My Soulmate (HoO/PJO AU)

Chapter 2

Annabeth's POV

I was walking into Goode high school, when my somewhat good morning was ruined by an all too familiar head of black, unruly hair.

Percy Jackson walked over to me with a look of determination. Well I ruined that with my famous death glare. Honestly he looked quite scared.

"Hey, Annabeth. I know you hate me and stuff, but I-I was wanting to know why. Why have you hated me since kindergarten? What did I do to you?" He said. He stuttered a bit at the beginning but quickly regained his composure.

Also, for your information, the reason I hate him is because when we were in kindergarten he spilled a cup of black paint on my owl painting. That lasted until first grade, where he played a prank on me with the Stoll brothers.

They tore out the pages in one of my favorite books, 'To Kill A Mockingbird'. Then they decided that putting a bucket of goo over a door and making sure I went in first in seventh grade. After the bucket of goo they threw a bucket of chicken feathers at me. My nickname ever since has been 'owl girl'

That's why I hate him so bad. Why did he do it to me? That question is still to be answered.

"First of all, Thank you got spilling paint on my picture. Second of all, BOOK PAGES! Doesn't that mean anything to you? And third of all, thank you for my AWESOME nickname!!!!!!" I snapped at him. The whole hallway went silent.

I lowered my voice, "Now if you excuse me, I have to get to science." He looked very shocked at my outburst. Then he seemed suddenly very interested in his shoes. "Sorry for all of that. I wanted to look cool in front of my friends. But when I was alone I always kicked myself for being so mean," he said in a whisper that was so quiet, it was a miracle I could understand him.

I looked at him in shock. Did he just apologize to me?! I stuck out my hand and he looked up, "you're forgiven. Friends?"

He looked into my eyes then shakes my hand. "Friends," he says very confidently.

Wow who could have thought that I would be friends with one of the guys that played so many pranks on me? Definitely not me.

I had 1 more question though. "Why did you always prank me?" I ask.

"Because-you know I don't really think I had a reason. I just liked you," he said. Wait! What did he just say?! He blushed a deep shade of red. "I didn't mean it like that. I mean that I liked pranking you! You were just easy! The other people we pranked could have taken me down in a second! You could have taken me down in a minute!" The words flow out of his mouth like a raging river.

I smile at his goofy-ness. "What's your schedule?" I ask him and he hands me a piece of paper and I look at it. "We have every class together except our extracurricular. I have Greek mythology and you have gym," I say. He smiles and we head to science.

I have a feeling this is going to be a good year.

"Just because we're friends doesn't mean I won't still prank you from time to time. So watch your back," he whispers in my ear. I laugh and sit down next to him.