Hey guys, this kind of randomly popped into my head, and decided to try it out… My first Fanfic, so criticism is greatly appreciated! Enjoy! Ooh! Btw, this is mainly about Percy Jackson, and may or may not switch POVs. It depends. It is a few months after TLO, and it doesn't really matter what book for Gallagher Girls- like I said it revolves around the Gallagher Girls figuring the newcomers out. Sorry if characters are OOC, if it is too AU (I'm trying to stay as true as possible to the books) or if it sucks!

Disclaimer: I do not own Gallagher Girls or Percy Jackson and the Olympians, or any character, or idea from there. Although, I do wish I own Nico Di Angela… That boy is fine… *Shakes head* Anyhoo, any seemingly unrecognizable idea or person is probably mine.

Annabeth's POV

It was all started because of Percy. If it wasn't for him, we wouldn't be in this mess. (Of course, we would be in a whole other mess, but don't tell him that. It'll go to his head.) What mess, you ask? Well, I'll just have to tell you…

After the war, most of us demigods chose to stay at camp, at least to be together, where we all understood the feelings- the elatedness that Kronos was gone, and the despair and pain that so many had died because of it. Our mortal parents could try, but no one could understand like those who had been there.

So, there we all were. Me, Percy, Nico- who was acting like a little kid again, all chipper and very ADHD-, Grover- who was directing the Cloven Leader Council, from Camp-, Rachel, and, most surprisingly, Thalia. She had been offered, by Lady Artemis, a few years off from her Lieutenant duties, to stay with us, as long as she didn't "mingle" with boys. When she accepted, I don't know who was more shocked- Lady Artemis, Thalia herself, or the Hunt's Third-(now Second) In- Command.

Anyhoo, there we were, underneath Thalia's pine tree, enjoying each other's company. I was leaning on Percy, just daydreaming. Then, Thalia gets the bright idea to play 1000 Truths. *Shudders* I glared at her.

"No, Thalia! I hate that game, and you know it!" I said, whilst glowering at my best friend.

Percy looked confused. "What's 1000 Truths?" I sighed, Thalia's eyes light up, Grover smirked, and Rachel and Nico cackled evilly. I groaned. Now, there was no way we would not play.

"Well, Kelp Face, "Thalia started, "1000 Truths is a Truth game, which has a Dare as a back-up, when you choose not to answer the question. And we are soooo playing it now!"

Percy looked slightly scared, probably because Nichel, as we had dubbed the two new BFFs Rachel and Nico, were still cackling. Over what, I had no clue.

"Invulnerable, my butt." I muttered under my breath. I heard Grover snicker. I cleared my throat. "If I am going to be forced to play this absurd and ridiculous game, I get to go first!" I stated in my best 'Commanding the Troops' voice.

"Fine's and "Okay's were murmured. I turned to Grover. I smirked when he looked frightened. "Hmm… What to ask…" I tapped my chin thoughtfully. "Aha! What, pray tell, is with you satyrs and Lady Artemis?" He rolled his eyes.

Okay, okay, so it was not a very good question. But I hated this game, okay? I preferred to do dares, and hopefully this question would make him chose one. Dares were, quite honestly, epic.

"Fine! I pick the dare!" Grover said exasperatedly. Percy, the Seaweed Brain that he is, looked confused.

"Why would you not answer the question?"

"If you can't answer the question, you pick dare. We went over this already, Percy!" Nico stated, over his giggling fit.

"Oh." I still think he looked confused but I let it go. "Okay, Grover, you have to-"I started.

"Tell Chiron he's a pretty pony!" Rachel piped in. We all looked at her like she was crazy. "What?" She demanded, looking indignant. "Nothing." Nico said in a sing-song-someone's-on-drugs-voice.

"Um, okay, Grover, I guess you have to…. Tell Chiron… He's a pr-pretty po-pony." Thalia attempted to say, but ended up rolling on the ground laughing. I sighed.

"Thalia, it is NOT that funny!" I responded. "Grover, go!"

And so the game went. We all asked stupid, prying questions that most often resulted in a dare. To my intense surprise, I was having fun. And then Thalia turned to me.

"Anna-banana!" I glared. She smirked. "So-rry! Annabeth, your turn! Hmm, let's see… Ooh! No, I already know the answer… " Thalia muttered to herself, rather loudly, might I add.

Rachel, the traitor, suddenly sat up straight. "I know! It's not really a question, but it'll work. Annabeth, why don't you tell us about that date with that Cali guy, back when you were living with your Dad?"

I groaned. "Dare! I choose the gods-forsaken dare!" Percy's eyes light up at the word 'dare'. Oh gods. I am so dead. "Rachel,Thalia, can I do this one? Please please please!" My boyfriend begged. Rachel and Thalia agreed slowly, probably slightly put off by the fact that Percy was stealing their dare-thunder.

"Wise Girl, I'm doing this for your own good. I dare you to apply to that one school you are always talking about. Ya'know, Gallagon Academy!"

"Gallagher Academy!" I corrected loudly. Grover, Thalia and Nico looked bewildered. Rachel's eyes glowed green as she gazed into the future, thankfully using her new-found loophole to avoid a prophecy. She smiled. "Do it, Annabeth! It'll all work out, I promise." I cocked an eyebrow disbelievingly, but nodded.

**about 1 month later**

I was sitting on my bunk, talking to Malcolm about my building plans for Olympus. Most temples had been completed, but there was still a few that had yet to be designed and constructed. In the middle of my spiel about how picky certain gods were being *cough* Poseidon*cough* about their new homes, Rachel and Thalia came running into the Athena cabin, breathless and rather excited.

"Annabeth! Annabeth! The mails coming! Come 'on!"

I looked at them, perplexed. "What the Hades are you two talking about?" I half yelled, half demanded. "The mail is coming!" Thalia responded. "So? I never get mail, and even if I do, Chiron hands it out during dinner!" I stated.

Rachel rolled her eyes, and pointed to herself. "Oracle! I saw that the admission papers came!" I was still baffled, but had an inkling that I knew what she was talking about. I dragged myself off the bed, bid goodbye to Malcolm, and promised to finish this conversation later.

Thalia and Rachel took off sprinting towards Half-Blood Hill, as the mail box was out by the road. Mumbling expletives under my breath, I followed. Gods, I hated running.

Huffing, I finally caught up with The Oracle and the way-to-in-shape daughter of Zeus. They were staring at 8 envelopes, wide-eyed. Well, Thalia was. Rachel had a knowing smile on her face, so that meant she already knew what was inside. Stupid Seer.

Wait- 8 envelopes? I did a double take. Gallagher was an all-girls school! And, if you ignore that minor detail, only 6 people knew about the school, or planned to apply. Maybe they were family letters… "Hehehe… They came! Best. Day. Ever!" Thalia was muttering under her breath. Rachel and I exchanged a look. Cra-zy!

Thalia handed me a thick letter. It was addressed to, of course, me.

Miss Annabeth Chase Half-Blood Hill, Farm Road 3.141
Long Island, New York 11954

The return address was from Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women, in Roseville, Virginia. With bated breath, (though judging from Rachel's smile it was an admission), I pried open the flap. I pulled out the packet of paper, unfolded it and- got a bucket of water dumped on my head.

"AARGH!" I turned to see Travis and Conner Stoll running wildly down the hill. "I AM GOING TO KILL YOU! WHAT THE TARTARUS IS YOUR PROBLEMS!" I screamed in Greek, as most demigods do when they get angry. "Πηγαίνοντας να σκοτώσουν τα ηλίθια γιους του Ερμή ... τι ο Άδης είναι λάθος με αυτά!" I was now muttering, stalking into the main camp, and dripping wet. Thalia and Rachel were besides the,selves with laughter. "Percy!" I called when I got close to Cabin #3. He came out looking ruffled, I probably woke him up from a power nap.

"Wha- Why are you wet?" He was looking at me, surprised. "Oh. Conner and Travis?" I nodded. "Can you try to dry off my paper? They're kinda important…" I asked, hopeful. "Uh, sure. What is it?"

"My letter from Gallagher Academy. I didn't get to read it before someone got it soaked."

"Okay then. Here." He reached over, and touched the parchment. Within seconds, it was dry. "Thanks Seaweed Brain!" I said happily, giving him a quick peck on the cheek, before turning to walk away. "Wait!" He called. "I wanna know what it says!" I rolled my eyes at his whining tone, but stayed put. I, unfolded it, looked around for anymore buckets of water, then started to read.

Dear Miss Chase,

We at Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women are pleased to inform you of your acceptance into our Senior Class. While accepting anyone other than up-and-coming 7th Graders is unusual, your impressive transcript caused us to decide otherwise. Of course, we have looked into numerous other qualities of yours that make us believe you will fit right in at our unique school. We are also happy to offer you financial aid, if it is deemed necessary. We ask that you obtain the supplies listed on the following pages. Orientation and Dorm Set-Up is on August 23, 20**

Sincerely,

Headmistress Rachel Morgan

Gallagher Academy

****** Roseville, Virginia

It took me almost a half hour to read because of all the cursive writing, but when I was down I let out a shout of joy. I threw my arms around Percy. He smiled and hugged me back. "I take you got in?"

"Yes! Yes! Oh my gods, this is so exciting!" I was bouncing up and down, so elated that I didn't even notice I was speaking in Ancient Greek. Thalia and Rachel, apparently were reading their own letters. Behind me, they gave cries of delight. I stiffened. Percy laughed. "Do they HAVE to come?" I moaned into his shoulder. He just laughed again and patted my back. I sighed, and pulled away, but not before kissing him on the lips. Rachel snickered, and Thalia cleared her throat. I turned to look at them, then finished reading my packet. It gave a list of supplies, forms for my parents to fill out, directions, and all the jazz that goes with boarding school. I started talking to Rachel, who looked rather excited. Well, I can hardly blame her, I mean, look at me!

I didn't even notice that she was gone until Thals came back with an angry Nico, and an amused Grover in tow. When they reached us, Rachel handed the two a letter, as well as Percy. I peeked over his shoulder. His was from a Blackthorn Institute for Boys. "Why did you apply for a school? I thought you wanted to go to Goode High next year, Percy?" I asked. Nico looked bemused, probably by the fact that I was out of the loop.

"Well, I saw in a vision (AN: Does Rachel have visions? If not, now she does…) that Blackthorn and Gallagher would be doing an exchange program, of sorts, this year. I saw all of us there, as well as the recipients of these two envelopes." Rachel indicated to the letters in her hand. Percy Spoke next. "Who are they for? Are they campers?"

Rachel looked at him like he was an idiot. Which, he was. "Um, duh, they are campers! No, Percy, they are random people I will be handing these out to! Stupid. And who they are is for me to know and you to- hey! There one is!" She pointed- to Clarisse. Percy whimpered at the thought of having to go to school with her. I laughed. Me and Clarisse had a truce goin' on.

"Who's the other?" Nico deadpanned, giving Rachel his trademark Son-of-Hades glare. Of course, it wasn't as scary when you've seen him sleep with his teddy bear. But, it was still enough to make Rachel spill.

The Lord of the Wild- Grover- raised an eyebrow at Rachel. "It's not going to be who I think it is, is it?" She looked at him for a few moments, then shook her head. "No, its someone else." He let out a breath of relief.

"It is, a person, of course. And I'm sure you all know him… Well, I saw Chris Rodriguez with us." She stated, obviously proud of herself. I stared her down. "Rachel, Chris is a year older than Clarisse. Clarisse is 18. That makes Chris 19- he can't be in high school! I mean, we are almost too old to go!"

Rachel gave me a triumphant smile. "Mist." She responded in a mocking tone. I groaned in defeat. "Whatever. Okay guys, we should first get Rachel"- I looked at the redhead pointedly-"to inform Chris and Clarisse of this, uh…. Honor/ acceptance? And then talk to Chiron, and Mr. D." They all nodded, aside from Nico, who was currently asleep on his feet. And with that, we headed to the Big House.

***August 22***

A few days ago, I said good-bye to Grover, Chris, Nico, and Percy. Not only did Blackthorn start on the 21st ,rather than the 23rd, but because there was a son of Poseidon and Hades traveling, they were taking a train, instead of a plane. We had spent the last weeks getting the required supplies, figuring out how we would pay the enrollment fee, and saying our good-byes to our families and friends. My mom had come to visit our cabin yesterday, and we had a talk, about everything. Percy, Olympus, school, Dad. It was nice- we haven't really been able to do it. Before she left, she gave me a few drachmas, and a hair clip. I wasn't really the hair clip type ('Cuz ponytails are awesome), so I kinda looked at her funny. She smiled at me- I like to think fondly- and told me it would turn into a sword. Athena always knows best, so when she said I would need it- I didn't object.

Rachel, Thalia, Clarisse and I were currently in an airplane, heading towards Virginia. I was typing on Daedulus 's laptop, Clarisse was- well, I'm not really sure what she was doing, besides glaring daggers at us for dragging her along,- and Thalia and Rachel were playing Egyptian Ratscrew. Meara, a 25 year old Daughter of Alcyone, was "escorting" us to Gallagher, as she had been living in Roseville since she was 5. I asked her, shutting my laptop, what the school is like. She crinkled her nose.

"Um, well, us 'lowly' townspeople do not get the honor of associating with the High Goddesses that are the Gallagher Girls. So, in other words, from what I can tell, it is a school of stuck-up priss'. Well, now there are 4 non-priss', but you guys are right up there with the inflated heads." She ended her speech teasingly. I rolled my eyes, but was wondering about the "Priss" part. I doubted I would fit in there- but hey. I couldn't be harder than Camp, could it?

I was wrong. So, so wrong.

Okay, so that sucked with a capital S. And that was WAY longer than expected. And the whole "kepping characters in character" is totally moot! Sorry, everyone was totally OOC! Oh well. So, what did you guys think? Oh, I should warn- this is NOT gonna be any crazy 'OMG! Everyone's a Demigod!' fic. I might make ONE Gallagher character a half-blood, but it depends. And any fight scene will suck. So, please review- suggestions, ideas, criticism, flames- whatever! It will be appreciated.

Ale-Mar AKA Melt your Heart