Chapter 19- The Fangirls

Percy and I walk down the hall to our first class, with Brittany giving us a if looks could kill face. I don't care.

In the first class, it's really hard not to laugh. Miss Finkle- whatever had fell asleep on her desk, drooling all over our homework. Some kids get up and draw mustaches on her, some just talk and a few keep watch for a principle. Coolest day ever, right? Wrong. I start to sketch some designs, the Kelsey walks by, and I didn't notice at first. I was too busy sketching. I should really pay attention more. I look to the right of the paper, and a small black spider with long legs looked me in the eye. I dropped my pencil, and it hit the gound with a low thump. I feel the hair on my neck rising up, and my whole body was shaking. Gods, don't let Percy see my freak show. I was almost tempted to scream, but I was too scared. The sheer terror started to take over. I wanted to tell his name Percy! Then he would scoop me up in his arms, put me on Arion, and we would ride into the sunset.

WRONG.

Something like that would never happen to me. I shake some more, and I see blackness forming at the edges of my eyes. I was on the verge of a terror blackout, and nobody noticed. Percy was busy talking to some friends. I make a silent prayer to Athena, asking her for spider immunity. Part of me cursed at her for turning Arachne into a spider in the first place. She must have only heard the curse, because I felt myself falling out of my chair and Percy running over yelling: "Annabeth!!"

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I slowly start to regain conciseness. I'm laid over a few chairs, with Percy's hoodie he brought today cushioning my head. Miss Finkle still wasn't up. Geez, a Pegasus could fly right through the building and I doubt she'd flinch.

"She's up." I hear one if Percy's friends call.

He rushes over, and sits beside me. I start to sit up myself, then lay my head on his chest. I hear a few awww's from girls.

Brittany gave me a look like why did you have to be born?

Percy hasn't said a word yet, he just strokes my hair, like I'm a little girl who needs calming.

"Annabeth, " he says softly getting more awww's from girls. "Will you please tell me what happened?"