Percabeth? At Goode//ON HOLD

Chapter 3: Annabeth's POV

So I don't get excited that often, but today was different​. I just got off of a plane on the airport in New York. I was holding back a smile throughout the whole flight, as I thought it would be quite weird to see a stranger randomly smiling to themselves for hours.

The reason for my excitement and cheerfulness was my plan to suprise Percy at Goode High.

I missed him so much. I couldn't wait to see his face when I'm going to show up. I've been through that scenario like thousand times by now.

Paul, Percy's stepfather, is an English teacher at Goode so he arranged that Percy and I had together almost every class, except Percy had swimming and I had architecture.

Sally and Paul knew that I was coming. After I'll surprise Percy I was going to stay in their house because my family stayed in San Francisco.

Honestly, I missed my dad but I definitely didn't miss my stepmother, I still hated her.

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*In director's office*

"Hello, my name is Annabeth Chase and I am new here," I introduced myself politely to the woman sitting behind a black desk.

"Oh, hey Annabeth! Here is your schedule and locker number. Do you need someone to show you school?" she smiled.

"No, I know someone here," I smiled to myself.

"Okay then, have a nice day. We hope you'll like it here," she said delightedly. They probably didn't get new students very often.

I glanced at the papers she gave me. My locker number was 235.

Hm, it shouldn't be too hard to find it.

My thoughts changed after 10 minutes of searching.

I really need someone to help me.
Yes, Annabeth Chase needs help.

I saw two girls standing and talking leaning against the lockers not far away from me. They seemed fine so I kept walking to them.

"Hi, my name is Annabeth. I'm new here and I can't find my locker. Will you help me?" I asked.

"Of course!" answered, the girl with blonde hair and nice blue-green eyes, smiling, "my name is Isabelle, but call me Izzy. And this is Mandy," she gestured to the girl, with short brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, standing next to her.

"Nice to meet you," she waved at me.

"So what is your locker number?" asked Izzy.

"235"

"Cool, It's next to mine come on," she grabbed my hand friendly and lead me through the school hall.
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A/N: Unfortunately, I don't own PJO characters, Rick Riordan does.