Chp 1
Percy's POV

I sighed as I got up and went to the bathroom for a shower. After I showered I got dressed in black jeans, vans and a tight green top. I ran a brush through my hair, but as usual that didn't help.

I had gotten up early as the people in the building next door were doing renovations and the drill was driving me crazy. Seriously, who works at six in the morning?

I went into the kitchen and saw my mom just switching off the stove, a plate of blue flapjacks on the table. Paul was reading the paper and drinking his morning coffee.

They glanced up and looked at each other. I raised an eyebrow, saying, "Morning." I sat on one of the chairs and grabbed a plate, getting a couple flapjacks for myself.

"Um, Percy, you would tell me if you were doing something that you knew was wrong, right?" Mom asked, making me put down my half eaten flapjack. "Of course." I said, kind of lying.

"Well Paul has been getting complaints from your teachers that you are skipping classes, failing mock tests. And your principal called to tell me that too. If something is going on, please tell me." She said, a concerned expression on her face.

I sighed and bit my lip. "Mom, what's the point if I can't read the work they give me? Or read the board. It's embarrassing when the teacher asks you to solve the question and it looks like jumbled up stuff." I said.

She sighed and laced her fingers together. "I can send you to lessons to try improve-" she started but I cut in, "We tried that before, and it didn't work." She bit her lip and said, "But maybe you weren't putting enough effort into it."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Ma, I didn't ever say I wanted to have dyslexia. But it's really frustrating when you're only understanding a couple words in a sentence and others are mixed up. And then I feel dizzy from straining my eyes all day." I said.

She gave a small smile and said, "Paul said he could get you a tutor to help." I raised an eyebrow with a horrified expression. "No thanks, middle aged ladies that are strict and expect you to be a genius in one lesson is not for me."

Paul looked my way and said, "I was thinking more someone in your grade." I raised an eyebrow. "I don't know if you know Annabeth Chase? She's an honors student, already wanted by a few universities because of her good grades."

I shook my head. "She's that girl that is destined for valedictorian. She's from San Francisco, on the track team. She's probably snotty." I said.

He sighed. "She tutored a boy that was fifteen and he went from getting D minuses to getting B pluses. That helps him now throughout his high school because he starts to understand more." He said, encouragingly.

"I don't know, Paul." I said. Before they could say anything, I said, "I have to go, I'm picking Frank up." I grabbed my school bag and kissed moms cheek before grabbing my phone and keys and leaving.

I went to my parked Tesla model S and got in, driving to Frank's place. He stayed with his gran after his mom died in Afghanistan. She was quite strict, only calling him his Chinese name.

I arrived and he came out his front door, getting in the passenger side. "Morning." He said, giving a smile. I tried for one and we started driving. While we were driving there, I asked, "Do you know much about Annabeth Chase?"

Frank thought for a bit then said, "I know she's an honors student and that Piper introduced her to Hazel. Why? You like her?" He asked, nudging my shoulder with a smirk on his face.

I rolled my eyes and said, "No, I hardly know her. But Paul suggested they get her to tutor me because I'm getting bad grades."

Frank nodded. "I heard she is pretty good. And Hazel said she's a nice person and stuff." He said.

We pulled into the school parking lot and we both got out. "Thanks for the ride." He said, giving me a smile. We both walked into school to our lockers and found Jason, Leo and Hazel already at our lockers.

"Morning." I greeted. We all greeted each other and I asked, "Where's Piper?" Jason smiled at me mentioning her name. "She's with Annabeth. She introduced me to her the other day and she's actually an interesting person."

Frank sent a smirk my way and I muttered something under my breath. We went to homeroom, where Piper had just sat down.

Jason kissed cheek, taking the desk next to her. I sat in the back row with Leo behind Jason. Frank sat to Jason's right and Hazel sat next to him.

The day seemed to fly by and it was finally my free period. I had tried my best to not skip classes and to try concentrate but my ADHD had started getting to me a little.

I opened the front door to take a seat on the outside benches, and hit someone. "I'm so sorry." I said, slipping outside and closing the door. I saw it was a girl. She was quite pretty, a good figure, blonde hair. I offered her a hand and she took it.

I saw her eyes and I felt a smile tug at my lips. They were a shocking grey, the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. I shook the thoughts out my head and picked up the three books I had knocked out her hand.

As I reached for the last one, I noticed two of the books were really thick and reading books. "Wow, you've read these?" I asked, looking up at her with a smile.

She chuckled and said, "Yeah, I'm kind of a book worm." She took the books and put them in her backpack. While she was doing that, I had time to do a quick once over of her.

She had on black skinny jeans, vans and a three quarter sleeve grey v neck top. She had a pretty owl necklace and silver stud earrings. She looked back to me and I output stretched my hand. "I'm Percy Jackson." I said.

She chuckled and shook my hand. "I know. I'm Annabeth Chase." I lost my words, unsure what to say. Yeah, I had heard of her but I hadn't really seen her around. And if I had, I probably mistake need her for a blonde that was on the cheerleading team.

I opened my mouth and said, "Can I talk to you for a moment?" The words slipped out my mouth for some unknown reason. She raised an eyebrow and said, "We are talking."

I sighed and walked to one of the tables, sitting down on the bench chairs. She followed, sitting across from me. "Um, I wanted to-" I started. But she said, "Ask about tutoring?"

I raised an eyebrow at her and said, "How did you know I was going to-?" She cut me off and said, "It happens a lot. A guy or girl approach me, ask for tutoring and are usually wanting to talk about it in private. But most of the time they know me before I know them."

I bit my lip and asked, "How do you know me?" She gave a smile and said, "You're the opposite of me. You skip classes, get bad grades - no offense - you go to parties where they have spiked drinks and you pull pranks on people and teachers."

I thought for a moment. "I only ever made the mistake of drinking a spiked drink at a party once and then had a killer headache the next day." Was all I could come up with.

She sighed and said, "Percy, the point is I've dealed with people like you-" I stopped her by putting up my hand to signal for her to stop. "People like me?" I asked, offended that she put me as if I was in a bad category.

Did she maybe find out about my dyslexia and ADHD? I narrowed my eyes and said, "Nevermind, this was a bad idea." I shouldered my bag and went off to my usual Starbucks. I already don't like her.

~ Line Break ~

I got home half an hour late from school, due to a swim meeting we had. They were talking about new times for swim practices.

I had just closed the door and turned to walk into the kitchen when I saw Annabeth sitting at the island counter with Paul and mom standing by the kettle with a cup of coffee each.

I looked at them. "What is she doing here?" I asked. My mom scowled me for being rude. I looked at her and said, "I don't know how you found out but if you're going to be rude about my dyslexia and ADHD then I don't want to do this."

She just crossed her arms, smiling at me as she listened to me. "Percy, I'm sorry if you misunderstood me today. I'm also dyslexic and I have slight OCD." She said.

I frowned. She couldn't have dyslexia? She reads! "Well I'm fine thank you, but I don't need tutoring." I said, being my stubborn self.

She just raised an eyebrow with a smile on her face and said, "Okay. I could have helped you through it and you could be passing and getting your NYU scholarship for swimming because you improved your grades. But I understand, you would rather skip classes and fail and stay behind."

As she was talking she had gotten up and shouldered her bag that was by the front door and she had her hand on the door handle. "I'll see you around." She said. She opened the door and mom and Paul crossed their arms, giving me a stern look.

I closed my eyes as I had my back to her and said, "Fine. You can tutor me." I heard the door close and she walked to stand in front of me, a triumphant smirk.

"Your mom and I have some work to do. Annabeth makes the rules, so listen to her." Paul said, then they left the kitchen and went to the study, closing the door.

I lead her to the lounge and we sat down. "Can I see your last report card?" She asked. I gave a horrified look. "No!" I said. She crossed her arms and said, "How am I supposed to help you if I don't know what you're failing?"

I groaned and went to get it. When I went back, I handed it to her. She look across it and I heard her mutter, "How are you failing everything?" I cleared my throat and rubbed the back of my neck. "I'm right here you know?" I said.

She have a guilty smile in apology then carried on reading over it. She put it down and said, "I'm guessing your main problem is the dyslexia?" I nodded and she took out a notepad. She wrote something down then handed it to me.

"I have an assignment I need to finish. These are the times I am available and my number. Text me what suits you best and we'll work from there." She said, standing and shouldering her bag.

I gave a mental facepalm and said, "How is that supposed to help when my main problem is the dyslexia?" She shrugged with a smirk and said, "You figure it out."