Percy POV

Usually I'm not too excited for school. But today I'm visiting my Girlfriend, so I'm pretty hyped.

Oh, I should probably back up. I am Percy Jackson, Son of Poseidon, a Hero of Olympus, Goode High School senior, and I am about to visit the Annabeth Chase in her natural habitat: School.

See, Annabeth goes to this Boarding School called Pedantic Academy, named after Henry Pedantic, founded in blah, blah, blah. When you're dating the smartest girl at camp, you tend to skim over unimportant details. (But, don't tell Annabeth I said that. She takes her facts seriously.)

Normally since she lives in a boarding school in New York, you would have thought that we would see each other very often. That would be the case except for one thing. The students are only allowed Saturday to leave school campus. The only exception is for if there's an emergency. And even then, Annabeth sometimes have to study or has other stuff going on, like interviews are redesigning Olympus. Ya know, stuff like that.

So I'm pretty excited that I am going to be with her all month long.

Oh, I haven't even mentioned how all of this is possible. Pedantic Academy is not only the school my girlfriend goes to, but is one of several schools across the country that does exchange programs with other schools. My Step-dad, Paul Blofis (I sometimes slip up and call him Mr. Blowfish), was able to pull some strings and now I'm the student representative from Goode High school that's going to Pedantic high school.

At first, I was worried that Annabeth was also going to be an exchanged program. But, when I iris messaged Annabeth the other day (we IM every day), she told me she didn't want to do it. Apparently Pedantic was supposed to sent a representative to Washington state, which was too far from Olympus for her taste.

I left out the fact that I was going to her school during our conversation. Hey, I wanted to surprise her. Sure, I might end up getting Judo flipped for it later, but it would be totally worth to see the priceless look on her face.

I put on the uniform on loan, and to be honest, I look weird. I mean, with the combination of a crisp button-down shirt, creased khakis, a lint-free blazer, and a neatly tied tie (had to get paul to help with that one), looks so weird with my messy hair and personality, it kind of makes me uncomfortable. So I decide to take off the tie (it was killing me anyway) and unbutton the top button. With satisfaction, I walk downstairs and out the door.

"Well Percy Jackson," I say to myself heading towards the subway. "It's time to start an exciting day at Pedantic Academy"

Annabeth POV

"Beep, Beep." My alarm says over and over again. You'd think the furies specifically made this stupid, evil little machine to torture regular, unsuspecting demigods.

Oh, I should probably back up. I am Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, a Hero of Olympus, Pedantic Academy High School senior, and about to face another day at what my boyfriend Percy calls my natural habitat: School.

I sigh at the thought of Percy. When I had applied to go here, I thought that we would see each other very often. Unfortunately, the students are only allowed saturday to leave school campus. The only exception is for if there's an emergency. And even then, I sometimes have to study for a test or I'm busy, like with interviews and redesigning Olympus. You know, the stuff that keeps you busy.

Honestly, I not that excited for school today. We won't be learning much today, I'm just reviewing in all of my classes. I'm going just out of formality and because I don't want to ruin my perfect record.

"Hey Annabeth," says a familiar voice walking into my dorm room. It's my roommate, Charlotte, or Charlie for short.

Charlie's a short, dark skinned girl with glasses and dark, curly hair. Like me, she wears her uniform as prestigely as possible, and cares very much about her GPA.

"Something came in the mail today," she says while handing me an envelope. I already knew what it was when she first came in. As suspected, it's another Scholarship. This one's from Columbia University.

"Ooh, that's here in New York," says Charlie with a hint of awe in her voice. "Don't tell me you're going to turn it down just like the others"

"Yep," I say plainly, already halfway to the Recycling bin. (Pedantic Academy is a nature friendly, green going school. Or at least that's what one of the banners say in the dorms.)

Charlie looks at me in disbelief " I swear, you'd probably turn down a scholarship where you're paid to go to a school like Oxford, or Harvard, or even Stanford!"

"Seems you're finally getting the general idea," I say.

"What university is so important for you go to, then?"

I smile at her question to me. In the fall I am attending college in New Rome with Percy. No other school in the world could ever compete with that.

"Come on," I say. "It's time to start another boring day Pedantic Academy."