The New Kid

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Percy's POV

When me and my friends arrived a little late to Greek thanks to a little slut, *cough*Katy*cough* the teacher greeted us with a glare.

"Well, reason please?" Ms. James, the teacher, asked.

"Uuummm, we were cleaning our lockers and lost track of time." Samantha lied.

I sent her a look. Nice save.

"All right," Ms. James replied, obviously not convinced.

We sat down in our seats, gratefully not in trouble.

"Today, class, we have a new student." Ms. James started. "Willow, please come out and introduce yourself in Greek."

I swear I heard her mutter, "If you can,"

I gasped as a girl with hair so black, it was a navy blue/purple with natural, light curls at the ends came in, but that is not why I gasped. It was her eyes. They were a deep gray like Annabeth's, but had glittering flecks of purple swimming in them. She had a black sweatshirt on with hands in her pockets and looked down at her feet like she didn't want to be noticed. She was in my class but looked a lot younger, around Hazel's age. It was a perfect description of the demigod he was looking for. I decided to keep an eye on her.

When Willow stepped in the room, Samantha smiled kindly at her and Josh, along with the other boys looked at her longingly, making most of the girls jealous, so they shot mean glares at her. The class's reaction made her look only more shy.

(A/N: I don't want to write in Greek, so it will be in italics)

"Hi, I'm Willow. I just moved here. Nice to meet you." she whispered, barely audible.

"I'm sorry. Say that again, a little louder." Ms. James said, making a big scene of trying to hear her by putting her hand on her ear and leaning towards Willow.

Willow signed, took a deep, and said again, a little louder, "Hi, I'm Willow. I just moved here. Nice to meet you." in perfect Greek. Her eyes slowly scanned the room, avoiding eye contact. When her eyes met mine, I could see a glimmer of recognition.

I wonder what that was.

Ms. James glared, no longer nice because Willow's Greek skills surpassed hers.

The rest of class was a blur and when the bell finally rang, I was bored to bits. I followed Willow to find out her locker was near mine. When we were both at our lockers, she whirled towards me and wrote on a pad of paper, "Tell the truth. Are you Perseus Jackson?" She gave me a death glare almost as good as mine.

"Uuum, yeeees," I replied because I was certain she was a demigod.

"I was told to find you, so I could go to Camp Half-Blood." she wisps red quietly.

"Okay, do you want to go now and ditch school?"

"What?! No! I would never miss a chance to learn!" Willow whisper-shouted, looking horrified.

"Definitely a daughter of Athena" I thought.

I found out her schedule was the same as mine and the day passed by fluidly. Willow answered every question correctly in her shy way and looked slightly bored. Next was gym. We were doing sword-fighting as usual. I had to act like an amateur to avoid suspicion, but I was still the best in class. Hey, I was just too good.

Today, I wanted to analyze Willow's fighting skills.

"LINE UP, RUNTS! PICK UP YOUR STICKS AND START WACKN' EACHOTHER! NEW KID, LOOK AT THE REST AND LEARN! GOT IT!? WHAT?! GO! GO! GO!" Coach Summers yelled.

I watched Willow pick up a shorter "stick" so it was more like a knife and practice swing it. Then, she sparred with Katy.

"You are not stealing my top spot. Got it, puny mortal? I am a proud child of Aphrodite!" Katy snarled.

"Yeah right," I thought and when I noticed Willow roll her eyes, I saw she was thinking the same thing.

They sparred and Willow won, obviously, but her skills at Camp Half-Blood standards were really low, but she was super quick, clever, and good with her hands.

-----Kronos, the time Titan, is speeding up the time to the end of the day-----

I met Willow outside the school and did my best taxi cab whistle. In the thirty seconds we were waiting, I asked, "How old are you really?"

"Oh, you noticed? Well,I guess you're not a two-time hero of Olympus for nothing. I'm thirteen." Willow blushed.

When Blackjack arrived, we climbed on and flew towards Camp Half-Blood.

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