As I was walking to my 5th period, I was already thinking about ditching. 2 hours. It's been two, merciless hours and thirty minutes of that was lunch. I wanted to facepalm. What about a week? Or even a year? I can't even afford to think like that.

There are kids in Africa who are litterally dying because they don't have anything to eat or drink. Their parents are dead and they have no where to go. Shut the fuck up. My mind chastised me, and I wrapped my arms around myself, guilt flooding into my stomach. How shallow of me.

I started walking toward the back, but assumed Percy (which I have discovered has every single bloody class with me) was going to be there so I plopped down in the front of the busy classroom, with pictures of animals everywhere. The animal's eyes seemed to follow you, their ominous stares watching your every move. I know it was stupid to think that way, but I still huddled into a little ball, ducking my head down. Thalia had skipped into the room like a little girl and sat next to me giving me an enthusiastic smile. I grinned back, only to be polite.

"All right class! Listen up!" the room went quiet. Dead quiet.

"I hear we have a new student! Annabeth Chase? I am Ms. Pierce. Would you please come up to the front of the room?"

This was the only class out of my whole day that made me introduce myself...I could tell I wasn't going to like this class. Biology has always been my weakest subject.

I stood up and practically limped to the front of the room. "Um," I said, not knowing what to do.

I heard Percy stifle a laugh and I turned my head to glare at him, proving my predictions to be right. He was in the very back, feet on the desk beside him.He looked beautiful. He was pathetic.

"We are going to ask you five questions to try to get to know you better." Ms. Pierce said optimistically. I hated people like that. People who can't grow up and realize that the world is a sucky place where you just go through the same horrendous routine everyday until you shrivel up and die.

Five Questions? Isn't that a game you play in elementary school?

A hand shot up. I wonder who that could be? I asked mentally with bitter sarcasm. Thalia giggled as Mrs. Pierce called on her.

"What do you like to do in your spare time?"

Totally elementary school.

"I like to listen, write and okay music mostly, when I'm not hanging out with my friends." I replied.

The teacher smiled and picked on the next person... Percy Jackson.

He asked smoothly, "Is it just today, or do you always look this sexy?"

The class busted out laughing, while he kept a completely straight face. I flushed crimson red furiously and sat down, dismissing myself, staring at my hands the whole time.

The teacher stopped the questions-THANK GOD-and got started with the lesson. I turned around and our eyes locked. He mouthed the words "you're welcome" and smiled, showing off his pearly white teeth. I put my head down, groaning and tried concentrating on what Ms. Pierce had to say. I found this incredibly hard; her voice had to be the most annoying thing I have ever heard. Whoops, I take that back. The second most annoying thing I've heard. Percy had to be the first.

"To get started on this chapter, I decided for the class to do a project. I'll be paring you up with someone and give you a place to research."

Partners. Um, no. Annabeth Chase does NOT do partners. She doesn't do people in general.

Please don't let me be with Percy! I screamed and plead quietly, throwing a tantrum in my head.. But of course, the odds are never in my favor.

The teacher picked names out of a basket, until she picked out the two last names. "Annabeth and Percy."

I closed my eyes, biting my lip, and cursed to myself silently. She asked if anyone had a problem with their partner, to let her know, but I couldn't bring myself to. I silently got up and looked at Percy. His eyes were surprisingly dull as I looked back but he still gave me a wink.

I followed him to a lab table, and sat down, arms touching. I violently jerked away, not because I was surprised, but because I felt electricity run through me when he touched my elbow.

I started reading the first question...out of 87...this is going to be fun. "If a cell diffuses in-"

"Osmosis," he interrupted me.

I asked, dumbfounded, "How did you of all people know that?"

I didn't mean to sound rude; I was so surprised.

He just chuckled. "Oh, so you are the type of girl who judges people on first notice... nice to know."

I scowled at him. "If you are implying that I am stereotypical then you are wrong. If you are implying that I judge easily because I don't trust, then yes, you are correct." I stopped myself, realizing what I just said.

Afraid that he might have said something about my remark, I interrupted before he had the chance to speak.

"Just forget it alright? I don't need another person messing with my head."

He grimaced at me before cracking a smirk. "So you admit I get in your head."

I would have slapped him with a book if Mrs. Pierce wasn't there, looking over my shoulder, ya know, like every two seconds. Instead, I narrowed my eyes and turned the other cheek, and started working on my questions.

After a couple of minutes, Percy put down his pencil, and leaned back in his chair. I narrowed my eyes. "Are you going to finish?" I asked.

"Take a look Blondy."

"Don't ever call me that again." I hissed before turning my head to check his answers. He did fill them all out, and they were correct. I raised a curious eyebrow. "Where's the cheat sheet?" I demanded.

"Hah, you really are stereotypical." He murmured under his breath quietly and looked away, not wanting to meet my eyes. A pang of guilt struck me, and I wanted to admit that I was sorry, but I wasn't.

Quickly writing down all the answers, I raised my hand to tell the teacher that we were done. "Mrs. Chase," She scolded me, "Next time, you have to let Percy do some of the work."

I scowled. "He actually did all of it by himself. We worked alone." I corrected her. I felt Percy tense next to me. "I'm sorry," Mrs. Pierce apologized "Percy usually doesn't ever do his work. I'm surprised; it seems like you bring out the best in him." She said, giving me an approving smile. Oh gag. We were the only pair that got all the questions right.

When she walked away, Percy smiled. "Nice of you to defend me like that."

"Oh please." I began, "I only stand up for what is right. And you did answer those questions. I'm not going to just sit here and lie and say you didn't." I replied simply.

He also raised an eyebrow and folded his arms, glancing at me from head to toe. It made me sick. I knew I was slipping into his little game, even if I promised myself I wouldn't.

The teacher congratulated us, and put on a video. As soon as the lights turned off, a sickening feeling filled my stomach.

I groaned loudly, putting my head down. "Annabeth?" He asked, touching my arm. "Don't touch me." I argued, holding my head. He was making it harder for me to control myself.

"I'm not going to just sit here and see you in pain. I only stand up for what is right." He argued quietly with me, his mocking tone only making it worse.

I was about to get up and tell the teacher on him but I stopped myself. He was not going to make me lose my cool. Lose my maturity. The lights turned on and I breathed a huge sigh of relief. The 15 minutes of the video had to be the longest wait of my life.

He looked over at me and pure amusement.

"You seemed to have a good time, "he said standing, with one hand extended to help me up.

"Not exactly..." I murmured under my breath and ignored his hand. "Your mocking sure helped, though." I added icily. The sickening feeling was subsiding, the migraine slowly vanishing.

The bell rang and I watched him as he rolled his eyes, being the first one out of the room. He left me standing there, wanting him to be there with me again, no matter how stupid I felt.