cookiedawriter12
The city is perfect. Barely any pollution, enough accommodations, population control (done in an ethical manner, or so they think), and just barely anything wrong. The only thing is... the 'perfect' city lives under the shadow of a murderer.
Annabeth Chase, seventeen years old and already too smart for her age, lives in said city, believing it's the most perfect place to be. Of course she does. All who are raised there do. But she also believes that because of her intelligence, she can find out who the murderer is and track them down.
They don't have an identity, or an appearance to work with. The only thing they leave - at every crime - is graffiti, spray-painted onto the wall behind the body. And Annabeth can't work with those - who in the city could relate to them?
Then, a hot new boy, around her age, moves to her neighbourhood. Her new neighbour, Percy Jackson. She tries to find out who he is and discovers: his attitude is horrible. Now all she wants to do to him is strangle him. Well... mostly. The crush she's trying to stamp out is still there.
But Percy also has a strange air of secrecy to him. He's quiet about his background and doesn't talk about it. Which is infuriating, if you're trying to make small talk, and all the answers he gives are snappy remarks.
But whenever Annabeth brings up the murderer and all the crimes... he always changes the subject. Like, always. She begins to suspect something about him.
But when she finds out who the murderer is, there's a whole other side to the story...