok. I'm the last one, so I'll go," I said, getting ready to launch into my facts.
"Did you plan that, Wise Girl?" Percy asked before I could say a word.
"Athena always has a plan."
"Oh, that was so six years ago."
"Can I say my facts or not?"
"Fine, go ahead."
"Okay, so I was born in Virginia, my favorite animal is the spider, I can speak fluent Greek, and I'm staying with my boyfriend while I'm in New York." I could see the wheels in everyones' heads turning, especially Percy's. He knew I am deathly afraid of spiders, even more so since the summer.
"Really?! Why didn't anyone tell me?! Oh my gods, I'm so happy!" Percy screamed. He'd obviously figured it out. He turned and yelled at Paul, "Paul! Why didn't anyone tell me Annabeth was staying with us?!"
"Annabeth wanted it to be a surprise," he responded calmly.
Percy turned to me. "Annabeth," he whined. "Why did you keep this a secret?"
"I love seeing you happy and I wanted to surprise you and you didn't even know I was going to Goode til this morning," I replied calmly, a hint of a smile gracing my face.
"Good point. Why do you always have good points?"
"Επειδή είμαι κόρη της Αθηνάς. (Because I'm a daughter of Athena.)"
"Και αυτός είναι ο λόγος που με αποκαλούν φύκια εγκεφάλου. (And this is why you call me a Seaweed Brain.)"
Before I could say anything else the bell rang. We gathered our stuff quickly and after saying bye to Paul, headed to our lockers. I could tell Percy was doing an inside happy dance as we walked, and I was glad I could make him this happy.
So how do guys think it went? Great? Horrible? Review and tell me. Thank you all for the 10 reviews. They all made me feel amazing. You don't even realize how good it felt. I'm going to answer a couple questions that I think everyone will benefit from knowing the answer to.
1. I do not know how often I will be posting. I try to write every night, but this thing called homework gets in the way. I'll try to post once to twice a month. Over winter break I'll stock up, so I can post more regularly.
2. There will probably be a Romione scene at some point, I just don't know when. I have no plan for this story, so it might take some odd turns.
3. RED and other demigods will eventually make they're way in. I'll say it again, I have no specific plan for this story. It goes where my imagination takes it.
On other notes, the OCs are based off people I know. I'll give the first person to guess who I am a shout out. And finally, QOTP. Who is your favorite artist?
AOTP: I love One Republic, Taylor Swift and The Script. They inspire me to chase my own dreams and speak my mind.
One other thing. How'd you like Percy's POV? I don't think I did a great job on it but that's just my opinion. And sorry for all the dialogue. I thought that would be the best way for Annabeth and all of you to get to know my OCs. I guess that was two things. Oh well. Anyway, review please! Thanks!