A/N: Here we go again… ;) Forgive me for the late updates, but you know, life. Anyway, thank you so much for all the reviews, favorites, and follows! I be happy because of you, you and you (points fingers dramatically). Even you, the one reading this at one in the morning because you're just that awesome.

Disclaimer: I don't own PJatO…it's a sad truth.

Roommates – 6

Percy was only slightly disheartened by the crumpled piece of paper he spotted on the floor as he climbed down from the top bunk. Of course she would still be mad. He felt stupid for actually thinking otherwise. Annabeth's stupid alarm had gone off at six in the morning (again) and Percy had tried so hard to go back to sleep, but it just wasn't going to happen. Obviously, waking up an hour earlier than necessary was a great way to start the first day of college. Percy groaned at the mere thought of school. He groaned again at the thought of facing an angry Annabeth. Then again, had he ever faced any other version of Annabeth? Percy was almost one hundred percent sure that he had not.

"Oh, stop feeling sorry for yourself…gods you're hopeless." Percy simply groaned again at her voice before running a hand through his unkempt hair. He glanced at her, taking in her blonde princess curls and the pride she held in her stance.

She looked at him, her eyes softening for a split-second before turning into their normal form that resembled stormy gray clouds. Ok fine, so he was kind of adorable with his hair like that and he had apologized to her. That didn't mean she was going to forgive him verbally anytime soon. He would have to earn it.

"So are you just going to stand there and glare at me?" Percy asked, irritated.

Annabeth snapped out of her little daze. "I could, but I have a life and classes to go to. Just a thought, but maybe you should stop lazing around and actually get prepared for your first day of classes."

Percy maintained his calm as he pointed out, "Uh…it's only six-thirty. My first class doesn't start until eight."

"My class doesn't start until eight either," Annabeth stated. "Better to get dressed now rather than later."

"Better late than never," Percy retorted just to irk her.

She rolled her eyes. "Of course you would live by that principle."

Percy crossed his arms over his chest. "And I'm proud of it."

Annabeth simply pointed in the direction of the bathroom. "Get dressed."

Percy smirked. "Okay, mom," he said, proud of his first-grade-worthy insult. He grabbed some clothes and headed towards the bathroom, not catching the mischievous look on Annabeth's face.

Annabeth organized her supplies and textbooks for the second time before she heard Percy scream.

"AGH! COLD!" there was a pause before he put it together. "SERIOUSLY ANNABETH?"

She smiled evilly. Okay, so maybe it was a little fun to torture Percy Jackson. She continued to smile as she heard Percy mumble angrily as he showered in freezing cold water. So maybe she had purposefully used all the hot water this morning just for revenge against Percy. That wasn't super cruel according to her standards. It definitely wasn't as bad as when those two twins at her summer camp filled her bed with fuzzy tarantulas. She shuddered at the memory.

A few minutes later, an irritated Percy walked out of the bathroom.

"I would say you were steaming with anger, but your water was probably too cold for you to actually steam," Annabeth stated. She couldn't resist using the pun.

Percy looked at her with a frown. "Not funny, Annabeth." He attempted to tame his unruly hair with his hands as he glared at her. "You're going to regret that."

Annabeth was only slightly frightened by his threat. "I highly doubt it," she responded with utmost confidence. She wasn't going to let Percy win this time. She was going to get the last laugh, and she was going to do anything to make sure of that.

"We'll see about that," Percy said quietly, before adjusting his green shirt and grabbing his backpack and textbooks. Annabeth was already heading out the door, curls bouncing slightly with every step. He sighed with relief. At least he wouldn't be facing her wrath for most of the day now that school was starting. It was highly unlikely that they would have any of the same classes.

Since it was only about seven, and there was still about an hour to kill before his first class, Percy switched on the television and flipped through the channels until he found an interesting cartoon with talking undersea creatures. He briefly recollected that this was a show he used to watch when he was about three, but he simply didn't care. As long as it took his mind off Annabeth, he was fine with it.

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Annabeth sat down in her advanced English class, an hour early, and flipped through the class syllabus as the teacher organized the lesson plan from his desk. She'd already conferenced with the teacher about her dyslexia and mild ADHD and figured out what pieces of literature they would be reading and analyzing over the course of the year. She was feeling very on top of everything and in control for the first time in the last two days, which calmed her nerves greatly.

After she finished going through the coursework for the class for the entire school year, she pulled out her architecture book and read it until she heard other people filing into the class. At eight o' clock, she turned to see all the students sitting and waiting for the class to start. The teacher got up and began to introduce himself.

"Good morning everyone, and welcome to advanced English. My name is Professor Adcock and here in advanced English we will be-" he was interrupted by the door opening loudly. Annabeth turned around to see who was interrupting.

She groaned in her head. In the doorway stood a very flustered Percy Jackson. Her first day of school was officially ruined.

"Ah, welcome Mr…?" Professor Adcock asked.

"Percy Jackson. Uh, I'm sorry I was late…I got lost and-" Percy started to explain. Annabeth rolled her eyes. Of course he had gotten lost. She had totally warned him too.

Professor Adcock cut him off. "Mr. Jackson, I do not tolerate excuses or being late to class. Take a seat and from now on make it a point to get here on time." Percy nodded quickly as many of the students snickered. He bowed his head low and took a seat.

Professor Adcock continued with his introduction to the class and then put up a list of books and plays on the projector screen. "Mr. Jackson, could you please read out the list?"

Percy turned red as he stared hard at the list. "Uh…the first one says…Remoo dan Tuliej? No wait, that can't be right…" his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. The first play on the list was Romeo and Juliet.

The professor's face turned stern. "Be serious, Mr. Jackson. I don't appreciate jokes as much as your past teachers might have."

Percy looked truly apologetic. "I'm sorry, sir, but I can't-"

Annabeth heard everyone laugh as a burly girl in the middle of the classroom whispered, "He's so stupid he can't even read."

"Quiet down everyone." Professor Adcock turned to Percy. "Come on Mr. Jackson. You're wasting my time."

"I can't."

"I've had quite enough of your practical jokes, Mr. Jackson. Feel free to leave my class until you're feeling ready to take this course."

"But, sir-" Percy started.

"Please do not cause any more commotion in my class."

Everyone snickered as Percy walked quietly out of the class, defeated. Annabeth didn't understand why he was being so stupid. He didn't seem like the one to be sassy for no particular reason. Something was wrong. For some reason, Annabeth wanted to know what had really happened.

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After Annabeth had gotten through all of her classes, she'd already accumulated a ton of homework. She headed back to her dorm purposefully, having completely forgotten about what had happened in the morning. When she opened the door, the first thing she saw was a frustrated Percy Jackson pulling at his hair as he stared at his literature textbook.

He turned to see who was at the door, but when he saw that it was just her he resumed to staring at his textbook.

She looked at him confusedly. They didn't even have that much homework for English. It was just to read some of Romeo and Juliet. She didn't get why he was so exasperated.

"What, you're too lazy to even read Romeo and Juliet for homework?" she asked teasingly.

"Haha, you're so funny for making fun of a dyslexic kid. Go ahead and laugh, so what if I can't read very well?" He huffed indignantly.

Percy was not having a good day. First, Annabeth had made him shower in freezing cold water and then he had been humiliated in his first class. The other classes were boring and lame, except for his Marine Biology class. That had been the only highlight of his day. Now everyone from his first class were cracking jokes about how he couldn't read whenever he passed by.

Annabeth being there wasn't helping much. He waited for her to make fun of him after had revealed to her that he was dyslexic. Instead he heard the squeak of wood against wood and glanced up to see Annabeth pulling up a chair to his desk. She plopped down in the chair next to him and looked at him carefully.

"Why didn't you tell the teacher?" she asked thoughtfully.

"How could I, when he kept cutting me off, and everyone else was laughing at me?"

Her eyes softened. "Look, I'm sorry. I had no idea you had dyslexia. Here, I'll show you some tricks to help you read faster." She leaned across him and reached for the textbook, and then pointed at the words and explained stuff to him. Slowly, he was starting to get the hang of it, and the words actually stayed on the page.

Percy smiled as he started reading the words fluently. When he got through all the lines they had to read for homework, he looked at Annabeth curiously with bright green eyes. "How did you know how to do all that?"

Annabeth pushed her hair out of her face softly and got up from the chair. Her heart was doing weird things from being so close to him, especially when he looked at her in such gratitude.

She pulled her bag up from the ground and brought it to the desk, deciding that there was enough space at the table for both of them to do their work. She set it down and looked at him softly. "I may or may not have dyslexia too."

She moved her chair to the opposite side of the table, establishing more distance between them so she could actually focus on finishing her homework. She didn't understand why she was feeling so nervous and awkward around Percy, none of it made sense. But something had definitely changed between them. She tried not to dwell on it much as she drew a model bridge for her architecture class.

Percy worked on his marine biology terms quietly, secretly glancing at Annabeth from time to time. He noticed that she chewed on her pencil whenever she was really deep in thought, and he was starting to find it kind of cute.

When Percy realized his train of thought, he shook his head. What was wrong with him? More so, what was wrong with them? Weren't they supposed to be at each other's throats and arguing over his clumsiness?

Annabeth looked up. "Trying to shake off your stupidity? It's not going to work." She smirked to herself.

Percy suddenly felt relieved. This was more like it. "Whatever, at least I'm not a dumb blonde."

She looked at him with sharp anger. "Take it back, Jackson! I swear I'll destroy what little of your brain you have left in there. I am anything but a dumb blonde!"

He rolled his eyes mockingly. "Sure."

Annabeth groaned. "Ugh, you're impossible."

Percy just smiled. "You wish you were as awesome as me."

She shoved him off his chair and laughed as he fell face first on the floor. He groaned in defeat. "Fine you win this time Chase. But you're going down next time."

"Whatever."

Annabeth started to hate Percy less and less as they argued lightly and worked on their homework. Maybe they could actually even be friends. She shook her head at that idea.

"Now who's got fleas?" Percy said, laughing.

She punched his arm. She definitely did not want to be friends with such a dimwit.