Call Me Intelligent

Welcome to my Life

My name is Annabeth Chancellor (no, not after a Percy Jackson character). I'm twelve. I'm in the Intelligence Program.

That's about all you need to know about me.

Oh yeah, I want to change the world.

Who doesn't? Who wants to live a meaningless, boring existence, touching nothing, changing nothing, helping nobody?

Another thing, a lot of people despise the Intelligence Program. Crazy, right? 

Except for the fact that they value 'equality' in our education system.

Tell ya what, suckers. Life IS unfair.

They call us stuck-up.

Crazy, I've never been stuck-up in my life.

Except perhaps the time I showed off my 97 in Math, or the time I laughed at my classmates for not getting my Science Fiction theorem, or the time I said I'd read the Hunger Games while my classmates were still reading Geronimo Stilton.......

I mean, if you're intelligent, you've got to let people know you're intelligent, right?

I could do twenty-facts tag here, but I'm not interested in stuff like that, so, I'll just skip that, and try to 'show-and-not-tell' you stuff about me.

BTW, isn't the term 'show-and-not-tell', like, super cliche?

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I study in Natalie's Primary School.

First-off, I don't care about the rave reviews it gets. It's pretty much like every other school in the world.

Bullies at every corner, prefects doing meaningless duties (trust me, I've been a prefect for three years), teachers screaming into pupils' faces and a super, super, draggy principal who says the same things again, and again, and again, and again (x1000000).

Yet, it's one of the 'best' primary schools in Sylia.

Then again 'every school is a good school', so, it's technically not.

If you've never heard of Sylia, you wouldn't be the first. No famous singer, artist, businessman, author, model, actress, anything really, has ever come from Sylia and acknowledged their origins, except one politician, he's very respected. First Prime Minister of Sylia.

Other than that, nothing. If not for our fair income, I doubt we'd be noticed at all.

I'm getting off topic.

I study in Natalie's Primary School, in class 6N, an Intelligence Program class. There are four Intelligence program classes in Natalie (K,L,M,N) and two higher-ability classes (I and J) who study Chinese, Art, Civics and Moral Education, Physical Education and Music with us.

We study these supposedly less important subjects in the home classes (Integrity, Care, Harmony, Respect, Responsibility and Resilience) with the I and Js. Math, Science, English and Social Studies are taught in our expert classes (K,L,M,N).

In Natalie's, I 'study hard' to achieve the coveted A* in the Secondary-School Admission Examination.

I've more important things to do, you know, then study how cockroaches reproduce or how the angles in a triangle add up to 180 degrees. Perfectly yawn-inducing.

Except cockroaches, because they creep me out.

Yeah, I'm probably boring you guys with this long introduction of my school, and my life, so I'll just jump back in to a typical day at my school.

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"Eeeee, ugly!" Delie (a boy, interestingly enough) calls out as he sees me.

I roll my eyes, a distinctively Mrs. Lawson move.