A/N:I guess I should clarify a bit if you're confused. This takes place during TLH what happens to Percy. BUT instead of loosing his memory, he gains fake ones. Mckenzie and Percy have never actually been friends, what they have is just fake memories. Get it? Oh, and McKenzie is not a Half-blood. This idea has been bothering me for awhile and when TLH came out it was a perfect opportunity to start this (plus I was sick of all the joe-schmo Son of Neptune FF). Please do not suggest Percy is OOC, because he is, but that's because his mind is filled with different memories, so he's not going to be the same. I suck at starting fanfics, so this is a really sketchy beginning, but it'll get better as it goes:)

Chapter One:We Get in Trouble by Bouncing Broccoli

I was squished between Nose-Picker Nancy and Smelly Sam, on an hour trip to a place I envied. School.

My mom had once again managed to stuff me in another school miles and miles away on an island in New York. One called 'Johnson University' school for 'Troubled and maturing young adults.' What made it worse was it was summer.

The bus was headed toward Death Valley, practically. We were surrounded by nothing but sand, dust and few pebbles. I felt heat seeping through the windows, and tried to fan it away. After every fan, I'd pick up some of Sam's stench, so eventually I stopped.

Finally, after Sam decided to pass gas on my face and Nancy, well, flung a little gift at me, I had had enough. I flipped to Percy.

Percy had been my friend since the 2nd grade. One weird incident after another, Mom would screech at me. "It's not safe!" and I'd wind up some other place once again.

I've never met Percy's mom, but I figured she must be the same. We'd both traveled to the same different schools every year together. Jared, Nancy, and Sam were all from our previous school (don't ask what happened). They were now on the never-ending cycle of new schools, and I felt bad for them.

"Percy!" I whisper-yelled toward him. He was sitting by only Jared, so I figured I could bunk with them. "Percy!" I repeated.

He looked at me and I mouthed 'Extra seat?'. He looked at my seatmates, as if it were dawning on him who I was sitting by, and nodded.

Quickly, I bumped into their seat. Jared grasped his nose.

"Gosh, McKenzie, you smell like sewer," He did a pretend gag. "When did you last shower?"

I rolled my eyes. "I've been bunking with Sam. I'm not going to smell like roses," I stated. He shrugged, as if this was reasonable, but still continued to grasp his nose.

"Jeez," Percy said, looking out the window. "Where are we? Texas?"

I groaned. "More like Death Valley," I mumbled. I wondered how long it would take for me to be transferred again or what major-terrifying event would happen this time. Maybe the lunch-lady would 'accidentally' serve us something with a paw in it. Or the janitor-

"Listen up PIPSQUEAKS!" My new principal interrupted my thoughts. She had shaggy brown hair, constantly snarled up into bunches. Her eyes were piercing, studying your every move and breath. She constantly looked like she wanted to slap us with a permanent frown planted on her face "I would like to take these last few minutes before we stop to discuss the rules. You will NOT talk back. You will NOT get into fights. You will NOT fail classes. You will NOT show ANY signs of affection. You will NOT hold weapons-yes this includes pocket knifes," She stopped to eyeball a few students. "You will NOT talk or communicate in away with any other fellow students except during lunch. You will NOT-"

I stopped listening there. Just another set of rules yet to be broken somehow. The principal was yapping on about how discipline is good in maturing teens, and stuff like that. Every so often she'd pause and glance around staring at us evilly. Percy nudged me and did a 'co-co' sign at the principal. It was childish, but that's what we were. I laughed silently.

The principal saw me. "Ms. Anderson, is there something you'd like to share?" She patted her foot against the ground, her arms crossed. I shook my head. "Good, then I suggest you shut up, before I give you detention," The other kids snickered. I nodded, but I didn't say anything.

For the rest of the trip, she continued on about decency, pride, and all the basic stuff like that. I zoned off half way through, knowing I'd have to go through this talk again.

When the bus finally landed, the kids quickly emptied out. I got out and followed them as we evacuated to the lunch room.

On the plus side, they were actually serving edible food at the school. Food that actually looked good and smelled good. My stomach made a giant rumble as I rushed in line.

When I got there the lunch lady slammed a cheese-dipper on my plate and some broccoli. The broccoli looked..raw, still frozen as if fresh from the freezer.

I grabbed an empty spot by Percy. Jared was bouncing the broccoli up and down. Once it slammed down to the table it would fling back up in the air.

"Gosh, it's made out of like, rubber," He awed. "Should I fling it at Nancy?"

I took his bouncy broccoli away. "Honestly Jared. I don't feel like being in trouble on the first day,"

He shrugged. "Fine then. I'll get in trouble tomorrow," He smirked, and I rolled my eyes.

"At least these lunches are edible," Percy said, munching on his cheese deeper.

"And they taste good," I added. I didn't like this school, but I could get used to the food.

"Except the broccoli," He finished, chucking his broccoli into the garbage. It must of hit the bottom pretty hard because it bounced back and flew through the air. Flying..flying..smack. I winced as I saw who just got slammed by the broccoli.

I never thought Mrs. Yeda could look madder then on the bus. I was wrong.

"Lucky hit," Jared squeaked as he fled the table.

"We should run well we still can." I said, positioning my feet. Percy shook his head and pointed at the already-marching-towards-us principal.

"Well, there goes your first day without trouble," Percy sighed.

"Young woman! Chucking broccoli at teachers is a sign of disrespect and therefore punishable! Get in my office this INSTANT!" Her face was turning a shade of red. I grumbled and followed her.

I sat into the red chair in the front of her desk. She paced around the room, pondering if I should get detention or not.

Finally, after the bell had rung, she turned to me. "Detention after school! Get to class!"

I hastily got out and pulled out my schedule.

Room 214: Learning German with

I grunted. This was going to be a long day,

I didn't know this at the time, but it was going to be the only normal day I was going to have for awhile.

A/N:Wow, short Dx. Next chapter will be longer; I promise! So, like it? Hate it? Sorry it ended really bad. If you must flame, please give me CC instead. Review:)