Chapter 12

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XII-Percy

(A/N: It is morning for Percy. And Annabeth too, as you saw last chapter.)

I rubbed my eyes blearily. I sat up, and fell off the bed. I crawled to the shower slowly, so as to not hurt myself again. Now I get why Annabeth calls me a klutz sometimes. Wait, what? No Percy. No Annabeth is here. I scolded myself internally. I stood up and turned the faucet on. The water ran down my body. I realized that I forgot to let the water wet me. I allowed it to, and mentally face palmed myself. Wow, my morning sucks.

I stepped outside. My clothes were on, another green t-shirt and black pants.

"Percy?" Mom called out to me.

"Coming, mom!" I replied.

(A/N: I want to get to Annabeth. Do you guys want to, too?)

-Annabeth-

I rush around, frantically grabbing clothes to take a shower. I knew that I have some time left until school, even more so than other people because my house is nearer than them. But I felt rushed, probably because I was going to apologize today. I ran to the shower and hurriedly turned it on.

I came out, feeling refreshed and clean. I went to the kitchen and prepared a simple meal, as my step-mother was out early today for work. I finished, and put the plate in the sink. I stood up and went to my room again, so that I could get my bag ready. I checked that all of my things were inside, which, of course they were. As expected of a daughter of Athena.

I sling the straps of the bag onto my back, and I go to the front door. I slip on my grey Converses and open the door. It opens with a groan, and I'm greeted by the bright sunlight that shines in my face. The trees are waving placidly, and a feeling of calmness overtakes me. I hope that the weather will remain for the whole day, because it would be a good condition for me to… ask Percy.

I walk over to the bike, which was secured by a lock, and hop onto the seat. I begin to pedal, and soon I am at the end of my street. I turn left, and go down a slightly bumpy road. This is nothing compared to the balance training at Camp Half-Blood that I went through. I turn left, then right, then left, and I am at Goode High.

I check my schedule. It seems that I have English for first period. (A/N: I can't remember if I already used English as a period, so suck it up, peoples.)

I walk to the building that contains the English classroom, while weaving through the throng of kids hurrying to get to class. Then, a mess of raven hair catches my sight. I trace it to a familiar face-Percy.

I groan inwardly. Why does he have to show up? I was planning to do my thing at the end of the day, in a private place so that no-one could see or hear. I look away, not daring to meet his eyes. What does Percy think of me now? Does he feel horror and disgust at me? Does he never want to see me again? I can't blame him if that's how he feels. A wave of guilt, sadness, and nervousness goes over me. I shake the growing feeling of doubt away; I can't think these depressing thoughts, not when I was asking Percy about his feeling today.

I continue forward and soon I arrive at the classroom. I inch the door open, and enter. I look around, and my eyes land on the dreaded Agatha. She sees me looking at her, and a look of disdain crosses her face, before transforming into a twisted sneer. I feel tremendous anger at her. How dare she sneer at me? I feel the overpowering need to stride across the room, to where Agatha is, and slice her in two with my dagger. I will never allow a monster like her to hurt me again. I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that she would go to these lengths to just keep me away from Percy. However, this doesn't matter. I will talk, and ask Percy my question, and she won't get in my way. I won't let her. I turned away from her with my head held high, to show that I was unruffled by her. I sat down at the nearest seat to me, and didn't look at her.

That was when Percy walked in.

He was still slightly off in some way. His eyes were still a bit dull and had a look of-longing? He was still dressed in a T-shirt and jean, as per usual, and his hair was ruffled and uncombed.

I swivel away from him; I don't want him to see the eagerness that had settled on my face. I waited patiently for the bell that signaled the start of class to ring. The teacher entered the room right before the bell rang.

"Today we will be studying Macbeth, from Shakespeare…"

The rest of the period was quiet and normal, except for the frequent-ugly, may I say, glares that Agatha sent me from the other side of the room.

It went swimmingly.

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