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****flashback******
Annabeth pulled Percy aside. "Do you like her?"
"What? What do you mean?" Percy asked. Annabeth hushed him, pulling him under the table. "The new girl. You've been staring. You like her, don't you?" Percy stared at her with puzzlement. "Wha-" realization dawned on his features. "You're jealous. What reason do you have to be jealous, unless..." His eyes brightened at this realization and Annabeth's face flushed. She shook her head furiously, and he laughed as if this was the best news in the world.
Percy got up and stuck his head out from underneath the table."Annabeth Chase is-hmph!" Annabeth put her hand on his mouth and pulled him back down. "Keep your voice down, Percy. I do not like you. And, ew! Did you lick my hand?"
He grinned proudly, showing off a missing tooth in the process. "Yup."
Annabeth gave him a disgusted face. "Sometimes it's like I'm best friends with a four year old. Why do I even hang out with you?"
"You know you love me too much to leave me, Wise Girl. Don't try to act like you can live without me." He gave her a dazzling smile, reaching over and hugging her. Annabeth blushed, struggling from his grip.
When she finally broke free, she hit him over the head. "Ow, Wise girl," he murmured, all previous laughter gone. "You know I was just kidding...?" Annabeth pushed her hair from her face, nodding. "Of course," she said softly.
Did he really know how she felt about him? Was it that obvious?
'Of course it is, stupid,' She chided herself. 'You don't go around pulling people under tables and demanding why they're getting cozy with the new girl. That gives off red flags.'
Annabeth engulfed Percy in a bear hug. She nuzzled his neck, breathing in his scent. Okay, yes, it was very weird. But Percy never asked questions. He always went with the flow. Actually, Annabeth's naïve thinking actually deluded her into believing that he actually wanted her too.
"Promise me you'll never leave me, Seaweed Brain..." Annabeth hugged him tighter. 'For another girl...' she wanted to add, deciding against saying it. Percy held an arm around her waist loosely, laughing. Soon he stopped, realizing she wasn't kidding. "Oh." He hugged her tighter. "Annabeth, you're my Wise Girl. I'm not planning on going anywhere any time soon."
"Hurry up!" Annabeth yelled, pounding on the door. She huffed in annoyance. Why did her parents seem to find the need to have five children? All that found the need to hog the bathroom? Sure, the oldest was adopted, one was a mistake, and the youngest was supposed to be one but ended up multiplying in the womb (twins).
Luke came out seconds later, smiling. He ruffled her hair. "Good morning to you too, Beth." Annabeth glared at him. "Are you done in there?" Luke leaned on the door frame to the bathroom, putting a finger to his chin. "Yes, I am. But, if you want a ride, I think it would be wise to skip your hour-long morning routine."
"What? Why?" Annabeth asked. "I'm leaving in fifteen minutes." Luke answered.
Annabeth was about to ask why again, but instead she stamped her foot and hit his arm. "You're going to meet your girlfriend? But I-"
"Sorry, Beth." Luke said as he walked down the hall... Annabeth's mouth hung open. She chased after him."That's not fair!" She was about to follow him into his room when he slammed the door in her face. "Life isn't fair!" he called back. "Sometimes I wish they could just give you back to the orphanage you came from!" She yelled. If this was normal circumstances ( as in, with another brother) she would've regretted her words. But since this was Luke, and he knew his parents abandoned him, he always seemed immune to her biting words about where he came from.
After a short shower, hastily putting on clothes and brushing her hair, Annabeth got into the car with a minute to spare. Luke smiled at her but she ignored him, sticking her tongue out. "I can't believe you're rushing me to suck face with your girlfriend. I mean, we're already on thin ice with time; picking up your girlfriend will make us late!"
Luke started the car, pulling out of the driveway. "Don't think of it that way."
"What other way is there to think of it?" Annabeth asked. Luke shrugged, laughing and ruffling her hair. She snapped at him, crossing her arms and leaning back in the seat.
**at school**
"You're late, Ms Chase." Mrs. Kerr didn't even look up from her book. The rest of the class was silent, working on a sheet. They kept sneaking glances at her, speaking in hushed whispers.
"What? But this is the first period."
"Yes, and you missed homeroom and five minutes of my class. Where is your pass?" The middle-aged lady looked up, taking off her glasses. She leaned on her desk, raising an eyebrow as if questioning Annabeth if she'd like to keep arguing. Annabeth sighed. She was not going to let this woman ruin her no-late-days record.
"I don't have one. But it's not like we're doing anything important today. We're just reviewing for the exam." She was certain of this fact, even thou she had left her schoolbag in her locker yesterday.
"Today is the exam." Her breath stuttered in her throat.
Annabeth was totally screwed. "Shit." It had to be a mistake. She distinctly remembered the exam was...today. Oh. She must've forgotten in her rush to get to school.
Annabeth eye's caught Percy's. He was leaning back in his seat, grinning. He nodded in approval. Of course he'd approve. He was always telling Annabeth she needed to stop being so uptight. And this, in his book, was a big achievement.
Mrs. Kerr walked up to Annabeth. She put a hand on Annabeth's shoulder, a warm gesture, but her cold eyes ruined it. "I'll tell you what. Since you have nothing but disrespect for me and my class, how about you pay the principal a little visit? Sound fun?"
Annabeth snorted. "Please. Your stupid forty-minute lectures about Macbeth sound better than having a lunch date with the principal." Annabeth didn't mean to be rude. Today was a seriously off day for her and she didn't know what to do. She had never acted like this before.
The class 'ooh'ed like a bunch of fifth graders. Mrs. Kerr scowled.
Annabeth kept re-running the incident with Mrs. Kerr this morning in her head, analyzing what went wrong. Well, except for the fact that she entered class late, cussed, and back-sassed a teacher. And landed herself a lunch-date with the principal.
She sat on a bench outside of the office with head in her hands. It was only 4 hours into the school day and the didn't seem as if it could get worse. When she first came in, her head down in shame, she sat on the troublemaker's bench on the wall outside of the principal's office. She'd never been to this side of the office. It was as foreign to her as Area 51.
Well, no, not really. Annabeth's been in this room a thousand times for various reasons. But this was different. She was in trouble.
"This seat taken?"
Annabeth shook her head without looking up, her head in her hands. She heard him sitting next to her. "Can you stop staring at me?" She grumbled, peeking through her fingers. He smiled, pulling her hands away from her face.
"Relax, Annie. You're acting like the world is ending." To him, getting sent to the office probably wasn't such a big deal. But a detention really could have horrible effects on her record and her chances of going to a pristine college.
"I got sent to the principal's office! She probably gave me an F on the exam!" She yelled. Percy hushed her. "As long as you don't draw attention to yourself, they don't notice you." Percy was right. Everyone was going about their own business, not even glancing in her direction. But she didn't move a muscle.
"Trust me. I've been here before."
"A lot," Annabeth added. Percy nodded, giving her a look. "I know how it works around here. They just make you sit down and wait the whole day to 'visit the principal'. I'll bet you ten bucks that Mrs. Kerr didn't call the office before she sent you. They're not expecting you."
"What do you want, Percy?"
He held out his hand, standing up. "Well, I was worried about how you'd be holding up; terrible, in case you're wondering. And it's lunch. You're hungry."
"What? I am n-" Her stomach interrupted her sentence, and she smiled. "Okay, maybe a little." She took Percy's hand, forcing her face not to flush.
A/N:
My apologies for the short chapter, but the flashback is kind of long. I broke it up again. Sorry. Btw, the flashback continues next chapter.
Would you rather longer chapters in a longer period of time, or shorter chapters in a short period of time?
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