Thanks for all the reviews, and to the anonymous reviewer, and Taffeh., I plan to fully introduce the daughter of Kronos in Chapter 10. Like I've said before, I have about 50 pages written out in a notebook. I apologise if I'm coming off a bit harsh, but you can't expect a book to get directly into the fighting, right? Anyway, sorry for uploading a day late, I got sidetracked, and I'm always really busy on Sundays. I'll try to update more during the week, since I won't have access to the internet next weekend.

I realized I made a little mistake in the last chapter, I didn't mean for it to say 3:30 PM, that's what this chapter is supposed to be. Last chapter is 11:45 AM, sorry!

Discalimer: I do not own PJO, HoO, or any of the Percy Jackson books. Those are all owned by Rick Riordan.

Chapter 8

3:30 PM Goode High Gym

Annabeth's PoV

After lunch, Percy and I had to go to our Economics class. Even though I love mathematics, and economics isn't much of a difference, for some reason, I don't enjoy it as much as my other classes. Don't get me wrong, I'm still good at it, and I pass, but there's just something about it that's different.

We walked into class to see that it was still partially empty, probably because we left from lunch early. Percy and I went over to the desks in the front row next to the windows. Percy, of course, took the one next to the window. That way he could stare out of it and look at the lake outside of the school.

The teacher walked in, followed by the rest of the class. She looked like she was about 27 years old or so, with dirty blonde hair, muted blue colored eyes, and a big, hairy mole that's able to distract anyone, right under her left eye.

The late bell rang and everyone took their seats. "Okay class, welcome, unfortunately your old teacher is in the hospital after being on a motorcycle accident, so I'll be replacing him. My name is Mrs. Mole."

The class, unsuccessfully, tried to hold back their laughs, but eventually started roaring with laughter, Percy and I included.

When the class finally was able to stop laughing, we looked up to see Mrs. Mole will a stern look on her face. "I hope you've gotten all that out of your systems, because I've now decided to assign homework."

The class groaned while she smirked and handed out worksheets for our homework. I guess she knew we were all going to laugh, so she had them prepared. My first impression of her, she's evil!

When Economics ended, we walked towards the auditorium for Drama. The only reason I was taking this class, was because I still needed a Fine Arts credit to graduate, and I suck at playing instruments.

Percy found out that I was in Drama and immediately switched out of his Student Assistant class. Why? Because Henry and Stacy took Drama as well, and decided that those two together would be bad for me.

"Okay, settle down everybody." The teacher asked in a pleasant enough voice, loud enough for everyone to hear. The class continued to talk, and he turned red. "Shut your mouths!" He yelled, causing everyone to shut up.

"Good, now today, we're going to be working on the set for our upcoming musical Jekyll & Hyde. (A/N: In my Drama class at school, auditions for the first musical of the school year start in the summer, so that's why this one is already working on the sets.) I have jobs for each of you." He pulled out a clip board and began to assign jobs.

Our teacher was a middle aged man, about 52 or so, he was shorter than average height, maybe 5 and a half feet tall, he had thin white hair and a beard. He was also a bit large, but he also seemed very strong.

Percy and I got assigned to put up the wall for the lab that Jekyll works in, although we could barely get work done without Henry coming over and bothering us. Percy shot him glares, but it didn't seem to do anything.

Eventually Henry got bored and walked away at the end of class. "I swear to Zeus, if he doesn't stop, I'm going to kill him." Percy mumbled to himself when we were walking to Gym for our 7th period.

Finally, a class that I could use to clear my head, and it's at the end of the day. One of the best parts, Emily was in the same class as me, so I had a friendly face there, one that wasn't always kissing me.

"Hey!" Emily called from across the courtyard as Percy and I walked towards the gym. We waited for her to catch up so we could all walk in together. "Are you ready for tryouts today?" She asked me.

"That was today? Crap!" I acted, which I must say, was pretty good.

"You forgot? Damn it, Annabeth! You're lucky I always bring extra clothes." Emily said as she started fishing around in her duffel bag.

"I'm kidding, Emily! I knew about volleyball tryouts today. Also, why do you bring extra clothes?" I asked, thoroughly confused. Emily just glared at Percy on my other side.

He held up his hands in surrender. "It was one time! And no one complained after it was done!"

I slapped his arm, "What did you do to them?"

Before he could answer, Emily cut him off. "Him, leading the swim team, decided it would be a good idea to take a bunch of hoses and spray us when we were having practice outside in the hot sun, while the gym was being renovated."

I turned to him, "You did what?"

I saw the fear in his eyes before he ran off ahead of us towards the gym. "That's right! You better run!" Emily called after him.

We laughed and got to the locker room when the bell rang. After Emily and I finished changing, we walking into the gym to see Percy talking to a few guys in the corner.

I couldn't catch the conversation, but I caught the end of it. "...told her about the hoses, and I ran." They all burst out into laughter as I cleared my throat.

Percy made a squeaking sound and hid behind one of his friends. "I'm sorry, don't kill me!"

Stupid Seaweed Brain. Oh well, I might be able to milk this a bit. "Alright, I won't kill you, but you have to do something for me."

He peeked out from behind his friend, "And what would that be?"

I whispered in his ear, telling him he had to go up to each Aphrodite girl and say they were ugly, and suffer the consequences.

"No, no, a million times, NO! I refuse to do that." He said, shaking is head vigorously.

I smirked as the coach walked in and began taking attendance. She also reminded us that volleyball tryouts were after school today.

After she finished taking attendance, she seperated us in two teams, saying we'd be playing kickball today. The girls in the class groaned while the rest of them started to talk with their friends on each team.

Percy, Emily and I were all on the same team, along with a few guys that looked like they knew how to handle kicking a ball. We walked out to the football field to play, since it was too enclosed in the gym.

Our team kicked first, with one of the random guys on our team. He almost got tagged out, but was able to dive to first base on time.

Emily was next, and she was able to get to first base as well, sending our other guy to second.

I was up next, the guy who was pitching decided to be stupid. "Easy out here guys! Move on in!" His team moved inwards, leaving a small number of people in the outfield, but I didn't care about that.

He rolled the ball, and again, I decided to milk it, so I had the ball slide off my foot so it'd count as a foul. I went to kick again, and this time I missed on purpose. On the last throw, the guy threw it very slowly, so I took that opportunity to aim my kick to his face.

I hit the ball so hard that I could have sworn a I heard it pop. The ball flew towards his face, but he was able to swerve out of the way. The ball bounced into outfield, and was able to be returned before our first kicker got past third base, which exactly what I told him to do.

Finally, the last kicker we needed was Percy. All the girls in the game, our team and theirs, started cheering for him. I rolled my eyes when he stepped up.

He seemed to be angry as he rolled the ball, or should I say throw, since the ball flew at the same height at Percy's midsection. Percy decided to dodge the ball instead of kicking it, which I knew he could do at that height.

"Hey, throw the ball to a point where I can hit it at least!" Percy complained like a 5 year old.

"Fine!" The pitcher spat. This time he rolled the ball, but it was still going really fast. Percy smirked as he kicked the ball so hard that it went the through the field goal posts on the football field on the other end.

Everyone gets confused when he just stands there. "I already hit it out there, why do I need to run around?" He pointed out.

Good point...

Everyone just shrugged and went back to the game. By the end of the class, the score was 24-1. The only reason they got a point was because one of the girls didn't want to catch the ball, thinking it would ruin her manicure.

Class ended and we walked out to Percy's car to wait until tryouts began.

After I finished changing into my clothes for tryouts in the bathroom with Emily, we all walked to the gym.

"So what do we actually do during the tryouts?" I asked Emily.

"Usually we just run drills, the coach wants to see how long we can go before collapsing. After the drills are done, she sees how good we are at the basics of the game. Bunts, sets, spikes and serving." She explained.

We got to the gym and found that we were to be separated, all the people on the volleyball team last year that decided to try out again were on one side, and everyone new was on the other.

I saw that Stacy was on the team, but she stood out from the rest. Then I saw her holding a clipboard. She must be the team captain, just my luck.

"Do your best, Wise Girl, I know when you're not trying." He said as he gave me a quick peck on the lips.

"Of course I will, Seaweed Brain." I said as he walked to the bleachers for spectators.

After 15 minutes of doing laps and running exercises, the majority of the people, some people from the team included, were already sweating bullets. Although, thanks to 11 years of training at camp, I wasn't phased in the least.

I looked over at Percy who waved and chuckled. I waved back and went back to the drills. I glanced over at Stacy who looked like she was ready to break her clipboard from rage.

The coach seemed to single me out from the rest of the people, I hoped it was for something I was doing that was good. She had me do a few extra drills, probably seeing if I'd crack at any point. I didn't.

When we finished, I was starting to get a small layer of sweat, but not as bad as other who were pushed so hard that they were passed out on the bleachers.

6:41 PM, Annabeth's Apartment

Percy's PoV

I was watching TV in Annabeth's living room while she was taking a shower. After everything settled down and we were driving home, she really started to sweat.

I told her she stunk and to take a shower, in response, she poked my Achilles Heel.

I saw that she made her apartment a little bit more homely, she had pictures of her family on the walls, and there was a picture of someone that looked very familiar.

I walked up to in and studied the picture, I couldn't place my finger on who it was until I saw their eyes, they were stormy gray like Annabeth's. I guessed it was Athena in her human form, I put down the picture, since the eyes still looked like they were ready to kill me, even though they weren't looking at me at the time.

On the desk, I saw blueprints and sketches for her projects on Olympus, there were drawings for the number of statues that Ares wanted, the designs for my dad's destroyed home too. I guess he trusted Annabeth enough to do that.

While I was looking around, I didn't notice Annabeth sneaking up behind me.

"Looking for something?" She yelled in my ear. I jumped up high enough to hit the spinning ceiling fan, when I hit the ground, I instinctively grabbed my forehead, even though it didn't hurt.

"Ow!" I exclaimed. "What was that for, Annabeth?"

"For snooping through my designs, and you know that didn't hurt you."

"Yes it did! Can you kiss my boo boo and make it better?" I asked her like a 4 year old getting a small bruise.

She kissed my forehead, "Better?"

I jumped up. "All better!" I said with a smirk.

"Come on, let's make some dinner, I'm starving." She led me to the kitchen where I already laid out all the things she asked me to. She said we were making chicken parmesean, and garlic bread, and for desert, we're having chocolate cake. (This is making me VERY hungry)

She told me to stick with keeping the pasta from burning, since I burn everything I try to cook. Even with that simple job, the pasta almost burned.

After we finished eating, we went to the living room to watch some TV, Annabeth, of course, had to put it on National Geographic. I fell asleep within minutes.

How was it? I'm sorry it took so long for me to update the story and add in a new chapter, I've been going through some personal issues in life, and I still am. I also have been reading a LOT of Chaos stories, and I kind of want to write my own. If you think I should, send me a message, or something, I'm going to be keeping SOME similarities, but I still want it to be very different.

Also, I've been going through a bit of a ditch with this current story, I have 53 pages in my notebook written, but I am having some extreme writer's block, and I've started to lose a bit of inspiration. I'll still be writing chapters with what I have, but when I reach that limit, it'll probably take a while between each update, just letting you guys know in advance, thanks!