Chapter 1 First day of school

Percy's POV

Beep beep beep be-

I slammed my hand against the annoying thing called my alarm clock so it could stop before repeating the same melody over and over again.

I looked at the calendar that was hanging on the blue wall beside my comfy bed. I blinked a little to get the sleepiness out of my eyes and then squint them a little to make out what it said.

On the top in big red letters it read September and under was half a dozen numbers circled in black marker and then marked over with an x to say that said day was over. The next number on the calendar was 5. Now I remember something about that day, but I just can't seem to put my finger on it.

Great, I thought. Now I will scratch my head for the rest of the day trying to find out what will happen today.

Since there was no way I could go back to sleeping I decided I would get out of bed and eat. Groaning I rolled out of bed, stretched a little til I heard my bones pop and went out of my room to the kitchen.

The apartment wasn't big, but it sure had that home vibe and warm atmosphere. The kitchen had dark grey counter tops and blue drawers and cupboards with a more modern black oven and small sink and the classic white fridge.

I opened the fridge to take out the orange juice and poured myself some and sat by the table. I saw a plate with blue pancakes, damn they look good, and a note right beside them. On the note it read.

Percy

Paul and I are going to work and taking Estelle to her kindergarten. Try to not be late, it's the first day of school after all. I love you and see you later.

-Mom

First day of school?

Shit

Quickly I looked over to the digital clock in the living room. It was currently 7:30.

Double shit

School starts in 30 minutes.

Just as a snake would do, I inhaled the pancakes and chugged down my glass of orange juice and sprintet to the bathroom picking some random clothes out of my closet on the way.

By the end of it all I was dressed in blue jeans grey t-shirt and white hoodie. My hair was messy, but that was a usual for me. Like honestly you have better chances at stopping all the world problems than taming my hair, and that's saying a lot cause the world is fucked up beyond repair. And I was left with 20 minutes, which I didn't waste.

I picked up my schoolbag, phone, wallet and keys. Locked the door to the apartment. Then sprintet down like if I didn't i'd end up in tartarus, down to the parking lot to where my car was.

It took me 15 minutes to drive to school. It was actually a 10 minutes ride, but there was a little bit traffic. I entered the school parking lot and parked my blue Aston martin vanquish and ran to the school entrance and pushed the doors open.

Gode High and it's morning rush was truly something to be scared of. There were students in every direction and you could either push through or be pushed and be tramped on. I of course pushed til I could see my first period class. I can't remember what it was, damn my memory today, but I knew which classroom it was.

Without a second thought I rushed inside just as the bell rang. I could finally catch my breath not realizing that the teacher came inside the classroom til I heard her voice.

"Mr Jackson! Would you mind getting seated?"

I looked up and was met with the cold green eyes of Miss Keen, my Science teacher.

"Sure and uh, sorry."

I took a seat at the back of the class and sat beside a familiar mop of black hair.

"Hey, Nico."

"Percy? Damn haven't seen you all summer. The hell were you?"

"Stayed here in New York. You?"

"Went to Italy. Dad wanted me and Hazel to learn more about the business of Europe and Rome seemed a good place to start."

Nico Di Angelo is my cousin. He has jet black hair like me, pale skin, black eyes and pretty much was the definition of emo with his always black attire.

His dad is one of my paternal uncle's. Hades Olympiad. Owner of the Underworld a company divided in three big departments. The underground traveling unit, shadow traveling. The Funeral organizing organization and the geographical department named Pluto.

He married Nico's mom, Maria Di Angelo young and had Nico and his big sister Bianca. Unfortunately when Nico was barely one year old and Bianca three, his mom and sister got in a car crash and died.

"Well did you do anything other than getting lectured on business trades and markets?"

"Oh yeah, did a lot of sightseeing. Went by the Tiber and Colosseum…"

The rest of the class was used on catching up. And so first period passed quickly by.

Me and Nico exited the classroom the second the bell rang and walked up to my locker, completely missing the blonde jock who noticed them.

"Perce, Neeks, wait up!"

I whipped my head so quickly I was surprised I didn't get whip lashed. There a couple feet away was Jason Grace, our other cousin.

You wouldn't guess even if it depended on your life that Jason and Nico were cousins. Jason had blonde hair a little bit longer than close cropped and light tan skin paired with calm sky blue eyes. He was almost as tall as me, remember almost…

"Holy shit Jace, don't scare me like that!" Nico yelled but he clearly was happy because of the apparent smile on his face.

"Look at us, the trio, reunited at last."

I couldn't help myself, I had to say that. We all laughed at the inside joke. Our parents, Zeus,Hades and Poseidon Olympiad were called the big three, cause of their money and all. So when me, and my two other cousins were little we decided to be called the trio.

Suddenly people in the hall burst out talking and whispering, girls and boy look out into the direction of the school entrance and pointing to something.

"What's the fuss about?" I asked confused.

"Something about a new kid I believe." Jason supplied.

"Yeah I think I heard something similar to from Chiron. A new girl I think."

"Must be one of those barbies then." I said.

Of course there must be a barbie, caring a lot more about looks and make-up more than realistic things. People don't just look at someone whispering and all if they look like an average person. I mean that's what people do in high school.

I tried to follow people's gazing and saw a few glimpses of blonde

Yep, definitely a barbie. She probably has blue eyes and a mini skirt matching with heels and a revealing top.

But I was wrong

Out of the crowd came a tanned girl in light blue shorts that reached her knees, a turquoise, sporty looking tank top and white low top converse with short white socks and fluffy white cardigan. Her honey blonde curls were up in a high ponytail and those curls did not look artificial or fake, neither did her face. She didn't wear much makeup, or maybe no make-up at all.

Well, that's stange. A blonde high school girl that doesn't look like a lost bimbo that got separated from her crew of hookers.

But the air around her was still weird and my gut felt weirder, so that could only mean one thing. She was trouble.

Without a second thought I went to my next class, which was math. Great

I entered the room and sat down again at the back right before Mrs Dodds came.

"Before the lecture begins I want to inform you of your new classmate and fellow student, you can come in now sweetie." She said in a happy? Yeah happy voice. Weird...Mrs Dodds isn't known for her happiness so this person has to be an abomination or something.

And right I was. The door opened and the blonde mystery girl came in sitting in the front row of the class.

Great, just great.

A/N

Hi guys! So this is my first ever published story. I am still figuring out how to use this site so just in case I do something wrong, you guys know (No I'm not a grandma or a parent, heck i'm not even an adult yet...whatever). I am always open to thoughts and ideas, because truth be told I want to have 30-ish chapters in this story and I have some ideas but not enough. So...yeah...Anyways, expect a chapter or so every 1/2 weeks if not then sorry but I have a life and I know this is a site for aspiring authors and writers but honestly I just want to do this as a hobby so if my priorities are school then that is what they are, hate me, I don't care. See you next time.

-Annie