It's the 21st Century and America is now monarchy. The king is great and almighty Zeus and by his side Hera. His older brothers, Poseidon and Hades are too kings but in different countries. A small boy who dreams of adventure lives in the big country, waiting. His name is…

"Percy David Jackson. Wake up. It's time for school."

I rolled over and looked at my mom, giving here the best glare I could muster. Today was like any other day; I was required to get up from my perfectly warm bed to the bathroom and freshen up and go down stairs so I can go to school.

"Now don't give me that look. Just get up and go to the bathroom. You know it's required by law that-"

"That I attend at least 125 days of school. I know I know." I remember that speech like it was yesterday. Athena, King Zeus's child before his marriage to Queen Hera, ordered that kids have to go to school and not grow up to be dumb students like our grandparents. I don't understand why they want us to learn more if the King wants to stay in power.

"So get up and hurry. You now only have 16 minutes to eat your breakfast."

Ah breakfast the supposed best meal of the day. Oh how I enjoy breakfast with my little brother kicking my leg under the table and the sound of people cuss on the sidewalk in front of my house. Its torture but it's the life I must live in.

When I finally got out of bed and freshen up, I went downstairs to eat breakfast. Cereal. Again. The Brand is "Oats and Grain Krisps" with the "K" crossed out and replaced with a "C". Demeter, King Zeus's sister, made it a law you must eat some sort of wheat, oats, grain food for every meal, every day. It's gets very tiring after a while but we get used to it.

"Peter. Breakfast!"

My little eight year old brother, Peter Henry Jackson Jr., has sparkling blue eyes and blond hair and a slight cowlick on the top of his head that make all the girls swoon. He has tan skin and pink full lips and straight teeth (well as any eight can have). Pretty much the opposite I was/am. I have horrible greasy black wavy hair, dull pink lips, and twenties shades lighter than my brother. My two front teeth are slightly turned in. The only thing that is interesting about me are my eyes. My eyes (as girls and my family say) are green like the sea that stretches the Earth. They darken when I'm grumpy and they brighten up when I'm happy. Peter is named after his father Peter Henry Jackson SR., "Best Lawyer in Manhattan". I too have his surname but I don't look like Peter. My mother has curly brown ringlet hair. She has blue eyes and pale skin.

Finally Peter comes to the dinner table with his white blazer and red plaid pants. The school he goes to is called "The New School of New York: Private School". The school is supposed to enhance the characteristics of all kids who attend their school and make the world a better place. Their emblem is a golden eagle with the letters SPQR in gold. They strive for a Roman atmosphere, they even copied Rome's motto, Senātus Populusque Rōmānus (The Senate and People of Rome).

"Hello Mom," Peter says pulling out the chair, "Percy."

"Good morning dear. Eat your breakfast or you'll be late for school."

"Yes ma'am," Peter obeys politely.

I stood from the table, "I think I should go. I have an important test in first period and like you said, 'Don't want to be late,'".

I grab my backpack from the front the door…

"Sweetie you didn't even eat any of your cereal."

"Not hungry."

"But-"

"It's okay mom. Love you."

I slam the door shut.

My school is supposedly the best in New York. It has been recognized by the Athena who means a lot. The school is called "New York's Young and Talented: Private School for the Genius". Their motto: Nothing is impossible; we just don't have the right people doing the possible. Unlike my brother school, my school is strict on grades and that's it. We are a very free-rolling school. We don't wear uniforms, we don't have strict monthly school assemblies and we don't have to saw the pledge (unless the royal family comes). It's a nice school

And I hate it…

I enter the school with dread. Something exciting is going to happen and I won't be involved in it. This tends to happen a lot. I get this feeling in my stomach and boom, one opportunity to leave America is ruined.

"Percy wait up man."

I turned around to see my best friend.

"Hurry up Luke. I don't have all day."

Luke ran through the hallway towards me, "Here the news?"

"What news?"

"King Zeus is bringing his brothers to visit our school. To demonstrate how schools are supposed to work. BLAH BLAH BLAH."

My chance.

The bell rung for first period, Luke and I walked into Ms. Dodds English class.

"So what?"

"So?! Percy you've been dying to see the royal family. What's it going to take for you to-"

"Stop."

Ms. Dodds walked in class grinning, "Class open your books to page 203."

After so many classes the royal finally came (they didn't come until happen seventh period, our last). Well what I mean by royal family is King Zeus's brother, spouses, and their kids.

King Hades, King of Mexico, wore dark pants with a black shirt and a maroon leather jacket. He wore black boots. A helmet was made on his jacket. He brought his wife Queen Persephone wore a floral dress, his son Nico Di Angelo who and his (illegitimate child) Hazel Di Angelo. Nico Di Angelo was had olive green skin and black eyes that seemed to stare into your soul. He wore the same outfit as father but instead of boots he wore vintage high-tops Chuck Taylors. Hazel is African American, with long, curly cinnamon brown colored hair and hazel golden eyes. She wore a gold dress and had a tiny princess tiara on her head. Nico's eyes scanned the cafeteria and seem to linger on me.

King Poseidon, King of Canada, wore (which was very embarrassing) a Hawaii Shirt and Bermuda shorts. He had a trident tattoo on his exposed left leg. His wife Queen Amphitrite was a beauty. Her long black was straighten and her piercing blue eyes were just surreal. She wore a plain white dress and at the bottom were a bunch of different stones that seem to make her glow. Their son, Triton, wore a frown upon his face, his nose scrunching up. He wore a plain black suit and with a Royal Blue tie and polished black shoes.

Zeus was there as well. He wore only a navy pinstripe suit and a red tie.

"Hello follow students of this wonderful."

We shouted, "Good afternoon, King Zeus."

King Zeus went through procurers. We went through the pledge and the school creed. The bell rang for school to be over and we left.

"The Royal Family. Huh, never thought I see the day."

"I don't think anyone thought that Luke."

"Whatever. You want to hang out at the Arc-"

"Hey Percy."

Luke turned and his face darken, "Don't acknowledge her, Perc."

I turned and plastered a fake smile. I waved my hand.

"Did you no listen to my instructions," Luke hissed under his breath, "You have just brought doom to us."

"Don't act like that," I whispered, "Maybe she's just asking about my day."

"As if."

Annabeth, daughter of Athena, approached Luke and me. "Percy it's like we haven't seen each other in a long time."

"You guys just saw each other in third period," Luke chimed in.

Annabeth glared at Luke with piercing gray eyes. I yawned. Annabeth snapped out of her mini war with Luke and looked at me with concern, "Are you okay?"

I nodded. I stretch my arms over my head. I turned around and walked away. I don't know why, must felt pissy. Luke followed right behind me and so did Annabeth.

"Don't you have better things to do Chase," Luke growled, "Like I don't know eating lunch with your family in the nice Teacher's Lounge."

Annabeth shook her ignoring Luke's attitude, "I would but I'm full from lunch early today."

"You should go. You haven't seen your family since Thanksgiving. It'll be a good idea. If I were you I would total go," I sighed.

Annabeth blushed, nodded, and returned back to the Cafeteria.

"Good idea man. Get the annoying girl away from us," Luke smiles slapping me on the back.

"She's not annoying just-"

"A brat?"

"No, she's-"

"Special?"

"NO, she's… unique."

Luke stops, "Whatever man."

Once we made it to the bottom step I heard my name being called again.
"Who now," I rolled my eyes and turned around once more. It was Ms. Dodds running down the stairs. She nearly plunged to her death multiple times on the way down. "Percy, you …have…been requested…to the …Teacher's Lounge."

I raised one eyebrow. Luke nudged my shoulder. I looked over at him and he winked. "You better go. Don't let the Royal Family wait. I'll tell your mom that you'll be late for dinner."

I nodded walked up the stairs with Ms. Dodds (well carry, she was out of breath).

I walked back in the cafeteria for the third time in one day. Annabeth was pacing around the table her family was eating at in total concentration. When she finally saw me, she squealed and leaped and jumped into my arms. The Royal Families dropped what they were doing and covered their ears.

"Annabeth is there something wrong," I asked.

"Well, I thought that you wanted to meet my family since we are good friends."

I looked up and saw everyone staring. I felt heat rising up to my cheeks realizing that Annabeth was still in my arms. A deep cough was heard from the table.

AND SCENE…

JUST SOMETHING I NEEDED TO TYPE. DON'T KNOW IF I'LL CONTUINE THIS. SHOULD I? TELL ME. BYE SEE YEAH MAYBE!