Chase looked at his test paper, immediately filling every answer correctly, thanks to his super smarts.
"Rrrr. Uhg." The girl beside him hit herself on the forehead. "I studied. I'm still stupid." She mumbled. Chase looked up and saw pretty girl. Her snowy white hair, that matched her pale skin, fell over her shoulders as she concentrated hard. She turned towards him and he realized she had been watching him in the corner of her eye. Her ice blue eyes gave Chase a solemn, icy stare. It was if she was studying every detail of him, but the girl's stare was also like she saw right through him and he wasn't even there. The girl looked away quickly and went back to concentrating on her test. The bell rang and she sped out if the room. Chase didn't usually do this, but he jogged and caught up with her. She was at the girls' bathroom door.
"Hey. I saw you were um, uh," He was stunned at how pretty she seemed. ",having trouble with math and I need some money, so I was thinking I could tutor you. I'm really good at math."
There was that icy stare again. This time it showed she was mad, embarrassed, and offended that he said right to her face she was having trouble.
"Go ahead. Rub your smarts in my face. And I am not having trouble with math!" The hallway got colder. "I-" She ducked off into the bathroom stealthily. Annabeth, Percy, and Grover walked pass.
"Oh hey! Chase- right?" Percy said.
"Yeah." Chase replied.
"Well, just wanted to say hi." The Greek trio continued on their way. Chase did too in the opposite direction. This time the girl chased after him.
"Wait!" She tapped him on the shoulder. "I do need a tutor. How much?"
Chase was surprised. "$20 an hour."
"Deal." She received his phone number and pocketed it in a designer mean jacket. "But we'll have to go to the library or something. Not my place." The truth was she didn't have a home.
"Oh no problem." He solved. "We can just study at my place." He gave her his address and she pocketed that too.
"Okay."
"You're new right? What's your name?"
"Charmaine." She put out her hand.
"Mine's Chase." He shook her hand and quickly pulled his hand back in shock. "Your hands are cold." He politely stated.
"Yeah, I get that a lot." She wondered why after all these years, she still shook people's hands.
Charmaine rang the doorbell on the fancy door numerous times. A short boy with chocolate brown skin opened the door.
"Can I help you?" He asked.
"Hi, I'm Charmaine. Is this the Davenport house?" She glanced inside.
"Yes. By the way I'm Leo." He scanned her over quickly. "Are you here for Adam?"
"No. For Chase." She corrected.
"Seriously?"
"Um, yes."
"A hot girl here to see Chase? That's a first." Leo stepped aside and opened the door wide for her.
"Thank you." She floated inside on platform heels.
"Aren't you gonna gasp at how large the house is?" He asked like millions of people dd.
"Nope." She lowered herself onto the sofa and spoke no more. A short man with his eyes locked on his phone's screen enterered, and a brown haired teen that was talking to a tall guy the same age as her trailed behind.
"Hey." The tall guy said realizing her presence. He sat down next to her. I'm Adam and-"
Charmaine whipped her head around to face him. "Look, Adam. I'm just here to see Chase. I don't wanna talk much."
"Seriously?" The brown-haired girl spoke up.
"A hot girl here to see Chase?!" Adam said, surprised.
The short man didn't have to even look up. "That's a first." He repeated Leo's words.
"Chase! Charmaine's here to see you!" Leo shouted to upstairs. Chase came running down some spiraling stairs in the corner of he huge room. Everyone watched the scene.
"Oh, hey! You're here for the tutoring lesson?" Chase questioned.
"Ohhhh." Leo, Adam, the brown haired girl and the short man said in unison. They realized that was the only reason she was there.
"No, I'm here to see Lady Gaga perform." Charmaine rolled her eyes sarcastically.
"Really?!" Adam excitedly interrupted. "When's she getting here?!!"
Charmaine looked at him and scrunched her eyebrows.
"Just ignore him." Chase went to the sofa and set his books on the coffee table. "We can study here."
She set her books down too, tied back her botticelli curls, and they started the tutoring lesson.