I walked into the place that is worse than hell, and I know because I been there but it is known as School. I was only going to school because I'm supposed to see if I can find any demigods. Anyway I'm walking down the concrete path that led to the office so I can get my time table. When I arrived at the door which led into the office I take a deep breath and push open the door and enter into the small carpeted room which had a hallway leading down to the class rooms as well as a door which I guessed was the sickbay. I stroll up to the desk which has a small petite women with mousy brown hair and glasses. She looks up and asks kindly "what do you need"

"Umm" I say "I'm new and I don't have a timetable"

"Got it" she states "what's your name" she adds while typing something on her shining computer

"Nico Di Angelo" I say quickly

She continues typing and then the printer starts making noise and a single piece of paper comes out and she hands it to me saying "that's your timetable and your first two classes are history and English. Anyway you should hurry along the bell went five minutes ago"

"Okay" I reply "thanks."

I start walking down the corridor and look at my table and see that I have history in D6. After walking for a bit I see D6 so I quickly walk to the white door and knock once before opening it.

I walk into the class in my fully black attire and walk up to the teacher and say "hi, I'm just started here."

"Okay" he replies "just take a seat in a free chair."

"Got it" I answer and go take a seat near the back at an empty table and sit down. Just then the teacher starts talking again "as I was saying my name is Mr smith and this term we are gong to be learning Greek mythology" I groan when I hear those two words which I'm pretty sure Mr smith hears but he ignores me and continues with his lecture "could anyone tell me their favourite Greek god" at that question half the class puts up their hands which includes me.

"What about you…" He says looking down at his sheet of names "Miss Hargreaves."

"My favourite god is Aphrodite because she is the god of beauty" she says in a perky voice that for some reason all popular girls have.

"Good" Mr Smith smiles "and what about you Mr Di Angelo"

"Well my favourite god is hades" I say shyly. After I say that I hear a girl in front of me mutter under her breath "of course its hades. I bet he doesn't even know the names of any of the other god."

"Really" I bravely say and go on to name all of the god and goddesses including most of the minor ones as well as listing what they are god or goddess off. After I've listed them all I notice that the whole class is staring at me shocked.

Then I hear the same girl say "what's he gonna do next speak Greek."

With that said I stare strait at her and say "ξέρετε ότι πραγματικά είναι μια σκύλα. (You really are a bitch you know)"

When I say that she stares at me completely stunned and I just stare back her with a smug look on my face. After a minute of us just staring at each other the teacher clears his throat and says "okay… with that said and done let's move on. For the next three weeks you are going to be working on a project of a god or goddess of your choice. I'm going to hand out this sheet with all the details on the project, so when you get one just go over it for the rest of the class and decide what god or goddess you are going to do." After he says that he hands out all the sheets and the class starts looking at it.

By the time I've even get the sheet I already know I'm going to do hades because he is my dad and I think he would probably get Persephone to turn me into a daisy…. Again if I didn't do him.

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Before I know it I hear the clanging of the bell go signalling the end of class. I get up t of my hard plastic chair and hurry out the door and start heading to my next class which is English.

'Great a whole class on spelling and writing which is going to be so much fun with my dyslexia' I think emphasising the so in my head. I keep walking down the twisting hallways trying to find my class. Eventually I spot the door marked E1 and I head inside and sit down at a free table right at the back. For the class we are told to write about our holidays so I write about camp half blood minus the sword fighting and flying horses. By the time I finish and hand it in to the teacher the bell is about to go so I sit down at the graffiti covered desk and patiently wait for the bell to go. When the bell rings I pick up my books and rush out of the class.

The rest of the day flies by and before I know it I am walking to my locker to collet my bag. When I have my bag and have locked my locker I walk outside to get to my black sports car. I know your probably thinking why does he have a sports car and I'm going to answer that by saying why wouldn't I have a sports car when my father is the freakin god of hell. When I spot my sports car I see that there is a whole group of people surrounding it probably wondering who owns the car. When I see the crowd I mentally say 'great this is just what I need. A whole group of freaking people surrounding my car.' After seeing all the people decide to wait until all the kids leave until I go to my car because I really don't want them to know I own the car.

After about an hour and a half all the kids have left except me, so get up of the seat I'm sitting on, walk over to my car, get in, put my key in the ignition and start driving towards my apartment. Ten minutes later I'm pulling up outside my apartment and walking in the front door. When I'm inside I pull out my phone from my bag (Leo had made phones for demigods) and dial the number for the closest pizza joint. When I have ordered a large pepperoni pizza I go sit on my comfy black leather sofa and wait for the pizza to be delivered.

When I have paid and eaten the pizza I clumsily get off the couch and head to my bedroom to get changed as well as brush my teeth before I climb into my king sized bed and practically fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.