(A/N)-Hey people! :D Okay, so I just locked myself in my room and swore on the Styx that I wouldn't come out until I started a better story and I just got some strange thought: How about Percy's Fifth Grade Field Trip to the Saratoga Field! Ikr, nobody would think of that, but every time I read The Lightning Thief, I laugh my butt off at that part where it says, "Like at my fifth grade school, we took a field trip to the Saratoga Field and I had this accident with a war cannon. I wasn't aiming for the bus, but of course I got expelled anyway. So, it will probably fall somewhere between 3 and 6 chapters, and here it is! Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: Okay, I don't know how anybody can mistake my work for Rick Riordan's. Oh, and it's not.

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"Mom, I don't want to go!" I said over the phone. "Why don't you understand that?" My mom was the nicest person in the whole world and she was making me go on some stupid trip to a stupid battlefield. I could yell all I wanted, but I knew it wasn't going to get any better.

"Percy, I-I know, but I need you to go on this field trip. You-"

"You're doing it again," I told her. We'd been through this just about every time we were on the phone. She acts like around every corner there's danger, with that RIP look in her eyes. Of course I couldn't actually see her eyes right now, but it was just as easy to imagine.

"D-Doing what?"

I sighed. "If it's so much for my own good, then why are you worried for me? Seriously, Mom. I'm eleven, not three. Don't you get that?"

I could feel her eyes turn down. "Y-yes. I do. I completely believe in you and I believe that my Percy can make his own decisions."

That made me feel bad. I didn't want to make my mom sad because she had such a horrible life. Yet still, she would put on that brave motherly smile to coneal it.

"I'm sorry mom. I didn't mean to-"

"No, that's okay. It's not your fault. I just want you to be safe. Don't do anything stupid."

"Safe from what? And why would I want to do something stupid? I try to avoid that when I can, you know."

"I have to go, Honey. Gabe is calling." She sounded sympathetic, like she would really hate to switch lines. I couldn't blame her.

"Wait! You didn't answer my question! What could be so bad that-"

"I'm sorry, Honey. I-" She hung up.

"Agh!" I threw the phone across the room. Oops. My teacher, who hated me the most of everybody, stormed up into the room.

"PERCY JACKSON, CALM DOWN! DO YOU WANT TO GO TO THE SARATOGA BATTLEFIELD?"

"Not really."

"GO GET YOUR LUNCH, MISTER!"

"Stupid hag."

"WHAT WAS THAT, MR. JACKSON?"

"Nothing, Nothing."

"GO GET YOUR LUNCH!"

See, My teacher HATES me. She thinks I lie about dyslexia to get out of reading stuff out loud. Plus with the ADHD, well, it's a pretty bad combo.

I rolled my eyes and left for the cafeteria. I didn't have any close friends, except maybe Ralph Evergreen, this weird guy who follows me around. But ever since I yelled at him for scaring this girl I liked away, he keeps his distance. So basically I walked alone.

The cafeteria wasn't much different. I ate alone, everyone else ate together. Ralph looked at me pleadingly from across the cafeteria. There was a guy beside him with blonde hair and grey eyes so stormy that I could see them across the room. He had something hanging around his shoulder and across his chest, to his waist, like a sword sheathe. They both seemed to be staring at me.

I turned my head down and tried to concentration eating, though it made me want to barf up my entire stomach. The school's lunch was poorly cooked. It made me long for sushi (which I absolutely can't stand.)

I took my tray to the garbage can and dumped its contents. When I turned to go hand it in, somebody put their hand on my shoulder and I jumped. "Percy." I flashed my eyes on them, but it was only Ralph. "You need to come with me right now."

"Why?"

"It's for your own good."

"I can take care of myself, thanks." I turned around to head back to my dorm, but a different hand grabbed my shoulder and a different voice spoke.

"Percy, you need to come with us-"

The intercom blared. "ALL FIFTH GRADE STUDENTS, ALL FIFTH GRADE STUDENTS, IF YOU'RE COMING ON THE FIELD TRIP, REPORT TO THE BUS PICKUP LINE."

I turned around to Ralph. As it turns out, it was that blonde dude from earlier that wanted my attention. "Gotta go," I told them. What freaked me out is that they looked like they were trying to hide worry. I headed off toward the main office.

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(A/N.2) Okay, so there is chapter 1. Ik, it's a little short, but then again it's going to be a short story, so yeah. REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! Happy face. :D