Annabeth
My hand rests on the door handle and I'm about to pull the door open when my eyes go blurry and my head feels like it's spinning. I take a few deep breaths and lean against the door. Finally, I turn back to normal and pull the door open. Like I expected everyone's eyes fall on me but I keep my head held high. I walk towards the lunch line and wait until it's my turn to pick a meal.
The queue goes down and I pick up a tray before stepping in front of the counter. I glance up at the dinner ladies face and I instantly know that like everyone else she knows. Did that make sense? I mentally shake my head and curl my lips slightly. Fortunately, the food here tastes nice whereas in other schools it tastes horrific. "What would you like, Sweetie?" she asks, kindly. I look down at the food and scrunch my nose. I feel a little sick all of a sudden.
"Can I have…" I trail off. Aren't there certain foods that pregnant women are not aloud to eat? I should start reading baby books. "Is that burger cooked properly?" I know you can't eat raw or undercooked meat.
"It sure is," the lady replies.
"Can I have a burger and some chips on the side then, please?"
She shovels food onto a plate and I notice that she put extra on mine. I don't like being treated differently.
"You don't have to give me extra," I say but she shakes her head, smiling.
"The principal ordered me to give you extra food," she explains and I nod in understanding. I suppose Mr. D isn't as horrible today as he usually is.
I thank the lady and turn to walk towards an empty table when I realise Thalia is standing in front of me.
I tap her shoulder and she turns around. She doesn't look mad like I expected her to. "I'm so sorry," I say and she nods.
"It's okay," she replies.
"No, it's not. I should've known it wasn't you and I should've got my facts right," I insist.
"Don't worry about it. Come on, let's go to out table." I shake my head.
"Nah, I'm going to go sit alone," I say and start to walk off. She grabs my elbow.
"No, you are eating with the rest of us. Nothing has changed," she says and I huff. I don't want to argue again.
"I don't want my own friend's to be looking at me like I'm dirt," I whisper.
"Hey, you'll be surprised when you hear what they think of this. Silena was jumping around like a mad woman when she found out," she replies.
"I don't know."
"Both Percy and I'll be there. No one will say anything and if they do they'll have me to deal with." I chuckle.
"Thanks, Thals," I say.
"You sound like you're getting emotional and you know I'm not a hugging type so please- no crying today," she orders.
"Sure," I reply and we walk towards our table.
Once again I ignore everyone's eyes following me and when we reach the table I stand there, hesitantly. Silena shuffles to her right on her chair so there's room for me next to Percy. I glance at the raven-haired guy and gestures to the seat with his head. With a sigh, I sit down and place the tray of food in front of me. My friends seated at the table go silent and I feel nervous again. As if Percy can tell how I'm feeling he reaches over and takes my hand from under the table. I force myself not to blush, especially with everyone's eyes on me.
"Stop staring at the girl," Thalia huffs, "She's pregnant not an alien." Once again everyone starts talking and I smile at Thalia.
"Congratulations," Silena squeals quietly and nudges me with her elbow. "How are you feeling?"
I'm about to say I'm good when my eyes go blurry again. I squeeze Percy's hand and with my other hand I bring it to my mouth. The table goes silent again.
I take deep breaths behind my hand and I feel a hand rubbing my back. "Are you okay?" Nico asks, concern visible in his voice. I nod even though everyone knows it's not true.
"I don't know why they call it morning sickness when you feel sick all day," I sigh. "A less something's the matter with me."
Percy turns to me, wide-eyed. "What are the symptoms?"
"Jeez, Perce. Calm down a little," Travis teases but Percy glares at him.
"I'm fine," I insist, not meeting Percy's eyes. "I promise."
"You sure?" he asks and I roll my eyes.
"Yes!"
"Okay, okay." He squeezes my hand. I squeeze back.
"Are your boobs sore?" Silena asks and I nearly choke on the water I was sipping.
"No," I whisper. "Any more personal questions?"
"Yeah," Connor speaks up. "How many weeks are you?"
"Nearly three months," Percy says.
"Are you going to get fat?" Grover asks. Has he ever seen a pregnant woman before?
"So far you can barely see my bump but some people get huge. Hopefully, I'll be small because a girl Percy and I saw looked ready to burst when we saw her and she still had a couple of months to go," I reply.
"My mom said something about a girl when she went for her scan. She said that she was talking to you," Silena says and I nod, my mind going back to the conversation.
"She was younger than me," I admit and then add, "I don't get why teen pregnancy is such a big deal. Decades ago women were having kids at fourteen and fifteen. I know it doesn't make things right but… I hate everyone staring at me when I come into a room. I hate it when people treat me differently- like when the dinner lady gave me extra food. "
"If you wanted us to help you then all you had to do was ask," Thalia grins and grabs a handful of chips off my plate, making my portion look exactly the same size as theirs.
"Thanks," I smile. I don't know what made me think Thals would ever spread the news. I wished I hadn't yelled at her. I'm about to apologise again when the bell rings.
Percy let's go of my hand before standing up with the other's and I do the same. I quickly shove some chips into my mouth while walking towards the food bin and then I scrape my food off the plate. I head to my locker then to get my books. "What lesson do you have?" Percy asks and I glance at my schedule.
"History, you?" I reply.
"Geography. They're next door to each other's so I'll walk you," he says and I nod. I open my locker and grab my book. Once again my eyes go blurry and I stumble backwards.
"Whoa," Percy yells and grabs my arm. "What's the matter? Something's not right, I know it."
"I'm fine I just feel a little-" I clamp a hand to my mouth and run towards the girl's bathroom. I get there just in time and puke up my lunch.
"Annabeth?" Percy calls and I feel a hand rub my back and pull my hair out of my face.
"You shouldn't be in here," I whisper once I rinse my mouth out with tap water.
"Who cares?" Percy asks and I smile slightly. Something tells me that Percy is going to be worrying a lot about me for the next six months.
"We're late. Come on," I say and grab his hand, dragging him in the direction of our classrooms.
I turn to him once I'm outside my room. "I'll see you later. Is your teacher going to give you detention for being late?" I ask and he shakes his head.
"Nah, Miss Andrews will let me off. I'll wait for you be your locker later," he says and we just stare at each other. He steps forward and I bite my lip. For a second I think he's going to kiss me but then he puts his arms around me in a hug.
I have to admit I'm a little disappointed. He smiles. Pulls away and walks into his classroom. I can hear his teacher tell him to take a seat and I'm happy he's not in trouble. I take a deep breath before opening the wooden door and walking into my class.
Mrs. Adams looks up from her desk and frowns. "You're late, Mrs. Chase. Please come back at the end of the day for half an hour detention with Drew." I sigh. I wouldn't care about the detention if she hadn't said her name.
"Miss that's not fair," Thalia speaks up. "I saw Annabeth running to the girls room. It's not her fault if she was sick." Actually, it kind of is…
"Is this true?" Mrs. Adams asks and I nod. "Then I'll let you off the hook."
"Wait. I don't want anyone treating me differently. I'll be here at the end of the day," I insist and everyone looks at me like I'm crazy. I have an excuse to get out of detention and I'm not going to use it. Once again I ignore the looks and head to my seat.
When the lesson ends I rush out of the room to tell Percy not to wait for me at the en of the day. It takes about a minute to convince him to go but he finally does. When the bell signalling the end of the school day rings I head back to Mrs. Adams room. Without a word I sit down and stare at the clock. I rub my stomach and shuffle in my seat, uncomfortably. I feel sick and tired. It doesn't help that I can smell Drew's sweet perfume coming from behind me.
Half an hour later the teacher let's us go and I rush out of the room. I lean against the wall once I'm in the hall and squeeze my eyes shut. Breathe, I tell myself. I feel someone's eyes on me and I open my own. There, standing in front of me is… Drew. "What are you doing? Meditating?" she laughs. I roll my blurry eyes and open my mouth to call her something that I bet will feel like a stab in the heart.
"You are such a sm…" I trail off and dig my nails into the wall. Everything seems to be spinning and I look around in every direction.
"Annabeth?" Drew asks and I know something's not right if even she's sounding concerned. "You're scaring me. Are you okay?" Maybe I would've answered. That is if I didn't fall to the floor. The last thing I hear is Drew's squeal for help before everything goes black...
AN: I long chapter because I haven't updated in ages. What do you think? REVIEW!