Disclaimer: I own nothing. Characters go to Rick Riordan and plot goes to Simone Elkeles
Annabeth
I sat next to Luke while waiting for class to start. Most of the students were already here, but some were still missing and a majority of them were gang members. My mind kept wandering off to my brothers and I wondered how they were doing. Also, I kept worrying about Percy; I had no intention of him bullying me and ruining my relationship with Luke. I can only hope that I can somehow avoid him for the rest of the year.
Speaking of the devil, Percy walked in the class and the other gang members greeted him in Greek and patted him on the back. The rest of the students filed in just as the late bell rang. The teacher, Mr. Brunner, walked into the room and students scrambled to sit down next to their friends. Mr. Brunner raised his eyebrows.
"I am well aware that you are all seniors and that this is your last year, perhaps the last year you can spend with your friends. Unfortunately for you, I already picked your partners for you," he announced and there were groans and complaints from the students. I sighed because I was also hoping that I could spend at least one class sitting next to my boyfriend. He held up a hand to silence us.
"There will be no exceptions and no switches," he said, taking out a clipboard and he began calling names. "Silena Beauregard, Luke Castellan, sit in the first table on my left."
I frowned as Luke got up and he shrugged apologetically. Silena got up from her seat and muttered "sorry" as she passed by me. Mr. Brunner continued listing names and I ignored him until I heard my name being called.
"Annabeth Chase and Percy Jackson."
My mouth dropped open in shock. Crap, crap, crap. This couldn't be happening. Oh gods, anybody but him. I turned around to look at Percy and he was smirking at me in amusement. I scowled and headed to my seat. it wasn't long before he sat down next to me.
"Excited to see me so soon, etaíros (partner)?"
"Shut up."
"Why you gotta be so mean? Is it because of this morning?"
"You took my spot and I was almost late to class."
"You're the one who almost ran me over," he countered. Ugh, can't this guy just leave me alone.
"Well, I apologize so you need to get over it. We're gonna be stuck with each other for the rest of the year," he pointed out. Don't remind me.
"Don't you dare try to pull a move on her Jackson," I heard Luke warn Percy. He and Silena were seated in front of us. "Or else I swear to the gods, I'm gonna make you regret it."
"What the hell are you gonna do? The same stupid stunt you pulled on me freshman year? Your threats are lame."
"Guys stop it," I try to warn them, but they're too busy glaring at each other, blue eyes to green. You can practically feel the tension and slice it with a knife.
"Boys, that's enough. School is no place for petty arguments," Mr. Brunner said sternly. Luke scowled and turned away. Oh, boy this will be a long year.
Percy
I have no idea what Chase sees in Luke. He's an ugly, annoying douche that can't mind his own business. Well, I'm a douche too but it's all just an act that I need to keep up as a Half-Blood leader. All Castellan thinks about is himself and being the best in everything. He's captain of the fencing team, he has perfect grades, perfect girlfriend. It makes me sick. So I'm going to have my revenge by taking it out on his little girlfriend. Plus Annabeth is annoying too. She probably thinks she's better than all of us Lowers which is exactly what all the Uppers think.
"Now since we are don't know each other that well yet, I want you and your partner to talk about yourselves to each other. Talk about anything: school, hobbies, friends, anything. When I say that time is up, you're going to stand up in front of the entire class and introduce your partner to the class. Please start now."
I sighed and turned to face Annabeth. She didn't look too happy to talk to me either. It sucks how we're going to be stuck with each other for the rest of the year.
"Why don't you start? I've heard a lot about you and your drug-dealing habits," Annabeth said dryly. I scowled. Typical for an Upper to assume that I do drugs.
"Why don't you go? I'd love to hear all about your fancy trips to the Bahamas and your shopping habits," I said sarcastically. She rolled her eyes.
"Not everyone Upper loves to shop."
"Not every Lower does drugs."
"Fine, what did you do during the summer?" she asked. All I did was spend time at the beach and hang out with fellow gang members.
"You know, rob apartments, run from the cops, terrorize the streets of Manhattan," I lied. She sighed.
"Look, if you're not going to take this seriously, then let's do something else," she said, pulling out her notebook and handing it to me.
"What, do you want me to write my number in it?" I teased. She glared at me with her intense grey eyes. If looks could kill, I think she'd be strangling me now.
"No. Just write anything in my notebook and I'll write in yours. When time's up, we'll switch and we'll read aloud what we wrote. Got it Seaweed Brain?"
"Understood, Wise Girl."
We exchanged notebooks and started writing. When Mr. B said that time was up, we exchanged notebooks. At first, Annabeth didn't look at what I wrote. I smirked, thinking about how she would react once she reads what I wrote. I glance at my notebook and quickly read what she wrote. She mostly wrote about how she spent the summer reading and taking care of her brothers. If she wasn't doing that, she was spending time with other Uppers. I almost feel bad because she actually tried putting in some effort while I didn't. I was about to ask her if I could have her notebook back to add things, but Mr. Brunner called us up. I sucked in a deep breath, waiting for Annabeth to go first. She opened the notebook and stared in horror at what I wrote. Her face started to turn red, her grey eyes were wide open, and her mouth dropped open like a fish out of water. Screw feeling sorry, her reaction was anektímitos (priceless).