Annabeth stood at the gates of her new school, at least that's what it's called but it was more of a mansion than a school. A few of the bricks looked a bit dated yet it created a sense of history to the building. That black metal gate was well designed with spirals weaving in and out, presenting the school as modern and sophisticated. Her dad came up behind her and dropped the bags that he had just hauled out of the car with a sigh of relief and rested his hand on her shoulder. "I think you'll like this one" he said with a beaming smile, Annabeth roled her eyes "You said that last time".

Annabeth wasn't a troubled child but her dad moved around a lot for his job and consequently she was always getting dragged along. It was her last year of school so her dad had decided that she should remain in one place; a boarding school. He had given her a long and boring speech about how he didn't want to keep disrupting her education and that this year she really needed to focus and have minimal distractions. Like she didn't know that, she was getting straight A's in every subject even with always swapping schools. Annabeth suspected a different reason for attending boarding school though, she never really made any friends, she would just spend her free time reading. Why bother making friends if you're only going to move again? She believed that her father was sending her to boarding school for a chance to make friends, it's not like she can't do it, she just chose not to. Means she had no roots left anywhere.

They had looked at other boarding schools, some of the best in the country but this one seemed to stand out. This one was unique and not just because it was a boarding school which accepted different genders but something else that Annabeth couldn't quite figure out. She had narrowed down her choices of boarding schools and spread their leaflets across the dining room table and she remembers just being drawn to this one. Maybe that was was part of the reason she chose it, she could have ignored that tugging feeling but instead she let it pull her in. She wants to, no not wants to, needs to, find out what is so special about this place and why she followed her gut instead of her head.

"Do you need me to come in with you?"

"It's ok Dad, I think I've got this" she secured her satchel and grabbed the bags with both hands and started walking towards the school.

"Right...well... I love you, try and stay in touch? " his voice went higher at the end and Annabeth wondered whether he was questioning her ability to stay in touch or his.

"Get outta here or you'll be late"

"Alright Alright" he muttered before he got in the car.

Annabeth paused on the top of the stairs and waved him goodbye. She turned back to the door and took a deep breathe. This will be fine, she thought to herself, nothing she can't handle.