Annabeth goes to 'Goode', but this time everything is different. Everyone is IN CHARACTER, not unlike the other stories of this kind and new secrets are revealed. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: the characters are all Rick Riordan's. I'm just using them for your entertainment.

Chapter 1

Annabeth

"Good morning, Sleepy Head!" My alarm clock yelled. I sent my hand, pressed the bottom and shut it. I was about to roll to the other side of the bed when I remembered: the school year starts today and this time it's different: I'm a senior. Well, it didn't actually matter since I planned on going to college right after I'll graduate, but this year is going to be special. I just knew it. This time I'm going to study at my boyfriend's high school in Manhattan. Being the amazing girlfriend I am, I didn't tell him that. Yeah, I know what you probably think. But hey, I'd like to see the expression on Seaweed Brain's face when he sees me.

I got up from my bed and shuffled toward the bathroom. I was staying at my father's cousin's house. Her name was Ellie and she was pretty nice. She lived in a big apartment with her husband, William, and three sons. They weren't living the typical American lives. They were living the American teenager girl's dream: they had money, Ellie was the owner of a spa and William was the local news' man. When my father called them and asked if I could stay at their place during the school year, they agreed without doubts. Their sons went to a private school and all of them were good looking. Lucky I, the oldest one was just ten.

As I brushed my teeth, I was thinking about my previous school in San Francisco. It was the nicest one until now. Even though most of the school year I was in Rome and Greece, trying to fight the evil earth goddess, Gaea, I still managed to make friends. I wondered how Mickey, my 'best friend' there, would react when she sees I moved.

"Annabeth, are you done with the bathroom? I really have to pee and Brad is using the other bathroom," Daniel, the eight year old son, knocked on the door. I washed my face and opened the door.

"There you go," I said. I walked away back to my room and closed the door behind me. What should I wear? The question just popped in my head. Annabeth, I chided myself. You are acting Aphrodite like. But the girly side in me was right. What should I wear? I didn't want to leave the impression that I was a nerd, but I also didn't want to make everyone think I'm a snob. So I chose the most normal choice I had; white T-shirt and black skinny jeans. I wore my grey All-Star shoes and slid my silver owl earrings to my ears. I started putting my hair in a ponytail, but stopped. I was feeling like let it be put on my shoulders today.

"Everyone inside this house, breakfast is ready!" Ellie called from the kitchen. I took my dagger from its drawer and slid it inside a small pocket in my school bag. I need to have it with me. I put the school bag on my back and walked down the stairs to eat.

"Good morning, Annabeth," Ellie said as I entered the kitchen. Even though she was around her forty five, she had this short, grey hair. This is what happens when you die your hair blond in a young age, she once told me. Her big, brown eyes were beautiful. They reminded me of Tyson's eye, for some reason. Yes, I said eye. You see, Tyson is a Cyclops. He's father, the Greek god, Poseidon, fell in love with a nature spirit and Tyson was born. I met Tyson when I was thirteen. He was friends with Percy, my boyfriend who wasn't my boyfriend at the age of thirteen, when I met it. Percy is also a son of Poseidon. Yup, the Greek gods is real. It's a long story, so let's just put it like this: the Greek gods are real. They're in America. The end. Anyway, my mother, Athena, was the goddess of wisdom and battle. This is why I'm so smart . . . and have ADHD and dyslexia. Anyways, back to the point.

"Good morning," I yawned as I sat on the nearest chair. Ellie stack pancakes on my plate and I started eating. "It's really good," I said between bites.

"Thank you, sweetheart," Ellie said. She put some pancakes on the boys' plates and then called, "Guys! Your pancakes won't be warm anymore if you don't show up now!"

After ten seconds, three little boys were eating their pancakes. I smiled and put my plate in the sink. I was about to wash it when Ellie said, "Don't worry; the maid will take care of it." I nodded. I wasn't used to not cleaning after me. Back at home, I was needed to do everything on my own. Same thing at Camp. I shot a look to my watch. It says 7:30 a.m. I really should get going. I don't want to be late on my first day of school.

"I gotta go," I said. "Thanks for the breakfast. It was pretty good."

"You're welcome," Ellie smiled. "Do you need a ride to school?"

"No, that's fine," I said. I didn't want her to do too many things for me. Letting me stay at her house was enough. "I'll take the subway."

"Whatever you want," Ellie shrugged. She stroked the top of the head of Alex, the six year old son. He was starting first grade today. He didn't stop talking about it for the past week. "Do you have enough money?"

"Yes," I nodded. "And thanks again."

"Okay," Ellie said. "And it's nothing. Have a good day, honey."

"Bye," I said as I took my school bag from the floor.

"Bye, Annie," Alex smiled at me. I smiled back, even though Annie was the nickname that I hated the most. He was so sweet, sitting there and smiling at me. His blue eyes shone in happiness and excitement.

"Bye, Alex," I said as I walked toward the front door. "Have a good day, everyone!"

(A\N: I don't know how subways work, since I've never been in one. So let's just skip that part. . .)

As I walked up the stairs to the street, I shot another impatient look at my watch. The subway wasn't as fast as I thought it would be. I have ten more minutes until the bell rings and I also need to get my schedule before that. I started walking faster, looking at my watch every ten seconds as if it's gonna slow the time from moving. "Come on, Annabeth, you can do it," I whispered to myself. Another three minutes of walking . . . and there it was. 'Goode' high. My new school.

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