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I was sitting at the table having a breakfast of blue waffles with milk, waiting for my step dad, Paul, to finish getting ready. Paul was an English teacher at the school I went to, Goode high, so he gave me a ride to school on most days.

I was just thinking about the things I would have to do at school today, and I must have zoned out, because Paul's fingers started snapping in front of my face, trying to get my attention.

"You ready, Percy?" Paul queried.

I shoveled the last of my waffle into my mouth and slurped down the rest of my milk before hopping up out of my seat.

"Yup" I said, popping the P at the end. He chuckled at my crazy antics, but nevertheless grabbed the keys for his blue Prius and ambled over to the front door of our small apartment with me following behind. As he opened the door, he yelled a quick good-bye to my mom in their bedroom with a muffled 'Have a good day' in reply.

We made our way to the elevator and down to the garage where we kept the car and quickly got inside, as to not be late.

"So, Percy, are you excited for class today? I've got something really special planned." He informed, with a mischievous twinkle in his dark brown eyes.

"Really? What is it?" I questioned curiously.

"Oh, you'll see." He responded mysteriously. That spiked my curiosity even more, and I was surprised to find that I-a dyslexic, ADHD, high school guy- was exited for 3rd period English class.

We sat in comfortable silence for a while until we pulled up to the front of the school, were I hopped out of the car and he continued on to the faculty parking lot in the back of the school. I trudge towards the hallway with my locker in it, and wasn't surprised to see Tucker, Andrea, and Kristen, my three best mortal friends, waiting for me by their lockers, which just happened to be right by mine.

"Hey guys!" I called. "How's it going?" Their heads whipped towards the sound of my voice and all of their faces broke out into large grins as they saw me approaching. After maneuvering my way through the packed hallway to my locker, and friends, I finally started opening my locker to shove the books that I didn't need in it yet, as a chorus of "hey"s and "hi"s greeted me from the little group.

"So, like I was saying, you wouldn't believe what I heard coach hedge is making us do in class today." Tucker exclaimed as he shoved a red, algebra 2, book into his locker. Tucker had light brown eyes and messy blonde hair. He was athletic and liked all kinds of sports, but his favorite was swimming, which is how we met when we both tried out for the Goode swim team. We were both running for team captain, and we became friends after I won it and he decided to be a good sport and introduce himself. He was always excited for gym, which we all had 5th period, so I didn't pay much attention to what he was talking about.

"What is it?" Andrea asked. She was Hispanic with long curly brown hair and light blue eyes. She was more academic than Tucker and always got good grades, which meant that I knew she would get along great with Annabeth if they ever meet. She wasn't really that interested in sports, but just seemed curious as to what got tucker so hyped up.

Kristen, on the other hand, scoffed at his excitement for something like gym, as she hated sports. She had short black hair that reached till about her shoulders and dark brown eyes. She also had dyslexia, which led me to believe she might be a demigod at first, but I've met both of her parents and she looks like the perfect combination of her mother and father so they must be her biological parents.

"Coach told us yesterday during swim practice," he shot a glance in my direction, "which you missed because of detention," I shrugged, "but he made us promise not to tell anyone, because he wanted it to be a surprise." Tucker summarized. I shut my locker after grabbing my algebra 2 book and looked at my watch, seeing that we only had three minutes left until first period, I waved goodbye to Kristen and tucker and walked in the opposite direction from which I had come with Andrea by my side.

"Did you do your homework?" Andrea asked.

"We had homework?" I responded dumbly.

"We were supposed to do numbers one through twenty five last night." She sighed, resigned to the fact that I would never actually remember to do my work.

"Well, in that case, oops." I chuckled and she rolled her eyes, she was just like Annabeth. I internally sighed, I missed Annabeth so much. I hadn't seen her since I left camp half-blood a month ago to start school, and she stayed as a year round camper. I IMed her almost every night, but that just wasn't the same. After Tartarus, Chiron thought it would be best for us two to stay at camp, but my mom would not allow it after losing me for eight months. So, Chiron agreed to send coach hedge to be a gym coach at my school in case I had one of my episodes, when I started thinking of the black hole that is the deepest portion of the underworld. Lucky for me, I still haven't had one this year, but coach hedge is always on high alert just in case. I shivered and shook myself to clear my head. At least coach hedge understands why I sometimes have to run out of class for a couple of minutes to deal with some monster.

We had reached room 304, which was Mrs. King's room. We found a quite table in the back and sat down, just as the bell rang, signaling the start of first period. Mrs. King was a nice teacher. She almost never called on me, as she understood that math was hard for me, with both ADHD and dyslexia, but that didn't mean that she excused me from doing my homework every night, which is why I had a C- in this class. But, hey, at least I'm passing.

After a boring 50 minutes of lecturing about adding and subtracting polynomials, Mrs. King assigned out homework for the night and allowed us to socialize for the last five minutes of class.

"So, Perce, I heard that Kimberly asked you out... When's your date?" Andrea probed.

"I already told you that I have a girlfriend. Her name is Annabeth." I grumbled. She stared at me, dumbfounded.

"So how come I've never met her? What does she look like? When did you meet? How long ha-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." I cut her off and held up my hands in a 'please-stop-and-breath' kind of way, "Slow down and try to actually give me a chance to answer you." I stated. She kept on staring at me expectantly, so I relented. At that moment, if I didn't know any better, I'd say that she was a daughter of Aphrodite, what with her sudden interest in my love life.

"You haven't ever met her because she lives in long island and she can't visit very often. She has long, curly, blonde hair and intense gray eyes and she's just beautiful. Ummmm... What else?" I paused," Oh, yeah. We met at a summer camp when I was twelve but we only started going out two summers ago on my sixteenth birthday." I finished.

"Okay, so ho-" the bell rung, cutting off the rest of her sentence, and sending us on our way to second period chemistry, which we both had along with tucker. I piled up my books and waited for Andrea to do the same, and then headed towards the open door, which was beckoning to me to walk over and exit this horrid classroom.

I spotted tucker farther down the hall and made a beeline toward him, which just happened to be at our lockers. I leaned against my locker and faced him as he started going on and on about how stupid I was for rejecting Kimberley. She was, according to him, "the whole package" because of her looks and how nice she was. I admit that she's pretty, with her long brown hair and light green eyes, but she had nothing on Annabeth's beauty. Which I tried to explain to him, and he again rejected the idea of me having a girlfriend outside of school. I thought it would be easy to believe I had one, considering all of the girls who threw themselves at me on a daily basis, but apparently not. Being the swim team captain, I guess you could say that I was somewhat popular, but I couldn't care less. At least it kept all of the jocks off my back... For the most part. The captain of the football team, Joey Lancer, just loved to pick fights with me. Being captain, he had a pretty big group of guys who followed him around like Labrador retrievers, and they did whatever Joey told them to do.

When the hallway started to get emptier as students filed into their classrooms, we decided to get going to science.

We entered the room and picked a lab table that was right next to the fish tank in the back corner. Being a son of Poseidon, they all loved me and always asked for things that they needed. I leaned over, and discreetly fed the fish some of their colorful and flaky fish food.

Thank you, lord! Sang the fish. There were all kinds of fish in the fish tank, but mostly a couple of clownfish, angelfish, and goldfish.

"No problem," I whispered back. Tucker gave me a weird look, but just shook his head and filed that moment into the 'file of crazy things that Percy Jackson does' in the back of his mind.

Mr. Lawson, our tall and lanky chemistry professor, strolled into the classroom and began scribbling our assignment on the board. We were supposed to do a lab in a group of two or three people, so I wasn't worried since I had Andrea in my group.

Now, before you start saying Wow, Percy, you're going to make your friend do all of the work? No, actually, she just didn't trust me when we were doing labs in chemistry and using chemicals. I couldn't blame her though; I did light a notebook on fire after only a week of school.

"Are we supposed to use 10 grams of copper?" questioned Andrea.

"Ummmm… yes?" It came out more like a question, but what could she expect?

"Its 5 grams, Percy." She sighed, after shooting a glance at her worksheet to make sure.

"Right. I knew that." I smiled sheepishly and she just rolled her eyes at me. Again.

After that, she didn't even bother asking me any more science related questions and just finished the lab alone, with the occasional input from Tucker. Before I knew it, the bell rung and I was jumping out of my seat to get to third period, English with Paul, and see what was so exiting that he had planned.

I rushed towards my locker to get my English materials, with Tucker and Andrea in tow, confused as to why I was excited for English.

"Dude. Slow down." Tucker sent me a look for the, like, third time today, and I knew that I was acting a bit strange. "Sorry man, Pa- Mr. Blofis said that he had something special planned for today that I should be exited for and I'm just curious to find out what it is." I explained, but leaned against my locker to wait for them to get their stuff anyway.

"There's Kristen," Andrea informed. I glanced in the direction that she was pointing and true to her word, caught sight of Kristen bustling through the crowded hallway.

"Hey, Kristen" Tucker greeted her, as I gave a small wave of my hand to acknowledge her. We all started walking towards room 325, Paul's room, which was at the far left end of the hall. All four of us had English, lunch, and gym together, which just happened to be the next three classes of the day. When we walked into the room, Paul called me over to his desk.

"What's up, Paul?" I inquired.

"That is Mr. Blofis to you," He winked," But, your mother wanted me to ask if you were going to need a ride after swim practice today?"

"Tucker and I were actually planning on going to the Starbucks around the corner, that is if you don't mind?" I clarified.

"No, that's fine." Paul agreed." Well, you better go take your seat. Class is about to begin." His eyes twinkled with amusement.

I made my way back to my friends and sat down in the only empty seat at the table for four. I mumbled something about Paul asking if I needed a ride home and then swung my gaze over to him, who was standing at the front of the room, waiting for everyone to quiet down so he could begin his lesson. Paul was a very respected teacher, because he always had fun lessons and understood that we have a lot of homework in other classes, so he rarely gave us any. So, even the rowdiest of students stopped their conversations when the saw that their favorite teacher was waiting.

"So," Paul began," As some of you may or may not have heard, we will be starting a new lesson this month. Have any of you ever heard of Greek mythology?" His eyes lit up as he looked at me and my face broke out into a broad grin. A smart, prideful, girl named kiera, Andrea, me, and a couple of other kids raised their hands at that. 'Finally!' I thought 'something that I can get an A on!'

"For those of you who don't know, Greek mythology is the body of myths and teachings that belong to the ancient Greeks, concerning their gods and heroes," Paul winked at me, referring to the fact that I was apparently a hero, and I rolled my eyes," the nature of the world, and the origins and significance of their own cult and ritual practices. (Disclaimer: belongs to Wikipedia) Now, Can anyone here tell me one fact about Greek mythology?" His eyes skimmed across the hands raised in the air until they rested on kiera."Kiera, can you tell us what you know?"

"Well, I think that there are 11 Olympians-"

"12" I corrected her and she shot me a glare as the rest of the class looked at me confused, because I was normally asleep by this time in class, not being an academic input in class," There are 12 Olympians."

"Yeah, okay, whatever, there are 12 Olympians and each one of them represents something. Like, Zeus is the king of the gods and the god of the sky and thunder while Athena is the goddess of wisdom." She finished with a proud smile.

"And battle strategy." I added and her face dropped as she shot me another glare. I had this practically drilled into my brain by Annabeth every time someone mentioned her mother, so this was one thing that I did know.

"Very good Kiera, Percy" Paul admonished. "But, Percy, if you think you know so much about this subject, why don't you name each of the 12 Olympians?" He challenged looking at me mischievously. Some students in the class laughed quietly at my misfortune, and Andrea started scribbling the names down on a piece of paper to hand to me, but I waved her off.

"Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, "I squared my shoulders proudly at the name of my father and continued," Hermes, Athena, Apollo, Artemis, Hephaestus, Ares, Dionysus, Aphrodite, and Demeter." Most of the class gaped at me while Paul just smiled at me with a knowing look in his eyes before proceeding to explain what each god or goddess represented.

"How did you know that?" Andrea whispered incredulously. I shrugged and sat back and relaxed as I listened to Paul ramble about things that were life or death for me- literally.

"Do any of you know the language of the Greeks?" Paul inquired. Lindsay, a quiet and shy girl in the back of the class, raised her hand. "What do you know, Lindsay?"

"Umm, not much. I know how to say hi, though. Its γεια." Lindsay stated.

"Anyone Else?" Queried Paul," How about you, Percy?"

Kiera turned from her desk in the front to watch me, probably hoping that I would embarrass myself, like I had embarrassed her at the beginning of class.

Sucks for her I thought

"Λοιπόν, είμαι πολύ καλά, και μου αρέσει απλά κέικ σοκολάτας." I said this simply while staring at kiera .The class was shocked, to say the least.

"Is that the same Percy who was here yesterday?" One kid called out skeptically.

"Yup, It's still the same me…I think." I proclaimed impishly while letting out a small chuckle. Kiera was practically fuming and giving me a death glare while Lindsay looked surprised, but happy for me.

"Oh, Yeah? If you're such a Greek aficionado, Then what did you say?" Kiera dared.

"I said, and I quote,' Well, I'm Fluent, and I just love chocolate cake.'" I confirmed.

"Hot and smart, he's a package deal." I heard a girl behind me say with a flirty giggle and I blushed crimson.

"Okay, Man, what is going on?" Tucker whispered fervently a couple of minutes later.

"I'll tell you guys at lunch." I whispered back.

"Fine, but no half-truths. I'm tired of all you secrets. We've been your best friends for the past two years, even when you disappeared for 8 months and you just said you had 'some family issues' we believed you. Cut the crap, man." He grumbled accusingly. I nodded my affirmation and gulped, looking away. Tucker looked satisfied with his little speech and Andrea and Kristen looked just as curious as he sounded.

The bell finally rung at the end of class, dismissing us to go to lunch and I only had one thought running through my mind.

What am I going to do?

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