Percy's POV
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
The alarm rang before I slammed the off button. I rubbed my eyes and sat up. I groaned and went to change. Then I went out to the kitchen, where a plate of blue toast waited for me. I smiled. My mom dyed bread. It sounded so weird. I munched on a few pieces before brushing my teeth. Grabbing my backpack and my mom's car's keys, I went out and unlocked the car door.
"Percy, you can ride with me," someone said.
I turned around to see Paul.
"How come you're not at school yet?" I questioned.
"Woke up late," he answered.
"Okay," I said before climbing in his car.
We drove in silence. Whenever I looked at Paul, he had a smile on his face. I wondered what was going on, but we arrived at the school before I could ask. We went our separate ways. I came to my locker to see a girl standing next to it. I groaned. It was this early and the girls were already coming for me? I sighed and decided to confront her to get it over with. I walked over there to see her opening the locker next to mine. I understood now. She wasn't here to ask me out, try to feel my muscles, or even try and kiss me. She was just new.
"Hey," I greeted.
She looked up at me. My breath caught in my throat. She looked almost exactly like Annabeth. The only things different were her hair, which was brown and straight, and eyes, which were brown, too. She also dressed differently than Annabeth would. She had a maroon shirt on with a black blazer which were under a beautiful scarf made up of fall colors. Her dark blue skinny jeans were tucked in brown knee high boots. Whenever I pictured Annabeth, she would wear a t-shirt and jeans with sneakers. But otherwise, she and Annabeth could pass as twins.
"Stare much?" she asked, scowling.
My eyes widened. The girl sounded exactly like Annabeth, too.
"Oh. S-sorry. See, I have ADHD. I stare a lot," I explained.
She nodded and went back to organizing her locker.
"What's your name?" I asked, opening my own locker.
"An-... Annalise," she said.
My jaw dropped. She even had a name similar to Annabeth's!
"Well, I'm Percy," I said.
I got my books and slammed my locker shut.
"Percy? I think you're supposed to show me around," she said, holding out a piece of paper.
It took me a few minutes to read it. It was murder to my dyslexic eyes. The paper was her schedule. She had the same homeroom as me, as well as math, gym, history/mythology, science, second language, art and English. Her elective was different, however. It was architecture, while mine was marine biology. I was surprised at this, too. Annabeth loved architecture, and would've picked that for her elective, too. On the schedule on the top corner, it said that I was to show her around because my locker was next to her's and we have an almost similar schedule.
"Okay. Then you have Room 295 for homeroom," I said.
"I know," she said, closing her locker.
Then I led the way to homeroom. I sighed. I really hated homeroom. A few girls were there that were always trying to ask me out. Plus, the young teacher there, Miss Hartfeld (but I could call her Sarah), seemed to want me, too.
We arrived early, with only my friend, Minho, there. He was on the swim team, and was my co-captain.
"Hey, Minho," I said.
