Hey this is my first FanFiction story so it would be great if you could leave me some constructive criticism. I chose a pretty easy topic as my first story. It just contains "Percy goes to school, rest of camp then joins, the reaction the mortals have, how the gods inter-fear, blah, blah, blah." I will hopefully be updating quickly, but the more reviews I get the fast I will go because I like hearing what I need to improve on so I can edit before I post the next chapter. These first couple chapters are just going to be explaining some things, but Annabeth will be coming in, in the chapter. Also, this takes place after TLO. I don't own the PJO series.

"I hate school."

That's what I said to my mom when she asked if I was excited to go back to my school on the first day back from winter break.

I am not going to lie to her and say that I was "so excited that I was about to scream with joy". She would know I was lying anyway. She knows that I hate how I am always number one on the "list for popular people to hate", she knows that I am just waiting for a monster to come out and make me look like an even bigger freak at school as I kill it, and she knows that I am just waiting for the call that tells me I am expelled from yet another school. My 10th school.

This year has been even worse than all the others. Sure, I am now on the sports teams, almost every one of them. Sure, I now have some friends to help pass the time. And sure, I am now voted "hottest and most popular" but it means nothing coming from people that I don't even like. All of this stuff just made me a number one target for all of the sports captains I replace (which I didn't even want to be captain, I was made it) a target for the teachers who can't seem to teach me, all the girls I turned down, and all the girls that still pursue me.

I was still labeled "freak", even though now it was "hot freak", by most due to my dyslexia and ADHD making me fail some classes (like English and Math) and ace others (like Greek, Latin, and most electives.)

This year I was going to make an effort to do good. My mom made a deal with me at New Years saying that if I don't get kicked out again and get at least a C in all classes but English then I can choose next year; Working in Camp Halfblood or Graduating High School. Gee, wonder what I will pick?

"Well, please try to enjoy it. For me?" my mother asked with a bright, pleading look in her eyes.

And how could I not say yes when I know she is just trying to do what's best for me? Call me a "momma's boy" if you like but I promised I would, gave her a small smile before kissing her cheek and heading out the door.

"Don't forget the your cookies for lunch!" I love my mom.

I walked into the office at school rubbing my hands together to try to get the feeling of numbness out of them. Its times like these that make me miss the weather control at camp. Heck, I always miss everything about camp.

I walked up to the lady at the desk and requested my schedule when I heard it. The most horrible sound ever…

"PERCY!"

…Amanda Leach screeching my name.

Amanda Leach is known as the school slut. Now, even though I normally don't agree with gossip as mean as that, I have to agree. She has been trying to get me to go out with her, which to her means arm candy, making out and a bit of… more. And no matter how many times I tell her I have a girlfriend she just comes back. It's like a paddle ball, you smack her way and she just comes back for more.

"Percy-boo, I missed you! Hey that rhymes! Anyway, do you want come over tonight? My parents are gone and we can… catch up," she says in what I guess is a seductive voice to most but sounds like an old man with a bad cold to me. I would think she were a monster if I hadn't already tried to attack her. Sadly the blade just went right through her.

As mean as I want to be to her I simply say, "sorry, Amanda, but I have a girlfriend."

Instead of getting mad she simply sneers and says "when you're, like, done trying to convince everyone your imaginary girlfriend is real, come find me." Then she walks away, leaving me wondering about her sanity.

After she was gone I turned back around to three very amused freshmen.

"Is she right?" one of them asked.

"Yeah, did you make up your girlfriend?" that's another.

"We've heard that from some of the other people here, but were never sure if it was true." That was the last one.

I just looked at them, wondering when freshmen got all nosy, and grumbled "none of your business."

After that I simply got my schedule and left.

As I was walking to my locker I thought about what I heard. They think I made up Annabeth? Why would I do that? How could they think that? I was so lost in thought that I didn't even notice someone calling my name. That is, until they punched me.

Okay so they didn't really punch me, just shoved me. But that didn't stop my training instincts from grabbing the arm of the "attacker" and twisting it behind their back. Everyone froze, waiting to see what I would do. I then paused and checked to see who it was squirming as they tried to get way and I immediately let go.

My friend, Dylan, turned around and gave me a glare while massaging his shoulder. I simply smiled and shrugged sheepishly. He knows better than to sneak up on me.

He then addressed the crowd that had stopped saying "Okay people nothing to see here. Percy was just being an idiot, nothing new."

"Hey!" I shouted. People only snickered and walked away.

"What were you thinking, sneaking up on me like that, anyway?" I asked.

"Dude, I called your name at least 8 times. What were you thinking about that made you so deaf?"

"Annabeth" I stated.

"Ah. I get it. Missing camp?"

Now you see, Dylan is a Son of Apollo. I met him my first day here last year. When I first saw him he had a broken nose, arm, and rib. Oh yeah and a hell hound with one paw on his chest, pressing him into the ground. Long story short, I killed the hell hound, notified his mom that he got his injuries from a "mugging," took him to a hospital and told him about who he was when he woke up. Since then he got me to try out for all of the sports teams and I took him to camp, where he was claimed.

I made my first Goode High friend.

Unless, of course you count Rachel Elizabeth Dare. Who I didn't at the moment since she was standing off to the side giggling at my attack on Dylan. Also, I didn't meet her at Goode, I met her as I swung my sword through her at Hoover Dam.

In reply to Dylan I said "Of course, why wouldn't I? What with the perfect weather, awesome activities, all of our friends…." By this time all three of us were day dreaming about camp.

This was when all of our other school friends came by.

"Hey!" They all screamed, scaring the crap out of us.