A/N And yes, I have adopted another story! Let's see, that makes ... four? Yes, four adopted stories! And three from the same person! Thanks to all of my new followers by the way! I appreciate it! ENJOY!

~Nikki, lover of PJO, Dragons, and Hippocampi!

Percy's POV

As I walked to his new school, my last two days flashed through his mind.

The second Titan war was over; the gods won, thankfully, and almost nothing could ruin my day. I was sitting on my favorite place at camp, holding my favorite girl. After the war, Annabeth and I had become a couple, no thanks to all the nagging from the other campers. We were on the beach, sitting on a picnic blanket watching the waves crash onto the sand. It was perfect.

Well, It was perfect until a certain Lord of the Wild came racing towards the hill, interrupting Annabeth and I's date. If anyone else had interrupted them; I would have them pinned to the ground, Riptide at their neck, but I spared Grover, since it was obviously important.

Grover was wearing a camp Half-blood T-shirt, but he didn't have on any pants; instead his furry goat legs were showing

"Percy!" Grover yelled. I waved him over and patted the spot next to me. Annabeth gave me a look that clearly said; What now? I smiled and shook my head, because I didn't know either. Grover ran up to where I was sitting and plopped next to me. He was panting and out of breath, I could tell that he ran all the way here.

"What's up G-Man?" I asked. I was seriously curious now.

"Sorry for interrupting your date," Grover panted. Me and Annabeth blushed. "But Percy, I need your help."

"Uh-huh," I said, "Could this possibly wait until tomorrow?"

"No, because you'll be at school tomorrow." Grover said. "Me and Chiron agreed that this needed to be done."

I raised an eyebrow, "Excuse me?" I wasn't really taking him seriously at this point, it was still the middle of summer and school didn't start for another four weeks. I was going to attend Goode high this year because of my step-dad, and I was actually pretty exited. My stept-dad, Paul, was pretty awesome, especially since he knew about all the demigod stuff that I have to put up with.

"Yeah," Grover nodded, "You'll be going to wilderness school. It's a school near Armpit, Nevada called Spring Water."

"And," I said, still not believing this. I could tell that Annabeth wasn't really buying it either, because she had that look on her face. "Why might I be doing this?"

"A Satyr, Gleeson Hedge has sensed three powerful half-bloods there. We don't know their parentage, but Gleeson knows that they have a monster stalking them."

"wonderful," Annabeth muttered. I could tell that she wasn't really happy about me leaving. Truth be told, I wasn't really thrilled either. I mean a school? Really? Couldn't the Fates think of another way to torture me?

Grover tossed me a file. "Here, This is some information about them. Your plane leaves in about five hours, so go pack. Oh yeah, and Gleeson will know who you are." He flashed me one more smile before he got up and sprinted away.

I groaned. Planes? Schools? Monsters? What was next? A Golden Flying Boar?

So that's basically how I ended up in the middle of nowhere, walking up to a school for Juvenal delinquents. It wasn't what I'd call a happy end of summer. I walked up the steps, searching for the Satyr called 'Gleeson Hedge'. I almost laughed at his name; but Grover warned me not to get him mad. He said that he wasn't really the brightest, or for that matter, the friendliest.

A teacher named Mr. Tyco steered me in the direction of the gym. He said that's were the students will meet in the morning and where we'll get our schedules. When I walked into the gym, I was met with havoc. I was use to a certain level of havoc, but this was ridiculous. Kids were running and screaming around the gym, throwing anything they could find. They were giving each other wedgies and other inappropriate things that I would rather not describe. I saw a short, stubby man, with curly hair, carrying a baseball bat; he was yelling at the students in his megaphone. I knew the man; it was Gleeson, the Satyr that I was supposed to meet. I looked over my shoulder and saw three kids huddled in the corner, trying to avoid the mayhem.

I walked over to Gleeson, and tapped him on the shoulder. He spun around faster that I thought would be possible on his short stubby legs, and he swung at me. If I didn't have good reflexes I would have been hit in the cest with the metal base-ball bat; not that it mattered since I was invincible. I caught the bat right before it hit me. Gleeson looked surprised, and grunted something under his breath that I could've sworn was 'cupcake'.

"Ummm," I said, I didn't really know what to say. "Gleeson Hedge? I'm Percy Jackson."

"Jackson?" He said raising an eyebrow, "The one Grover sent?"

I nodded my head in confirmation, then looked at the chaos, trying to find the three half-bloods that he might've smelled. Gleeson seemed to sence my emotions, because he pointed to the group that was huddled in the corner, "Those are the half-bloods that we'll be protecting. Also, Jackson, call me Coach Hedge."

I nodded to him, then headed off into the direction of the half-bloods. They were all sitting quietly in the corner, two boys and one girl. The girl was pretty; she had choppy brown hair and eyes that seemed to change color. She wore a T-shirt and jeans, with combat boots. She also wore a snowboarding jacket.

The next boy had elfish features and curly black hair. He had brown eyes, and wore a jacket that covered his shirt. He seemed to be bouncing up and down, trying to get the girl to do something, but she kept shaking her head.

The last boy was laughing at what the curly haired one was saying. He had blonde hair, and shocking blue eyes, which in a way reminded me of Thalia. He wore a simple purple T-shirt and jeans with tennis shoes.

I didn't want to directly approach them so I sat a little ways away from them, but just close enough so I could keep my eye on them. The seemed to be having a three way argument about how much better video games were than TV. The girl was trying to break the boys up by sitting between them. It didn't seem to help much.

When the finally broke apart, they didn't talk much. The elf-boy looked over at me, his smile brightened, and he waved. I didn't know what to do, so I waved back. His smiled brightened, and he vaguely reminded me of the Stoll brothers at camp Half-blood. The kid turned back to his friends and said something to them, the nodded and smiled, then walked over to me.

The curly haired kids bounced over to me and stuck out his hand, "Hi, I'm Leo Valdez, are you new?"

I nodded and shook his hand, "Yeah, I'm new, and my name is Percy, Percy Jackson."

Leo grinned and gestured for his friends to hurry. Once the caught up with him, Leo introduced me, "Guys, this is Percy Jackson, he's new. Percy, these are my friends, Piper and Jason."