Annabeth's POV
Detention. That's how I started my 11th grade year. It was after lunch, and I was supposed to be in math class. Instead I was opening the door the principal's reception room.
The door sqeaked open and what I saw made me wonder if maybe I wasn't so different or half as bad as I thought I was. The receptionist was out, and the principal had a note saying he was gone for lunch on his door.
I looked at the kids and saw: some empty chairs, a black haired girl (sleeping), about my age dressed in punk rocker clothing with ear buds in listening to music, a sandy blond boy in a t-shirt and jeans, with his arm around the back of the black haired girl's chair, picking at the remains of his pizza on a tray from lunch, a garbage can separating him from a black haired emo looking boy, also listening to music, with a skull shirt on, then a nervous looking crippled boy playing a couple tunes on his reed pipes. I didn't feel out of place there, even though I was a half blood. I sat down on the other side of the black haired girl. "Are you two…together or something?" I had the nerve to ask the sandy blond haired boy suddenly. "Umm…no…I was just…..I-guess I don't know…exactly what I was doing…." he said with a sigh. He was pulling his arm away, when the girl's head bobbed down on his shoulder, still sleeping. He winced, the relaxed again. "Sorry" I mumbled. The girl woke up and the boy quickly pulled his arm away. She stood up and stretched, "Man…detention sure is a snooze-fest". I laughed and started talking to her. Over this time a boy with a surfer shirt, black hair and shiny pen walked in the room and sat down. "Hey Death Breath" the sandy blond said to the emo guy. "Don't call me that…..L-lukie Pookie" he snapped back. "Hey, hey-" the surfer boy budded in, "What is it to you Seaweed Brain!" 'Death Breath' spat at him. "Just gunna say that at least I didn't have my arm around Pine Cone Face over there" he said, gesturing to 'lukie pookie' and the punk girl. "No one asked you for comments, Fish Guts!" 'Pine Cone Face' pushed in. She grabbed him by the collar and was about to punch him, when we heard a noise outside the door.
We all tried to sit down so quickly that the punk girl and sandy blond boy tried to sit in the same chair, and then fell to the floor, blushing. The girl started laughing, and then he joined in, giving her a noogie. The principle walked in, took one look at the bunch and said "Grace, Castellan, SIT DOWN AND SHUT IT! NOW." The blond boy heaved himself into the chair, and helped the punk girl, who was rolling her eyes, into the chair next to him. Over the next few hours I learned the kids' names: Luke (Lukie Pookie, sandy blond boy, blond boy), Grover (crippled boy), Percy (surfer boy, Seaweed Brain, Fish Guts), Nico (Death Breath, emo guy), and Thalia (punk girl, black haired girl, Pine Cone Face).
When we got out of detention, we all had each other's numbers. I had gotten a request from Thalia and Percy to call them sometime, and they promised that they would invite me to the next time they all had a party or something.
Didn't come up with most of the nicknames and it's sort of bad I wrote it a long time ago and found it on the computer document thingee. Review and I will update!