Hi this is my new chapter, btw review or I'll send Cerberus, muahahah. (This is supposed to be an evil laugh.) And I know my chapter title sucks

Chapter 4 After Class

Annabeth's POV

With blazing furry in my eyes I screamed: "I. Hate. HIM! Who is he to think that that sluggish, fawning sea god is better than the superior goddess Athena!"

Thalia watched me for a second or two and said: "O my gods, Annabeth, I thought a daughter of Athena never said something without thinking? Those are dangerous words to speak." and she bursted into laughter.

"Not funny Thal, really not funny." I said, but she was right. It wasn't me to offend the gods or say something without thinking.

"Who is this boy, who makes al my thoughts run through each other like a roller coaster?" I wondered out loud.

Percy's POV

I gave Grover a big high five when we walked out of room 23: "Thanks Grove, without you I would have reacted and then mr Alsat would be pissed of by me."

But Grover looked serious: "Watch out Percy, Annabeth Chase is really smart and adores school and more important: she wants the teachers to like her and you screwed it up for her. Believe me I felt her emotions, she's incredibly angry!" I knew that Grover was telling the truth. Satyrs have to power to read peoples emotions and moods.

"But why is she an teacher lickspittle anyway?" I asked. Grover said: "Because her dad loves her, but he loves science more. If teachers adore her and think she's smart, she has the feeling that her dad, a teacher and a professor himself, also adores her."

I stared at him in disbelieve: "Grove how do you know al this?" "You can learn a lot from sitting next somebody in class and reading their emotions." He replied. "Really?" I asked. "Nuh uh, you can learn a lot more from comforting somebody when he or she cries. I did it when her dad forgot her birthday and she spilled it all. I wanted to take advantage of her situation and give her a shoulder to cry on, hey I'm a satyr, and she didn't stop crying." "Sigh, will satyrs ever change?" I said.

Wow, I began to feel bad for her, but she had called my dad a bad god. "Pff, I hate mortals, if they knew the gods exist, they wouldn't talk like that." I said.

Grover nodded and we looked at our schedule for or next period. "Okay, after our fun hour of Greek and family history, we have ... hmm let me see PE in the schools swimming pool, it starts in a few minutes so we have to hurry. C'mon perc, I know the way." Grover said.

I love swimming. When I changed into one of my 15 bathing trunks, (hey, I'm a son of Poseidon.) I walked to the pool and saw that everybody was already there.

I heard a high voice say: "So you must be the new kid, welcome to Junior High! I'm coach Rebsurce." I saw a young woman with a blue bathing suit standing at the withe pool tiles. Her brown hair was bound in a pony tale and her irises were the color of melted chocolate.

"Come over her." She said. She stood next to the pool and the other children stood in a half circle around her. Next to her were to big muscled jocks who were definitely part of the swimming team. When I stood next to her, she said:

"We have a little initiation here at Junior high. Hold your breath."

The next thing I knew, I was in the water and the two boys were holing my legs. Keeping me underwater. Inside I smiled, I love being a song of Poseidon. Everybody outside the water was looking at me, remembering her or his initiation.

I regretted that Grover wasn't here to see me and smile. Keeping a son of Poseidon underwater and thinking he would choke is like keeping someone normal in the air and expect that he can't breath.

Grover didn't have to follow PE. Chiron wrote the school a note because otherwise everybody would have seen his not so human feet and legs.

I concentrated really hard and commended the water to suck the boys to the bottom of the pool, but to keep me where I was.

Of course the water did what I asked it to do, but I stayed underneath the surface and started to swim without taking breaths.

I looked to the surface and enjoyed what I saw: everybody stared in disbelieve at me. I still hadn't taken a breath and I was swimming really fast. I still don't know why I wanted to impress everybody in my new class and especially Annabeth...

I returned to the surface because otherwise they would have grown suspicious.

Coach Rebsurce came running to me, when I got out of the pool and said: "Please, please join our swimming team! With you in our team, we can finally stand a chance to win the NY swimming cup."

This day was getting better and better so I answered her that I would love to do it. Immediately I received a booming applause from the team. They handed me another bathing trunk for my collection in the same color as Coach Rebsurce's suit.

The rest of the lesson we spend doing exercises in the water, and I couldn't help but noticing that Annabeth had a really nice body and that she was a very pretty. Her honey blonde hair was put in a bun and I couldn't stop staring at her. One time I caught her staring at me too and she whispered something into the ear of another girl and they both snickered.

The other girl wore a black bathing suit and looked like a kind of punk and gloom until the Annabeth said something. Then she bursted into laughter. Although I disliked her clothing style, I could see that she was good-looking. Especially her eyes, they had the most blue blue color I had ever seen, they even seemed to sparkle a bit like running electricity.

Annabeth's POV

I caught Percy staring at me again. That was the sixth time during this class. This boy was getting on my nerves more and more. First the whole Athena issue and the: oh look at me I'm such a good swimmer, and now this.

I turned to Thalia and whispered: "Thalia, Percy creeps me out. He keeps staring and bragging ugh. I still hate him."

Thalia snickered but coach Rebsurce gave us a mean look so we stopped. After class, I went to the cafeteria and talked with Thalia, without stupid annoying interruptions of nosey parking teachers or a certain show-of boy.

I said: "Why is he so, I don't know? Stupid. He's really annoying. I think he's the most stuck-up, freakishly tiresome boy I have ever seen."

But we were interrupted: "O really?" a sweet and high voice said next to me. I looked around to se the owner of the voice and saw a sixteen years old girl standing next to our table.

Her brown hair seemed to wave although there wasn't any wind. The color of her eyes was brown, but looked like it was shifting, she wore a pink baby-doll with matching wedges. Every single boy in the cafeteria looked at her ready to worship. Around her was a sent of roses mixed with lilac flowers.

Me and Thalia were still standing, mouth wide opened, looking at her when she giggled "There is nothing I like more than a good old fashioned love story, and we know I do. It's like sooooooooo romantic"

"Excuse me, where are you talking about?" Thalia asked while giving me the crazy sign.

"Percy Jackson of course, it's like duh." se replied, looking like we were the crazy ones and that it was totally obvious. "Percy Jackson? There's an misunderstanding. I hate Percy Jackson!" I said. "And who are you anyway?" questioned Thalia.

The girl smiled and said: "...

Talking about destiny when I was writing the part about Thalia's eyes, a lightning struck. You'll know what the girl will say in the next chapter. So what did you think? Let me know, cuz the cerberus offer still counts XD