So I decided to do my own version of 'Bad Percy turns good' blah blah blah. Truth is your probably only reading this for the fluff. But for those of you who have read my RoG you know I put in twists. Be prepared for the best 'Bad Percy Turns Good' you have yet to see!

Feelings. They were something Annabeth wasn't particularly fond of. They were everywhere, as in everywhere. The coffee shop she went to every morning before school just to get the caffeine in her system, the playground where little kids played with friends and parents, even in Annabeth's own thoughts like when she would look at those kids and feel a pang of jealousy. They were everywhere, especially where they didn't belong, too stubborn to leave. In a way, Annabeth thought they deserved a round of applause because they were even more stubborn than her, and that was a feat to accomplish.

Annabeth always considered herself lucky, she didn't have to put up with feelings since the guys were either too stupid or assholes, or both. Like in the particular case of Mr. Percy Jackson. Just that name made Annabeth's blood boil, and her skin itch in irritation. The boy was a real piece of donkey's ass, in Annabeth's mind. Like how he dared to treat girls as if they were nothing, date and dump, or if he was lucky enough, a one night stand. The thought of that made her stomach acid slosh in revoltion and, god forbid, anything like that happened to her.

So she opted for the easy way out. She avoided Percy Jackson all together. Some might call this juvenile of her, total elementary school behaviour, but then they didn't understand the fact that Annabeth Chase, didn't care. Her flawless plan, like the rest had always been, worked for a good four years. Four complete school years of watching girls bawl and complain, watching them continue on and on about how he broke their heart. In Annabeth's mind, they were being stupid hormonal teenage girls. They could have been smart, again like Annabeth, and realized that the term man-whore, in the dictionary, had only two words description: Perseus Jackson.

But a story isn't a story without drama, and our story takes place the first day of Senior year, when Mrs. Andelo decided that a certain blonde and a green eyed delinquent would make brilliant math partners.

"Are you kidding me right now?!" Okay, before anyone says any different no I am not over reacting, my best friend just told me she was moving. Moving. My best friend. This was far from devastating, this was a tragedy that would have the passengers of the Titanic crying.

Okay, maybe that was a bit over done. But I was so distraught by this sudden news that I felt like crying. Annabeth Chase does not cry. Ever! Not even in front of her best friend Thalia Grace.

"No Annabeth, I'm not. My mom decided that some huge opera thing would be her 'One way ticket to fame'!" Thalia said quoting her mom, even going as far as to use the sophisticated tone her mom always used in a frighteningly good impression. "I'm a bit confused though..."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because she can't even sing opera. Hell she can't even sing!" I rolled my eyes at Thalia's over dramatic exclamation. "Language." I reprimanded, while lazily looking over my schedule.

Senior year, I could hardly believe it myself. The word seemed foreign on my tongue, but it felt right at the same time. Of course almost all my classes were AP, all except math. Whenever someone hears that I'm taking just regular math, their teeny, tiny average capacity brains seem to be overloading trying to understand how I, Annabeth Chase, Child Prodigy, is in ordinary Math. I'm just goin to put this out there.

I have Dyslexia. And ADHD. So math is a little harder than one might imagine. I mean, hey, I get all A's in Math, but if I was in AP Math, easy C's on every test. I'd rather have an A in a regular Math class the a C in AP.

"So what's your first class?" Thalia asks, but before she gave be a chance to answer she grabbed my schedule and replaced it with hers.

Thalia Grace

8:45-9:50- Math- Mrs. Andelo

9:55-10:00- AP Science- Mr. Ecoltin

10:05-11:10- Drama- Mrs. Turnbul

11:15-12:30- Lunch

12:35-1:40- History- Mr. Gloclyn

1:45-2:50- Free Period

2:55-4:00-Art-Mrs. Samsin

I noticed that me and Thalia only had two different subjects. My mouth was open in shock, never had I had so many classes with her... And it was only going to last a week! Figures.

"OMG! Annie! We have five of the same classes together! Math, AP Science, Drama, Lunch and Art!" Then she suddenly remembered the horrible news she bombed on me last minute only half and hour ago. "And I get to leave in a week. Figures." I smiled in nostalgia, thinking about how we always had this weird habit of thinking the same. We could probably finish each others sentences but after hanging around the Stolls, we thought we better not. It was pretty annoying.

The warning bell went of and startled me from my reverie. "C'mon Thals! Don't wanna be late for the first class on the first day!" I grabbed Thalia by the arm and dragged her to class with her laughing and mumbling something about 'Same old Annabeth'.

We ran though the door right when the bell signalling class went off. "Not late! Not officially late!" I shrieked as I continued to make a dash towards our, Thalia and I's, regular seats. Of course, me being the klutz I am, my brain didn't quite register that there was a body blocking my way. I strong, chiseled body, I presumed judging my the snug fit of his black T-shirt. Don't ask me why my brain registered that, not the fact that it was there. So naturally, Thalia pulled away at last second and I went tumbling into the figure. He, as I presumed, was sturdy, and I would have rebounded right on my arse had he not swiftly turned around and caught my arm. Once I was steady I turned to thank him, only to see his face and I groaned. Percy Jackson. Great. I shook my head and eased my way around him, putting as much space between us as the desks would allow, and went over to sit.

"Annabeth Chase?" I looked up dazed to see the teacher looking around the classroom and I realized she had called my name in attendance.

"Here." I deadpanned. I had missed my morning coffee and I felt like dying. Not literally, but if you have no energy in school, you might as well die. I zoned out, I won't lie, but something he teacher said seemed to catch my attention.

"-partners. They will be yours for the rest of the year. Math is not an individual subject, A has her friends B and C such as in A2+B2=C2. So your partner will be your B." Mrs. Andelo, as was neatly printed on the board, laughed to herself as if she had made a clever joke. Noticing that none of us quite caught on she continued. " I will pick your partners, and no requests for swapping will be heard, said and definitely not acceptable. Now, lucky you, you will also sit beside your partner and hopefully no one will be injured by the end of the year." She smiled, making it clear she was joking, but all heads turned to Thalia. She wasn't the, nicest, person around. As if proving their point, she raised her eyebrow threateningly, challenging anyone to voice the accusation. And of course no one did.

"-and Annabeth Chase." I didn't pay actual attention until I heard my name. It was clear it was the second name of the pair so when I looked behind be at Thalia, who had been paired with Nico, she had her head in her hands and her body was shaking. At first I was confused and worried, Thalia Grace never cries, much like me. Then I realized she was laughing, and I knew what that meant. Hesitantly, I looked up only to confirm my biggest nightmare. My partner was Percy Jackson. This time I was positive, I was not over reacting.

"Are you kidding me right now?!" I said, for the second time that day.

Annabeth: of course this would happen...

Percy: C'mon Doll, you know you got the hits for me.

Annabeth: No I really don't.

Me: don't listen to her Percy, all girls love a bad boy, *giggles* including me.

Percy: you like a bad boy huh?

Me: Mmhmm

Percy: *roughly pushes me against a wall and kisses me*

Me: *slightly dishevelled* Wow.

Annabeth: *Fumes in her seat*

Me: Aw, somebody's Jealous!

Annabeth: ya right, I don't care.

Percy: *Winks at Annabeth*

Annabeth: *Blushes*

Me: *Snort* ya right! Liar, Liar, pants on fire...

Annabeth: *covers my mouth* If your going to keep being annoying I'm going to cut off your tongue and put it in a jar in your fridge!

Percy: *Chuckles deep and attractively*

Me: *Looks at Annabeth warily* A-nyway... So how was it? Good? Bad? Review? Luv ya! 3 - that is supposed to be a heart btw ;)

Toodles :* Jacksonluver101