Hi! My name is…BookLover86! This is my first fanfic, so I hope you like it. Once I post this chapter, I will need at least 2 reviews to post another.
Disclaimer: I don't earn Percry Jackson. I only own the plot. Enjoy and please recommend to friends.
Percy's POV
I was so confused. I helped a girl open her locker, and she ran off before I caught her name. I follow her into the auditorium. My eyes scan the crowd…There she is! Her curly honey blond hair stands out in the mass of students. She walks over to two girls, one has short, spiky black hair and startling blue eyes and the other one had long, silky brown hair and kaleidoscope eyes, so you could never tell the true color. They are obviously friends. I was about to go over and ask her name before a mane of red curly hair edged its way into my line of sight.
I sigh. It was Rachel Dare, my girlfriend. She was an artist and very bubbly. "Hey, boyfriend." Rachel peeped. Her green eyes sparkled with excitement. A lot of guys like Rachel. They wish they could date her, and the top thing that gets them to have a crush on Rachel is her eyes. Her eyes are always sparkling with her non-stop excitement and are emerald green. Everyone says that our eyes are identical, but mine are sea-green, so ours are different. I always say so, because I never really shared her love. I mean, come on. She acts like me, getting in trouble and always cracking jokes, and our personalities are almost exactly the same, so when we hang out, hug, or give each other pecks on the cheek, it's like doing it with myself. It feels so awkward and weird. I don't really like Rachel, but she is head over heels for me. My best friend Jason asked me if I had noticed her staring and gawking over me. I hadn't and he dared me to go on one date with her. She nearly fainted when I asked her. She was so kind and gentle, I thought she was like that all the time, but she wasn't. She held all her life's excitement in her voice and eyes and also talked a thousand miles an hour. I was shocked to know that she was still sweet and gentle, but not all the time. I wanted to break up with her, but she was still so sweet and gentle at times, I didn't have the heart to. I never found the right time to, so I just kept with her. I always thought another girl would never come along, but when I had helped that strange girl, I had no idea what would happen. I just liked helping people. When I saw her face, I felt compelled toward her, like I needed to breathe her air or I would never breathe. That's why I was so desperate to learn her name, but still didn't. I was disappointed, and took after her after she disappeared into the auditorium doors.
"Can you call me by my name, Rachel?" I groaned. "Why, boyfriend? I just love to savor that word on my tongue. Even after 2 months of dating, I just still can't believe that the Percy Jackson is my boyfriend." Rachel rambled. "I know. You tell me that every day." I reminded her. "You're so funny! Come on, I have a special seat saved for my boyfriend…" "DON'T CALL ME THAT!" I raised my voice a little. "Jeez. Did you eat the wrong blue pancake this morning?" Rachel pouted. "Let's just sit." I voiced. Rachel agreed. I had to admit, she looked pretty cute today, wearing a green camisole that matched her eyes, some dark blue, almost black, short shorts and silver flats. Her thick, curly, red hair was tied back in a high bun with a few tendrils hanging on the sides of her face. Her sparked eyes were outlined in black and sparkly silver was on her lid. Her light rose cheeks and rose red lips enhance the rest of her outfit. I followed her to two seats a couple rows in front of the blond. It was almost like I could feel the blond's grey eyes burning into the back of my neck. I shudder. "Sweetie. What's wrong?" Rachel worried. "Nothing." I reassure her. We sit.
The orientation was boring and just reviewed the rules in different forms over and over. After the longest 20 minutes I have ever experienced, it was over. We got up and started toward the doors before I felt a tug on my arm. I looked back but there was just a crowd. A melodious called out, "Stay back." "I'll meet you by my locker, Rachel." I told her. She nodded and took off. I shuffled into one of the rows and waited. Once the mob was gone, I scanned the room. Standing by the fading stage, stood the strange girl. Her honey hair shimmering in the stage light. Her grey eyes a thousand miles away, yet looking extremely bored. "Are you the one who asked me to wait?" I question her. "Yep. Got a problem with that?" She asked. I shook my head. "Good. Anyway we never exchanged names. I'm Annabeth Chase." She introduced and stuck out her hand. "I'm Percy Jackson." I shook her hand. She smiled. "As in the Percy Jackson that Rachel Dare keeps drooling over and dreaming about?" She laughed. "Yeah, she's my girlfriend." I said embarrassed by Rachel. "Anyway, good to meet you." Annabeth smiled and I returned the smile. I waved goodbye and started up the aisle. I looked back and she was just standing there. My heart did a little leap when I thought of her name and saw her beautiful face. It had never been that way with Rachel. My mind was so confused. I decided not to think about it as I pushed open the door.
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