A/N: So, chapter one. Basically this story transcends different fandoms, probably as many as I want, although I'll start with just Percy Jackson and Avatar: The Last Airbender. Each chapter may be a different fandom, but I'll keep coming back to the same ones with the same storylines. So it's like a bunch of different stories in one, just with one overall theme - post-story-climax school. So after the end of the canon, the kids go back to school and, well, hilarity ensues. Enjoy!

"Did you hear about the new kid, Percy Jackson?"

"I heard he has a killer throw... Maybe we can recruit him for football?"

"No, I heard he was doing swim team."

"Do you know if he's single?"

"He's way out of your league..."

"I wonder why he's transferring halfway through the year..."

Gossip flies through the school, as if Hermes himself is helping out. By the time the bell rings for first period, everyone in the school knows who he is.

As the bell's sound begins to wane, everyone in the eleventh grade English class is buzzing about the one empty chair in the middle of the room. Percy Jackson, the new student, is in their English class! It's not often they get a new student mid-year.

Roll call begins, and the seat stays empty. Everyone else is here, from Abrams to-

The door clicks open and a tall, dark haired boy slinks in.

"Perseus Jackson?"

He slides into his seat just in time to say, "Here."

The teacher doesn't bother with introductions, but it doesn't matter. All the kids are whispering anyway.

The girl behind Percy taps his shoulder. He turns around, hastily stuffing the bronze pen he was fidgeting with into his pocket.

"Yeah?"

"Hey, um, I'm Leah. You're new, right?"

"Yeah, just transferred from Goode."

"Cool. Welcome to Bade High."

"Thanks." He turns back around, and Leah can't help but blush. Man, he's really attractive. Green eyed and tan...

Once roll call is finished, the teacher says, "I see we have a new student in the room. Perseus Jackson?"

"I go by Percy."

"Percy, then. You were nearly late this morning. As a new student, I must warn you that not all teachers are as lenient as I. Don't be late again."

"Understood, sir. Won't happen again." Percy slumped down in his chair, trying to avoid his classmates' eyes.

Throughout the day Percy found himself as the center of attention among the sophomore class. He hated it, frankly. Back at Camp Half-Blood he was now a hero, a leader, and everyone was always talking about him. He'd thought maybe in the mortal world he could get a bit of privacy... But no, it seemed like everyone knew everything about him here too.

Walking into the cafeteria, it felt like the first day of Yancy again, when he didn't know where to sit because he didn't have any friends. Luckily a friendly crippled boy offered up the empty seat beside him, and... well, where would he be without Grover?

This time the friend with an empty seat takes a form in Travis Stoll.

"Percy?"

"Travis?"

They both stare at each other a moment – a lot of students say it's weird seeing their teachers out of context, like in a grocery store, but it's far weirder for two demigods to meet in the mortal world. It takes a moment for them to recognize each other without the orange t-shirts.

Then Travis is up and giving Percy a man-hug. "Dude, what are you doing here?"

"I transferred."

"Don't tell me you blew up another school!"

Percy laughs. "Not exactly, but you get the general idea. It's great to see a friendly face here."

"Come eat with us!"

Travis is almost too eager to have Percy eat with them. It dawns on Percy – he's not only an upperclassmen, a year ahead of Travis, but he's also the hero of Camp Half-Blood. He didn't pay a lot of attention last summer, but maybe... maybe Travis looks up to him.

It's really great to know someone at his new school though, despite the taboo of not socializing with sophomores, so Percy slides his lunch tray onto the table beside Travis.

"Is your brother here?"

"Nah, he has fourth period lunch. Plus he's a freshman, so I wouldn't talk to him anyway."

Travis's friends, who all look like similar up-to-no-good mischief makers, stare at Percy warily.

"Oh, sorry!" Travis waves his hands around. "Guys, this is Percy Jackson, he and I go to... summer camp together. He knows my dad."

"Your dad? But I thought he was always away on business," says one of the friends.

"It's complicated," Percy supplies. "It's nice to meet you all. I'm new here, so..."

"Oh, we can show you the ropes." A girl leans forward. "This is the cool people table, for sure."

Percy laughs. "Thanks, but I'll skip the Mean Girls introduction."

"Still, this is the cool people table," says another kid. "I mean, we're all pretty good friends here. It's all good."

"Yeah, some of them are as close as sisters or brothers," Travis says, meaningfully glancing at the girl.

Percy nods in understanding, then appraises the girl. She could definitely be a Hermes kid, with the mischievous glint and everything. Travis must be pretty good at spotting unclaimed demigods.

"She must be on the list for camp pretty soon," Percy mutters under his breath.

Travis whispers back, "Chiron told me a satyr should show up any day now. She's a freshman, just turned fourteen a few months ago." Then he grins. "Man, it's nice having a camp buddy here, someone to talk to about, you know, camp stuff."

Percy smiles back – maybe Bade isn't so bad after all.