Chp 3
Annabeth's POV

I let out a sigh of relief when it came to my free period. Being in a new school you don't know half way across the country from your home isn't very easy. I went to my locker and got my books for my next subject that would be in forty five minutes. I frowned as I couldn't find my English textbook.

I checked my bag but it was t there either. I tried to think where I could have left it when I remembered I had been checking on something before PT in the locker room. I had dyslexia and was quizzing myself. I closed my locker and made my way there.

I went through the proper entry that went straight to the locker room. I found it on my locker and decided to go out through the indoor pool. But as I walked out I ran into someone. I looked up and blushed when I saw it was a shirtless Percy. His hair was wet and he had these washboard abs that I had to control my eyes from not looking at.

"Oh, uh, hi." He said. I chuckled. "Sorry, I was- I mean I didn't." I stuttered but he just laughed. "Sorry, coach let me swim a little longer as PT ended a few minutes ago and as it's my free period." I smiled. "I left a book in my locker when I went to PT earlier." I explained.

I couldn't stop myself from not taking my gaze away from his. His eyes were just so amazingly entrancing. The beautiful sea green reminded me of the ocean. "Hey, I'm just going to get dressed. Wanna get a coffee?" He asked. I was going to say no as I was afraid of being alone with him but instead I said, "Sure." He smiled his beautiful smile, showing his perfect white teeth. "Give me five minutes." He said, then went to the guys locker room.

I sat on the bleachers as I waited. I was dressed in black skinny jeans, a light grey long sleeve top, high heel ankle length boots and my leather jacket. The cold New York winter had already started to bite. I left my hair in a messy bun. I looked up as he came out.

He was wearing jeans, a shirt that said Goode High Swim Team, a black leather jacket and vans. He smiled and said, "Let's go." I smiled and we walked out the school. I looked around as we walked down the street. "So how are you?" He asked. I smiled up at him, as he was quite tall. "Good and you?" I said. "Great thanks." He said.

We reached the Starbucks and he opened the door for me. A few people were there already so we just went to order and found a seat. A waiter brought our hot chocolates and left. I relaxed into the booth and looked out the window. Percy was sitting across from me and our legs were brushing. It made butterflies swarm around my stomach.

"What's it like in San Francisco?" He asked, attracting my attention from the window. "What do you mean?" I asked, taking a sip of my drink. He smiled. "Well are the people different to the people here, is there as much traffic, do you enjoy it more there?" He asked. I thought for a moment.

"The people are a bit kinder, but I guess it's because in Frisco, people know who you are from competitions already so you already have a name for yourself at new schools. Traffic is the same. And although Frisco is my home, it feels good to be starting out fresh somewhere new." I said, and found him searching my eyes.

He just smiled and said, "You don't know how nice it is to have someone different around. Everyone seems the same here, besides my friends as they're all unique. But you're so different, a good different." That just made me chuckle and smile at him.

"Thank you." I said, lookin down at my drink. He sipped his and leaned back in the booth. "So you said you had a boyfriend but you guys broke up? What happened?" He asked, and sipped his drink. I chuckled. "You actually pay attention." I said, making us both laugh.

"We broke up a month before summer break. Found out he was cheating in me with my best friend." I said. He furrowed his eyebrows a little. "Why would he do that? You're such a nice person." He said. I shrugged. "See he was nineteen and wanted me to sleep with him, and when I said no I guess he just decided to go on my best friend." I said.

He sighed. "What a douche." He said, making me laugh. "Yeah, now that I think of it he was." I said, and we both laughed. We were silent for a bit when he asked, "How old were you when you had your first kiss?" I laughed and put down my mug.

"Um, I was sixteen and it was with my ex, but before we started dating and were just good friends. I had been watching him play football and after the game we met up behind the bleachers." I said. He chuckled. "The classic behind the bleachers." He shook his head as he was saying it, making me laugh. "And you? How old were you?" I asked.

"I was thirteen and it was with this really pretty girl in my class, who was a British exchange student. I kissed her after our movie date and we dated for like two weeks then she went back to London." He said laughing at the memory. I chuckled. "Really? How sad." I said. He smiled and finished his drink. I did the same and we payed and left.

As we walked down the sidewalk, we brushed arms. I checked the time on my phone and saw we had fifteen minutes left. "Can I ask you something?" He asked. I nodded and looked up at him while we walked. "Do you maybe want to do this every period?" He asked. I smiled and nodded. "Sure, I'd love to." I said.

He grinned and we soon got back to school. "You wanna swap numbers?" He asked. I chuckled. "Yeah, sure." We swapped phones and added ourselves to eachothers contacts list and handed back our phones. "I'll see you tomorrow." He said. I smiled. "See you." He went off down the hall and I walked slowly towards my next class.

I decided to go wash my hands in the bathroom as I had some hot chocolate that I spilt on my hand. I went in and was washing my hands when the 'popular' girls came in. Lauryn came over and said, "Oh, hello Annie." She said. "Hi." I said, turning off the tap.

"Heard you are spending the time with Mr. Jackson. Is that your plan on trying to become miss popular? I'm afraid that is very overused." She asked. I frowned. "What do you mean?" I asked. "It's very stereotypical to try date the popular guy in school. I guess you're no different from all the other girls." She said, taking out a file and attending to her nails.

"What do you mean popular? He's very down to earth." I said. She raised an eyebrow. "Well I guess he's trying out a new flavor. He's never dated a smarty pants." She said. I tried to walk past her but she stood in my path. "I'm just saying don't get too comfortable." She said, then pushed last me to look at her reflection. I frowned and left, pondering on it for the rest of the day.