Percy Jackson.

How do I describe him? He was a loner, and only because he intimidated literally everyone. He didn't have any friends at Goode, even though he'd been going for two years.

He had a face that went from humor to anger in an instant. His sea green eyes were dark, and his resting expression was brooding. He was ADHD and dyslexic. He got into trouble a lot. Whenever he smiled, if he did, it was mischievous and crooked. Despite all of this, he was exceedingly handsome; some say he looks like a god.

Senior year is this year, and the Percy Jackson we came back to surprised us all.

Farrah

Senior year, the year some of us dread, and some of us look forward to. Onward to new beginnings, new endings.

Hi, I'm Farrah, Farrah Johnson. I am in fact, a senior at Goode High School. The only reason people know who I am is because I'm one of the only people to brave talking to the mysterious, brooding Percy Jackson.

I became his friend, I guess. We didn't really talk outside of school, but we sat together in Chemistry and Pre-Cal last year. I started to believe he liked me, but boy, I was wrong. In all honesty, I liked him. He was funny and sarcastic, not to mention handsome. Surprisingly smart, but he was a troublemaker.

He was dark, though. The dark circles under his eyes, his sunken cheeks... They made him look "emo".

But anyways; first day of senior year. I arrived at seven fifty, as I do every day. Percy normally came around seven forty, so I headed straight to homeroom, where I was hoping to see him. When I got into homeroom, I expected him alone at his desk, probably asleep. That's not what I saw.

Percy was indeed at his desk, but definitely not alone. Sitting in front of him was a blonde with curly hair and tan skin. He was smiling softly at her, but it wasn't crooked like his others. His eyes weren't sunken, and neither were his cheeks. His skin had retained its tan color.

She held his hands gently, looking as if their relationship was new. I expected it to be, since Percy never mentioned a girlfriend before.

The girl was in my seat, and when Percy saw me walk in, the blonde stood up after kissing him and saying, "I'll see you later, Seaweed Brain. I love you."

"I love you too, Wise Girl."

Their relationship was new and they were already saying 'I love you'? How stupid.

"Hey, Percy! How was your summer?" I sat in front of him.

"Ah, same old, same old. Saving the world."

I laughed. "Got yourself a girl, huh?"

He grinned. "Not this summer."

"Then... Who was that?"

"My girlfriend."

"How long have you been together?"

"Uh... Two years last month. My birthday."

"Aww! What's her name?"

"Annabeth. She's the greatest."

"You look really happy with her, Perce. I'm glad for ya."

"Thanks, Farrah."

"Are you sure you love her?"

His jaw set. "Excuse me?"

"How can you be sure you love her? We're only in high school, and yeah, you've been dating two years, but love?"

He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Farrah," his voice was steady and strong, like the sea before a storm. I was terrified. "You really don't have any idea what my life is like. Sure, I have a wonderful home, and the best mother. That's more than some have, but I'm not here to complain. I have literally been through hell and back with Annabeth. We were tested to the brink of death. My life is not easy. Neither is Annabeth's. She ran away from home at the age of seven. I love her. Don't tell me I can't love her, Farrah."

"I'm not saying that, Percy. I'm not saying you can't love her, I'm just asking how you're sure."

"I love the way she talks about her ambitions and hobbies. I love the way her hair curls; the way her lips bow and curve when she smiles. Annabeth loves me just the same. She wants something permanent and I'm planning on giving her just that."

"Permanent, as in...?"

"I'm going to marry her, Farrah."

"Oh." My voice was small. "When?"

"Well, we're going to college together in California, and I'm going to propose there, after we're both finished."

"And after that?"

"We'll probably get married there, a year later at the most."

"Sorry I'm getting personal..." I apologized.

"It's okay, Farrah."

"So, marriage, that's... Big. Does she know?"

He nodded. "We've talked quite thoroughly about it. She doesn't know when I'm going to propose, and I'd like to keep it that way."

"Okay." My voice was shaky. "I'm sorry I assumed, Percy."

"It's all right, Farrah."

The bell rang, and the day began.

At the end of the day, there was a huge rush and lots of traffic in the halls as people tried to get out of the building. I thought I saw a slightly familiar head of blond in the hall, but it disappeared. The head reappeared ten yards down the hall. It was really strange.

Percy's and my locker were next to each other, and he sometimes tried to organize it before he left. Today was one of those days, thankfully.

Once I finally got to my locker, Percy was already there. He was lucky; a lot of people parted for him because he had this aura of utter power.

At his locker, he was talking to Annabeth. She smiled and nodded her head towards me.

"Oh! Wise Girl, this is Farrah. Farrah, this is Annabeth," Percy introduced. Annabeth was beautiful; her face was angular, but strong at the same time. Her legs and arms were tanned and toned, and her curly blonde hair was put up in a loose pony tail. What shocked me the most were her gray eyes. They were a silvery color, like storm clouds. Her eyes held a familiar look that I had seen only in Percy's eyes: the broken look that showed they weren't as okay as they claimed they were.

Annabeth held out her left hand. "It's nice to meet you, Farrah!" I shook it.

"Likewise! Percy told me you guys were dating, but I kind of figured that out myself after you kissed him. I'm not that clueless."

She chuckled. "I figured someone would figure it out."

"Yeah... I'm actually one of the only people that talks to him here. Everyone else is scared of him."

She laughed nervously and took a shaky breath. Her eyes flashed. Percy took her hand. "He's just intimidating, but he's the most loyal person I know."

I nodded. "I bet." He looked at me and shook his head slightly. "So, where did you guys meet again?"

"We met- how many years ago, Seaweed Brain?"

"Six."

"Right; we met when we were twelve, at a camp."

"Wow! And you didn't start dating until Percy turned sixteen?"

She nodded. "That's correct. We were best friends for the four years before that. It's actually kind of funny... Our camp does war games, but they're pretty dangerous, and one time, Percy and I were trapped, and I kissed him and... He didn't get the freaking hint. I kissed him again a year later and... Here we are." She smiled lovingly up at him.

"You know my head is full of kelp," he whined.

"Only when it comes to some things." She winked, and Percy blushed.

"Shut up, Wise Girl," he muttered.

"Well, Farrah, we'll see you tomorrow! We've got to get home. Sally might freak. It was nice meeting you!" Annabeth waved farewell, took Percy's hand, and skipped off to home.

Helllooooo! This is the first chapter of my collection of one-shots, quite obviously. I'd just like to give out a fair warning that I probably won't post as much as you'd like me to, seeing as my family and I are pretty busy. Constructive criticism is welcomed, even encouraged! Also, I get severe cases of Writer's Block, and suggestions for new chapters are always welcome. Also encouraged. A huge thanks to you for reading (and possibly commenting!), and please continue to follow these. Thank!

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