Here's chapter three. Hope you like it.

Sorry I haven't updated, I've been really busy. I've had loads of christmas parties to go to, and I've had to revise for English, Spanish and French GCSE assesments.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pecy Jackson, however much I'd like too.

Chapter 3-Apov

Just another day at school. And it was the worst day of school. Monday, which meant that there was five more days until school finished. Anyway, I had just got off the bus when I heard the familiar shout of my best friend.

'Annabeth' Thalia shouted. I turned around and there she was, walking towards me with a boy to his side.

'Thals' I said as they got to me. 'Nico. How was your weekend?'

'Oh, it was good. Y'know, met up with Juniper and Silena, was forced to go shopping, didn't buy anything, was made to carry loads of pink bags, which ruined my look' Thalia said. You see, Thalia is this Goth girl who I've been best friends with since I was seven, while Nico is an emo boy who we met on our first day at Goode high school, and we instantly got along with. Despite both of their fixations with the color black, they were both good friends. I laughed at what Thalia had said, as I got a mental picture of Thalia walking through a shopping centre with her black death to Barbie t-shirt with loads of pink bags from girly fashion stores dangling from her hands, while Silena led her away.

'How was yours Nico?' I asked.

'Meh. It was boring. I stayed home mainly, did some stuff with Bianca, cleaned the garden, all that crap. And how was your weekend Annabeth'.

'It was boring. I had that family reunion thing I was telling you about, and it was really boring. Some of my relations still like me, others don't, especially my two cousins, who are the same age as me, although I don't know why'. Just as I said this, the bell went, and I headed off to my homeroom, where I would meet up with Juniper. However, when I got their Juniper wasn't their yet, so I just went straight in. There were only a few of us in there. There was Mr. Blofis, my homeroom tutor, as well as Clarisse La Rue, a really mean girl who I was only sort of friends with because she was friends with Silena, and Rachel a girl who I was again, sort of okay with, but I didn't like the fact that she thought she was better than a lot of people because she comes from a rich family.

'Ah, good morning Annabeth' Mr. Blofis said. That's one of the reasons I liked him. He was laid back and called us by our first names basically all the times, and had a lot of banter with us. 'I was just telling Rachel and Clarisse here that we're getting two new students today, and they're both going to be in this class'. I nodded, and looked at the two girls sitting at their desks. They both looked quite disinterested, and to be honest, I didn't really blame them. However, I did pity the two people, as it was hard to fit in when the school year had already started. Gradually, people began to file in, and Mr. Blofis took the register without calling out any names. Then, there was a knock at the door, and everyone looked at it curiously. I'll admit, I was curious to see what the new people were like. The door opened, and two people walked in. One was an African-American boy who had his head completely shaved and had those big glasses that Jay-Z wears, in fact, let's just call them Jay-Z glasses. Anyway, the guy had these glasses on, a purple shirt that said something illegible on it, and the other guy was a good looking white kid in a hoodie with the hood up, so you couldn't really see his face, but I could just about see that he was good looking. When he saw Mr. Blofis he burst out laughing, which I thought was rather rude, while the black kid smiled when he saw who it was.

'Paul my man. Why didn't you tell me you're my tutor?' the white kid asked.

'Because that would have ruined the surprise' Mr. Blofis, or Paul said, as the kid walked over to him and hugged him, before the black guy shook his hand.

'Nice to see you, Percy, Grover' he said.

'Nice to see you too Paul' the black guy said.

'Class' Mr. Blofis, or Paul, I guess, started. 'This is Percy Jackson' he pointed to the white guy. 'And this is Grover Underwood' he said as he pointed to the afro-American boy. They both nodded at Paul before surveying the rest of the class. Percy's eyes lingered a second longer on me before moving on. He quickly took his coat off, and he had a hoodie with hood down on underneath. However, it showed his face, and he was good looking. Probably slightly better looking than Luke, and that's saying something. Anyway, Grover took a seat next to Juniper at the front of the class, while Percy took the only available seat. The one in between me and Jake Mason, although I got the impression he would sit here anyway. He said hi to Jake and they introduced themselves and talked for a bit before they fell into silence. Then he turned to me.

'Hey' he said.

'Hi' I said. 'It's nice to meet you. I'm Annabeth. Annabeth Chase'.

'Percy. Percy Jackson'.

'Yeah, I uh, know'. We fell into an awkward silence, and I kept my eyes on him, analyzing him.

'Sorry about this' he said. 'The awkwardness, I mean. I just haven't been in contact with a non evil human for pretty much four months'. I probably shouldn't of asked, but what he said perked up my curiosity.

'What do you mean?' I asked. His face because written with pain and you could the hurt in his eyes. He stayed silent for the rest of our homeroom period, and then he and Grover were to be shown around by Clarisse and to be honest, I felt for them. I went through the whole of morning lessons (Math, which I was in top set in, followed by my architecture course and then French) being bored to hell. Math was so easy, I did the questions in like five minutes and then did nothing for the next fifty five minutes doing nothing. I want to be an architect and everything when I'm older, but the teacher, Mr. Gostkowski had such a boring voice and absolutely no control over the class, while in French, well, let's just say that I've known how to speak fluent speech since I was nine. Finally, the bell went and the whole class exited the room. I headed for the canteen and was joined next to me by Juniper, who was also in my French class.

'So, what do you think of the new kids?' she asked me.

'Dunno. I haven't been in any of their lessons yet'.

'They seem okay to me. I mean, they think their cool, and you can tell they are, but they seem nice'.

'I guess so… what do we have after lunch?'

'Swimming, and then Greek' Juniper said. We walked into the canteen, grabbed our food, and then made our way to our table. Soon, we were joined by Clarisse, Silena, Thalia and Nico, and, rather surprisingly, Grover and Percy. It was a bit awkward at the beginning, but they explained that they had asked Clarisse if they could sit with her at lunch because they didn't know anyone when Clarisse was showing them around, and she (rather surprisingly to us, not to them) said yes. But what Juniper said was true. They knew they were cool. I mean, they both had to "keep their image up" as Grover had said at one point, not removing their jackets even though it was boiling outside. We just talked about usual stuff. You know, the girls gossiped about stuff, while the boys talked about the football, and we all moaned about which teachers we thought were bitches. But, to put it basically, me and Percy got on really well. He was my new best male friend. Eventually, lunch ended and we all made our way to the swimming pool. By chance, we all had swimming first and it turned out so did Grover and Percy. I went to the changing rooms and changed into my all white one piece (it's all the school would allow- one pieces) we then took a ten second long shower and headed out into the pool. Some of the guys were out and already in the pool. We (being me, Juniper and Thalia, as well as Silena) just sat by the edge, waiting for the instructor to come out. Nico had gone home ill at second lesson, so he hadn't met Percy or Grover yet. Finally, the instructor came, and he was just giving us his beginning of lesson speech. At this point, Percy walked out with Grover, and he looked pretty pissed off. He walked and sat down near some of us. That was when I noticed his body. Crap, he was hot. He was really well muscled, with massive abs. He was just, plain attractive. But what I found most surprising were his… tattoos. He had about four, I think, all on different points of his body. He was too obscured by other people for me to see what they were of. There was a groan from the changing rooms and out walked Luke and Ethan. Ethan was doubled over in pain; it looked like he was winded, while Luke glared at Percy, sporting a bloody mouth. Percy smirked back.

'I warned you' Percy said. 'I can punch, and I told you so'.

'What, you punched us 'cause we took the piss out of your tattoos'.

'It was more, what you said, rather than just the piss taking' Percy said, and then he covered his mouth, like he had said too much.

'What? All we said was how you're tattoos were more like prison tattoos, than like, tattoo parlor tattoos. That got my head working. Percy beating Luke up for the mentioning of prison tattoos, and Percy saying he hadn't been in proper human contact for four months. My brain tried to work it out, but then the coach divided us into groups, and I had to stop thinking, so I could start swimming.

So, did you like it. Tell me whether you loved it, hated it or thought it was a average chapter.

See ya in a bit.

Tom