This is basically a trial run. I have no real idea where I'm going with this fanfiction but if you like it then please comment. Tell me if I should continue or even tell me an idea for the next chapter (that would be really helpful). Anyway, enjoy!
Annabeth POV
Dating a senior year golden boy and spending a whole summer with him in vacation should feel great, right? Then why did I feel so bad? As if the pain was a cutting knife that tears up my illusion and absorbs my happiness. Maybe I'm being dramatic. Maybe.
I should introduce myself. For those who don't know me, my name is Annabeth. Annabeth Chase. I'm in junior year. And this is my first day of school. And it felt like a drenched cloth got wrapped around my heart. Not because of school, but because of who was in school. Percy Jackson. The situation between us had gotten a bit weird. We used to be best friends, but ever since I started hanging out with Luke, things hadn't been the same. Every time we hung out, I could just see it in his eyes, accusing me of putting Luke first. And every time when Luke "robbed" me of my friends I could see the jealousy in his eyes. I couldn't blame him. It was as if he had gotten a girlfriend, and I'm the weird third wheel that just wants to hang out with his best friend. So Percy got a girlfriend too. Just like that. No warning of, "I like this girl" or anything. Rachel Dare kissing Percy Jackson was something I wanted to forget. My response was much steeper. When Luke surprised me with a summer vacation, I accepted and I didn't tell Percy. This was big, as ever since we met we had been together every single summer. Maybe I crossed a line, but I was too proud to say anything to Percy. Now my guilty conscience was starting to catch up. When high school finished, I'd always fear what would happen to my friends, if we stayed friends, but I always had assumed I'd be friends with Percy out of college. But now I was starting to fear that I may finish high school without him as a friend.
Well, short summary. The first voice I hear when I wake up is my dad's, shouting at me to "WAKE UP ANNABETH" so I do the natural thing. I wake up.
In terror I realized that my clock didn't sound. It was 07:12. I jumped out of bed and attempted a Guinness world record in dressing up the fastest, went down the stairs ambitiously three at a time and naturally falling at the last step. With no time to register pain, I get up and avoid all the LEGOs my brothers Bobby and Matthew left everywhere (I swear this things are like explosive landmines) and sit down at the dining table. Dressed smartly were my brothers, Bobby and Matthew. I realized that I was just wearing a white sweater and some work out pants I found. Great job, Annabeth.
"What happened? I've been calling you for the past five minutes" That voice belongs to my dad, who is staring at me with an eyebrow raised.
"Dunno, alarm didn't sound" I responded quickly nearly choking on my eggs at the attempt of talking and eating at the same time.
"Well that's weird" he responds "are you sure that thing is not broken?"
"I'm sure dad" which should be true because last I checked it was working perfectly
"Well sweetie, are you sure you should be going to your first day of school dressed like that?" That would be my stepmother teasing me. And before you judge, no, my stepmother is not an evil witch that wants to destroy my life. She's like the mother I never had. And when your mother points out to you an obvious mistake you did, you do the natural thing. You act all proud and tell them you did that on purpose
"What? I'm killing these pants" I said and grabbed my plate and washed it in the sink with such velocity and accuracy any mother would be proud.
"Well, whatever you say honey, but are you sure Luke is going to like what you're wearing?" She said, evilly smirking. It was one thing to tell her I had a boyfriend, but ever since I got back from the vacation she's been asking questions about the trip. She wanted details. I wasn't about to discuss my love life with my mom in the first day of school so I ignored her. I quickly washed my teeth and went out the front door where a car was waiting for me. Seating in the driver's seat was Luke Castellan, my boyfriend. He looked exactly the same as the last time I saw him, except for the clothes. His blond almost sandy hair was carefully moving in the wind, surfing the air. His pale blue eyes sparkled when he saw me. The scar he had from a skiing accident moved in response of his eyes widening. I always teased him, saying that no one would ever dare fight him because he looked like a true supervillain. The Hawaiian shirt he had was replaced by a buttoned shirt with the buttons all the way up (I suspected that it had something to do with his mom) and some khakis. He looked really uncomfortable in those khakis, so when he saw me, in my sweatpants humor started to dance around his eyes. He opened the door for me and I got in.
"I thought we were dressing smartly for our first day of school?" He said, clearly holding a laugh.
"I was but then I decided I'd rather run a marathon" with that, he laughed. He laughed so hard I couldn't help but giggle a bit myself. His laugh was so laughable, like encouraging everyone to laugh. He started the engine and we drove away in silence. Not an awkward silence, more like a comfortable silence. I loved that about Luke. How every silence didn't need to be awkward and having to think of ways to spark up a conversation. I loved Luke in general. Yup, we were using the L word. Things between us were great. I didn't even think of the impossible probability of us breaking up. But still, I couldn't help but feel as if I betrayed Percy. I had chosen Luke's relationship over Percy's friendship. I had met Percy when I was only seven, and Luke when I was twelve. Luke had also been Percy's friend, but as it happened to me, things started getting awkward between them. And now the both of them only had the decency to greet each other and not look at each other for the rest of the conversation. Anyway, you could already see the banner "Welcome back to Goode!" And yes I know, what a terrible name. Professors were greeting students and giving them papers for after school clubs. I had thought about being in an after school club, but decided I wanted to keep my dignity. Or at least that's what Luke told me. That was one thing we disagreed. I loved the library but Luke would never accompany me to the school library in fear of his classmates seeing him. I guess being popular sucks. I didn't mind, it's not like I was going to read and Luke would just stare at me. He doesn't like reading. And he's got an advantage because he doesn't have ADHD. Yes, I have ADHD. But I basically got it controlled. It's only when I'm really nervous or really bored when I notice the fabric tapping of my pen and my leg swinging from side to side. Percy also has ADHD and dislexia. In that, we understood each other and helped each other. Now he can read a whole paragraph without any problems (if he's really concentrated) but his ADHD still poses a bit of a challenge. Wow, I know a lot about Percy's life. Too much. Percy, who I was going to see wether I want to or not (I'm still deciding if I want to or not) because we had classes together like Chemistry. Luke parked in the school parking available to only the students. Instead of getting out, Luke just stared at me, like a mother who is deciding if she lets his son run free he would go crazy and get lost. He opened his mouth as if deciding to say something, but thought better of it. He got out of the car, with me following. I took in a deep breath. I was anxious. I even had sweaty palms, which I thought was just a myth writers use to picture anxiety. I walked up the stairs grabbing Luke's hand and approached my friends.
Well that's it for now. In the story there will be eventual Percabeth and the duration of each chapter will most likely be irregular, as well as the turns of both POVs of Annabeth and Percy. If you liked it, please comment.