I'm No Cinderella

5. My Dignity was the Size of Drew's IQ

Most of the kids were dressed in their spring coats with their book bags and empty lunch boxes on hand, as they waited for their parents. I tried to move out of the way as I walked up to their teacher, Ms. Archer.

"Hey Diana," I greeted her. She hugged me. She let me call her by her first name. Kudos to my small amount of awesomeness.

"Annabeth! Pleasure to see you," she smiled. I returned the smile.

"How were the boys?" I asked immediately wincing ahead of time for whatever she had to say. She grinned at me which made me relax. The boys liked to cause trouble with other kids and I've tried talking to them out of it. So far, they were doing better with minor slipups.

"Very nice actually. It's their turn to use the bathroom, along with Sophie." I nodded. I knew Sophie. She was a little sweetheart which was so opposite Bobby and Matthew's character. She had cute brown hair and blue eyes. She looked kid of familiar too.

"Oh okay," I replied.

"There was only one thing that bothered me though. I gave them an assignment today to draw and write a brief summary on what they do a lot with their family, and...they had the same...idea." I immediately started thinking the worst. Was it bad?

"Plagiarism?" I asked. She shook her head.

"No just something that made me concerned? I'll find it for you. Why don't you have a seat next to Mr. Jackson over there and wait a minute?" she suggested. I nodded. I wondered what they did. How hard and unsafe was it to doodle a picture with your tiny hands and write three sentences about it. Well, our family never really did much together, so maybe they drew pictures of all of us staring at a wall or something.

I turned to sit on the small couch on the side of the room by her desk. Oh sweet baby Jesus. Why the fudge is Percy here? Not that I'm complaining. I don't think he has a sibling here. I never saw him before today.

"Percy?" I said his name a bit shyly. Percy looked at me with a slight tint of oink in his cheeks. Shit, he was embarrassed about today.

"Oh, hey Annabeth," he said rubbing the back of his neck. I sat down hesitantly next to him. I wondered if he was thinking about me. I wondered if he wondered why I was here. I wonder if he'll ask me a question. Why am I wondering so many stupid things? Why have I said the wonder six fucking times? Okay Annabeth, now your just rambling in your head. Stop being nervous! Don't be creepy. Don't be creepy.

"So...what are you doing here?" I asked him. Good. Start off casually. Don't refer to anything from the nurse's office. Don't be awkward.

"I'm waiting on my sister, she's in the bathroom." So he does have a sibling. Why have I never seen her before?

"Really? What's her name?" I asked. Percy smiled at me with a twinkle in his eye. He must love his sister a lot.

"Sophie." I wanted to slap myself in the face for that one. Duh, Annabeth. Sophie was Mr. Blofis' first child and Percy was his stepson. That makes sense.

"Oh she's your sister? I adore her. She's so sweet." I replied. Percy's smile didn't leave her face.

"And you?" he asked. Oh crap. He asked me a question. What do I say? How about answer the damn question, dumbass?

"Bobby and Matthew." Percy rose his eyebrows.

"I never would have guessed," What was that supposed to mean? "You don't really look like them at all." Oh.

"I know," I replied. "I never saw you pick them up before?" I hoped I wasn't prying when I asked.

"Swim Season is over so I told my mom not to worry about picking Sophie up anymore afterschool," he said. That was sweet to help out his mom like that. Helen would usually just throw the job over to me without asking questions. It's not that I hate it, but sometimes, I'd like to hang out with my friends afterschool every day.