Mortals Meet Percabeth

Veronica Smith - Frazel

A/N Frazel!!!!!! Mkay, nothing else to say. Enjoy! Btw, this is all Veronica's pov.

I pushed my way threw the throngs of people clogging the hallways of my high school, searching for my anger release. I always bully her when I need to "Let some steam out" as my annoying mother always says. Of course, she doesn't know that I'm taking it out on a person, or she would have a total field day. But it's not my fault! She's always so quiet and she never really reacts to my bullying, and she doesn't fight back, so she's the perfect target! I finally spot her, placing her books into her locker, unaware that I'm coming up behind her to make another day of her life miserable. Hazel Levesque. 

I walk up behind her and knock her books out of her arms. "What's up, loser?" I sneer at her.

She just looks at me, like always. I shove her against the locker next to her and speak again. "You're so ugly it's not even funny. I wonder what your parents must have thought when you were born - probably that you're useless and ugly, which is true."

Usually at this point she would sigh, I would say a couple other things, and we would each continue on our way. But for some reason, today is the day that she chose to snap. She slips out from under my arms and swipes her feet across my legs, and before I know it, I'm lying flat on my back on the floor, breathing hard. I mean, what the heck?! What's different about today that she should get angry?! She leans over me and glares. "I'm done with with your schist Veronica. I'm finally getting out of this dump today, and I'm not putting up with you anymore." She closes her locker and walks off, leaving me on the floor with my useless "friends" staring after her instead of helping me.

But what did she mean by "getting out of this dump"? Whatever. A loser like her isn't important. 

-----It's Ava's birthday today and I gave her the day off, so Steve has returned to take you to the end of the day-----

I'd had one of my so-called friends to watch Hazel all day to find out what she meant. It's not spying, it's just being very observant. Anyways, Jessa, the friend, listened to a conversation between Hazel and Elizabeth, the only person who ever dared to approach Hazel once I made my hatred clear. She heard Hazel tell Elizabeth that her boyfriend was picking her up and they going to a little reunion, since their friends were kind of spread out over the country. Yeah right. Like a loser like her would ever get a boyfriend. Anyway, according to Jessa, when Elizabeth asked about her boyfriend, Hazel said that he was three years older then us, and they started dating when she was 13, and her boyfriend 16. Honestly! It's such a pack of lies. And now that we're 16, he would be 19, and they would have been dating for 3 years! It's ridiculous. Elizabeth did ask the name of the boyfriend, but then they went into their class and Jessa couldn't eavesdrop anymore. Seriously, she should have found a way. She's a coward. But it's the end of the day now, so I can call the loser out on her lies.

I've been waiting by the parking lot with Jessa for, like, ten minutes and the loser still hasn't shown. It's a pretty hot day, and my wavy red hair is starting to stick to my neck and scalp. Just then, the loser and her friend come out talking and laughing. Pretty much everyone else has already left - nobody wants to stay at school any longer then absolutely necessary. Glancing around the school parking lot, I don't see any unfamiliar cars. Like I said, her so-called "boyfriend" must be a fake.

Hazel and Elizabeth walk right past us without noticing us. Obviously I can't have that, so Jessa and I hurry after her. "Hey loser!" I call out. "Where's your fake boyfriend, huh?"

She turns to me, clearly annoyed. "Seriously Veronica? Were you eavesdropping or something?"

I toss my hair. "I wasn't." That should fool her.

She sighs and shakes her head. "Whatever. For your information, Frank told me he would be about 15 minutes late. As far as I'm aware, it's only been about 12 minutes since school ended. If you're going to be mean, maybe do your research next time so you don't end up looking like even more of a fool then usual."

I just stare for a moment. How dare she say that!! To me! Me, the queen bee!! "I-I-" I stutter.

Just then, a car that looks kind of high-end pulls in. I don't know what kind it is. Why would I? I have no use for that kind of information. Anyway, the loser seems super exited for some reason. That can't be......... her boyfriend? Can it? How would somebody like her get a boyfriend. No, it has to be somebody else. Maybe a new janitor or something.

The drivers side door of the car opens, and a young man with brown eyes and brown hair in a military cut steps out. He's tall and looks super muscly. His eyes scan the parking lot and rest on Hazel the loser, who's moving toward him with a huge grin on her face. They meet in the middle of the parking lot and kiss. Like, seriously??!!!

This cannot be happening. How did she get a boyfriend??!! Jessa and I watch from afar as Hazel introduces Elizabeth to the man - Frank she said? Whatever. It doesn't matter. I can't I, Veronica Smith, queen bee of the high school, was humiliated like that. At least not very many people saw.

A/N Yeah, that was a crappy chapter. I'm not used to writing other ships, so it's proabably pretty clunky. Anywho, I hope you people enjoyed it. Later Human Beans!!

~Skate