We Accidentally Vaporize Our Pre-Algebra Teacher

Percy P.O.V

Alejandro, Grover and I were busy preparing for a field trip to some museum that was holding some exhibit about Greek Mythology. As we were leaving our dorms I got a feeling of dread, like this would be the last time I ever saw this place. Shaking it off as some nervous feelings I get before field trips I walked off trying to catch up to my friends. Little did I know that museum trip would change my life forever. But before I get ahead of myself, let me explain some things. My name is Perseus Jackson, but I prefer to be called Percy. I'm twelve years old and until a few months ago, I was a boarding student at Yancy Academy, a private school for 'troubled kids' in upstate New York.

Am I a troubled kid? Yeah you could say that, and most would agree with you, but a certain few, like my Mom, Alejandro, Grover and our Latin teacher Mr. Brunner, would most likely say otherwise, first let me explain who they are starting with Mr. Brunner. Mr. Brunner is this middle-aged guy in a motorized wheelchair and always smells of coffee. You wouldn't think he'd be cool but he sure surprised us, when on the first week of school he brought his collection of Roman Armor and weapons and actually let us use them (without killing each other, which was surprising), so I knew for sure his was the only class that wouldn't put me to sleep.

Next would be Grover, Grover was an easy target, he was scrawny, cried when he got frustrated, most definitely got held back several grades, because he was the only sixth grader with acne and the start of a wispy beard on his chin. On top of all that, he was also crippled. So why did he get picked on? I really don't know, and who'd want to, cause that's really messed up. He had some muscular disease in his legs that made him walk funny, like every step hurt, but on enchilada day he was always the first in line.

I'll talk about my mom later, so lastly Alejandro, see I don't know why Alejandro even goes to Yancy. His dad is a diplomat and he is an honor student, even with dyslexia/ADHD, and even though I am a guy I have to say, he certainly is very good-looking. At first I thought he would be like the other kids at this school, snobbish, cruel, and horrid, but he proved me wrong on the first day he transferred in.

-Flashback-

Alejandro had just walked into class and immediately everyone's head turned to look at the new guy, and every girl (and some guys) swooned after seeing him, staring into his emerald green eyes and looking at his dark obsidian hair and tan skin.

"Hello everyone my name is Alejandro Burromuerto, I hope I can be friends with you all." Alejandro had said very politely and with a deep soothing voice.

Every girl in the room nodded after he said that, but I'm sure they wanted to be more than friends, as most were staring at his muscular body and chiseled face.

He doesn't look like any twelve year old I've seen, but man he's so...I mean.. what? No I didn't mean that, even if he is good-looking, I don't think of him like that, right?

I had turned to look at Grover but even he had fallen prey to his charms.

Nancy had even quietly muttered," I would love to be his friend."

"Class this is our new student, Alejandro would you like to tell everyone more about you?" Mr. Brunner said.

"Yes of course sir, I originally came from Brazil though I moved to Spain when I was three. After five years of residing there my family would have to move due to my father being a diplomat for the U.N and year after year I would move, until finally choosing New York to stay. I have heard that this is a good school so I chose this one to be in. I am well versed in many languages like Japanese, French, Spanish, English (obviously), Greek, Arabic, and many others. Although I am struggling with Latin so I chose this to be one of my courses."

"Thank you Alejandro, and you may take your seat next to Mr. Underwood"

Mr. Brunner said and pointed to the empty seat next to Grover.

Alejandro sat next to Grover and Mr. Brunner started his lesson.

I noticed that they were talking to each other and Grover seemed kinda embarrassed at first, but it looks like the charisma Alejandro had shown when he introduced himself, wasn't just for show.

Alejandro then noticed Nancy spit a spitball at Grover and when it hit him, Alejandro looked mad.

The bell had rung and everyone left class.

When Grover was in the hall, I was heading over to talk to him when Nancy had tripped him.

Even with those crutches to balance him, he couldn't catch himself in time.

Alejandro was the closest to him because they were talking, and managed to catch him."

Thanks" I hear Grover mutter.

"No problem" I hear Alejandro reply as he turned to look at Nancy.

"Senorita, why would you do such a terrible thing to such a wonderful person?" Alejandro asked her.

I could notice a slight pink tinge on Grover's face as Nancy looked guiltily.

"Let me ask you again" Alejandro said in a calm tone. "Why would you do such a thing?"

Nancy looked like she wanted to crawl into a hole and hide.

It was obvious that she liked Alejandro from what she had said back in the classroom.

"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to do that, I-" "

It's obvious that you intentionally did this, but I ask you why?" "

It's just..."

"Oh I see, you're a bully. I never really liked bullies, always preying on the people who are weaker than you, just to improve your own self-image. Well understand this, you are on the wrong path senorita, and it pains me to see someone as beautiful as you, go down on a path of self-destruction, but if you cannot stray from that path than we will never be friends, understand?'

Nancy had looked like she wanted to cry, and you could almost feel pity for her...almost.

But what she said after surprised everyone." Fine, I understand, I'll never bully anyone again."

After what happened there he immediately won everyone's respect cause he took down the school's biggest bully, and quickly became friends with everyone at school, except me.

But we had quickly bonded, when he asked me and Grover out to hang out at his house.

Although Grover was the one who persuaded me to go ,Grover couldn't make it so it was just me and Alejandro.

I thought it would be awkward considering we never really talked but he really was charismatic.

We found out we have a lot in common like how we both moved from school to school, that we both have dyslexia and ADHD, and that we both had dreams to start a band. Alejandro was a great singer and could really play almost any instrument and I was killer on the drums and bass.

So after a couple of jam sessions we basically became best friends, although his charms did help too.

-Back to current day-

So here we are preparing for some trip that I really didn't want to go to. It's not that I hate museums or anything, it's just that bad things happen to me on field trips.

Like at my fifth-grade school, when we went to the Saratoga battlefield, I had a mishap with a cannon, I mean I wasn't aiming for the school bus, but they didn't believe me.

Before that, at my fourth-grade school, when we took a behind-the-scenes tour of the Marine Land shark pool, I may have sorta hit a lever on the catwalk and our entire class took an unplanned swim. And the time before that... Well you get the idea.

Anyways on the trip over there Nancy Bobofit was actually being nice, well that was cause Alejandro was there but even then, she had kept her word and stopped bullying everyone, which I think everybody was grateful to Alejandro for.

Mr. Brunner led the museum tour.

He rode up front in his chair, guiding us through the big echoey galleries, past marble statues and glass cases full of really old pottery.

He gathered us around a thirteen-foot-tall stone column with a big sphinx on top, and started telling us how it was a grave marker, a stele, for a girl around our age.

He told us about the carvings on the sides. I was trying to listen, but like always my ADHD was making it hard to do so.

Alejandro of course noticed this and tried to 'help' me.

Of course he had to make a really stupid face, causing me to laugh, and of course when I turned back towards Mrs. Dodds, the other teacher chaperone, gave me the evil eye, making me shiver.

Mrs. Dodds was this little math teacher from Georgia who always wore a black leather jacket, even though she was like fifty years old.

She looked mean enough to scare actual biker dudes.

She had come to Yancy halfway through the year, when our last math teacher had a mid-life crisis or something like that, which is weird though cause as much as I hate math Mr. Anodes was actually a really cool guy, and he didn't seem to be that kind of guy.

From her first day, she did not like me or Alejandro, which again was weird cause every teacher loved Alejandro, but she went on calling us devil spawns.

She would point her finger at us and say "Now sweeties", real old lady-like and we knew we were in trouble.

I had once told Grover I didn't think Mrs. Dodds was human.

He replied seriously,"You're absolutely right."

After that though me and Alejandro just laughed and it was never brought up again.

Alejandro's P.O.V

Percy looked back from Mrs. Dodds and I knew that I would have to cheer him up.

After all he is my best friend, along with Grover.

Sure I was friends with everyone else at school, but Percy was special.

I didn't want to see anything like misery or pain upon his face, so I did the best I could to try to liven up his moods.

I don't even know why I do this, other than he is my best friend, my first ever best friend, the only one who knows the real me, the only one to defend me from my brother Jose.

-Flashback-

We were having another one of our jam sessions at my house since it wasn't that far from the school, when my idiot for a brother came into the garage where we were practicing. (I know, totally original right?)

He started teasing me, calling me by the nickname which I loathe.

"Hey Al, you practicing with your boyfriend?

"He is not my boyfriend, he's just a friend from school."

"Sure he is... liar, I know you Al, you don't bring just anyone here."

"I don't bring anyone here cause of you!"

"Awww that breaks my heart Al, didn't your mama teach you to respect your older brothers? "Jose said, malice gleaming in his eyes.

"I respect Carlos, he's my brother, unlike you!" Alejandro yelled.

"At least I wasn't a mistake. At least papa actually wanted me."

Percy looked like he didn't know what to do, so he just glared at Jose.

"Take that back" I growled.

The room got significantly colder and the lights started flickering for some reason, guess someone forgot to fix the fuses again.

"I meant what I said Al."

Then Percy finally said "Why don't you leave him alone you A-hole?'

"Look Al your boyfriend has to fight your battles for you?"

Percy was fed up" Come on Alejandro lets get out of here."

As they were walking away Jose just had to say something,

"Running away Al? You're a coward, your not even worthy of breathing the same air as me."

Percy just turned around and punched Jose in the stomach, grabbed Alejandro and ran out.

"Thank you Percy, I didn't know what to do, the shock of what he said just... I don't know"

"It's fine Alejandro, I know you would have done the same for me."

We continued talking about random stuff before reaching the dorms and saying our good-byes.

After that we were inseparable, the bestest of friends along with the G-Man.

So when Mrs. Dodds gives him a hard time, I'm always there to back him up.

I started telling Percy some really funny jokes until he had said "Will you shut up?' Although it was in a joking way, it was still loud enough for the teachers to hear.

Everyone laughed, then Mr. Brunner stopped his story, and I couldn't help but feel bad for Percy.

"Mr. Jackson," Mr. Brunner said,"did you have a comment?"

His face was totally red, he replied, "No, sir"

Mr. Brunner pointed to one of the pictures on the stele.

"Perhaps you'll tell us what this picture represents?"

I looked at the carving, and I instantly knew what it was, I just hope Percy knew also.

"That's Kronos eating his kids, right?"

"Yes, and he did this because..."

"Well..."

I had to save him from ridicule so I answered for him,

" Kronos was the king of the titans ans he did not trust his children, who were the gods. So Kronos ate all of them, except for Zeus, who his wife hid and replaced with a rock, then when Zeus was older, he tricked his father into regurgitating his siblings, and ended up fighting a war in which the gods won, correct?"

"Yes, Mr. Burromuerto that is correct."

Percy shot me a look of gratitude and I smiled in return.

"Although," Mr. Brunner said, "Zeus did indeed feed his father a mixture of mustard and wine, which made him disgorge his other five children, who, of course, being gods, had been living and growing up completely undigested in the Titan's stomach. The gods defeated their father, sliced him up into pieces with his own scythe, and scattered his remains in Tartarus, the darkest part of the underworld. On that delightful note, it is time for lunch. Mrs. Dodds, would you lead us back outside?"

The class drifted off, the girls looking sick, and the guys acting like how guys usually act after hearing or seeing something gross, ecstatic.

Grover, Percy and I were about to leave when Mr. Brunner said," Mr. Jackson." I knew this might happen. Percy told Grover and I to go along without him. Then he turned towards our teacher.

Percy P.O.V

Mr. Brunner had this look that wouldn't let you go- intense brown eyes that could've been a thousand years old and had seen everything.

"Mr. Jackson, you must learn the answer to my question, for I believe it may help you on your path, Mr. Burromuerto may not always have the answer or may not be there every time to save you. I expect only the best from you Mr. Jackson"

I wanted to get angry, this guy pushed me so hard.

I mean sure, it was kind of cool on our tournament days, when he dressed up in a suit of Roman armor and shouted: "What, ho!" and challenged us, sword against chalk, to run to the board and name every important Greek and Roman person who had ever lived, who was their mother, and what god they worshiped. But he expected me to be as good or even better than everyone else even though I have dyslexia and ADHD and I had never made above a C in my life.

Sure Alejandro could do it, but that guy is like perfect, he never once failed any test, he was super popular, extremely humble and caring, and... so dang beautiful. Why did he have to be so perfect? Ugh I'm acting like those love-struck girls who ogle over him. We are friends, nothing more and nothing less.

I mumbled to Mr. Brunner about trying harder and he told us to go outside and eat lunch with the rest of class. The whole class was on the front steps eating, while I looked up and saw a huge storm brewing, and really black clouds. It was probably global warming or something, cause the weather all across New York had been weird since the winter holidays. We had massive snow storms, flooding, and wildfires from lightning strikes. I wouldn't be surprised if this was a hurricane blowing in.

Nobody else seemed to notice except for Alejandro.

"Are you seeing this?" he asked

"Yeah it looks like its going to be a big one."

"Yeah, hey look there's Grover."

Grover was sitting on the edge of the fountain, away from the others. I guess he thought that maybe if he did that, everybody wouldn't think we were from that school- the school for the loser freaks who were likely to go to jail.

"What did Brunner want?" Grover asked.

"He wanted me to try harder, and to be able to answer his question next time."

"Oh... hey can I have your apple?"

"Sure G-Man"

We ate in silence, watching the cabs going down fifth avenue, and my thoughts wandered to my mom's apartment, only a little ways uptown from here. I hadn't seen her since the winter holidays. I wanted so bad just to take a cab and head home. She'd be disappointed but hug me and be glad to see me too. She would send me right back and remind me that I had to try harder, that this was my sixth school in six years and I was probably going to be kicked out again.

I was throwing my trash when it happened, somehow I lost my balance and fell dropping all my trash onto Nancy Bobofit. Nancy wasn't even that mad, she easily forgave me, and said it was okay, but of course Mrs. Dodds took this as a chance to punish me as she turned to me, there was a triumphant fire in her eyes, as if I'd done something she waited all semester for.

"Now honey-"

"I know," I grumbled," A month erasing workbooks."

Maybe that wasn't the right thing to say.

"Come with me," Mrs. Dodds said.

I turned to Alejandro and Grover when Alejandro had said in his most charming voice,

"Mrs. Dodds I believe this was partly my fault too, I also deserve punishment."

I don't know why but the way he said it, it made me really believe he was at fault also.

Mrs. Dodds looked confused but then said," Yes Mr. Burromuerto I believe so too."

We went deep into the museum. When we finally stopped by some big marble frieze of the Greek gods, she was making this weird growling sound.

Alejandro P.O.V

Something was wrong here. Even without the growling I would have felt something was off about this. I don't know why, call it a hunch, then suddenly Mrs. Dodds speaks, breaking the silence.

"You've been giving us problems, honey,"

Percy had said the safe thing to say,"Yes ma'am."

"Did you really thing you would get away with it?"

That's when I noticed the look in her eyes, it looked almost evil. She's just a teacher, I thought nervously. It's not like she is going to hurt us.

"We are not fools, Perseus Jackson, It was only a matter of time before we found you out. Confess to your crimes and you will suffer less pain."

Percy P.O.V

All I could think was that they found my illegal candy stash that I've been selling out of my dorm room.

"Well?" she demanded.

"Ma'am I don't..."

"Times up," she hissed .

Then the most weirdest thing happened. Her eyes began to glow like barbeque coals. Her fingers stretched, turning into talons. Her jacket melting off revealing large leathery wings...

Alejandro P.O.V

The first thing I noticed were the wings, then the talons, and finally the fangs.

"I have never seen something so ugly in my life" I exclaimed.

"Ditto"

Then I heard wheels squeaking, and I turned to see Mr. Brunner.

"No get away Mr. Brunner, call the cops or something!" I yelled.

"What ho, Percy, Alejandro!"

Then he threw two pens in the air and we caught them.

As soon as they touched our hands they became swords. Percy's was a bronze sword that Mr. Brunner used on tournament days, while mine turned into a similar version of his but a bit longer and wider.

Mrs. Dodds lunged at me and I managed to dodge and slash at her, striking her back.

She snarled,"Die honey!"

And she flew straight at me, then Percy jumped in the way, effectively blocking her attack, and he countered with a vicious swing at her side. The blow connected and she crumpled to the floor dissolving into a golden dust.

We were alone.

There was pens where the swords were and Mr. Brunner was gone, along with any trace of anyone else except me and Percy.

"Did I just imagine that?" I ask.

"Unless we both are hallucinating the same thing, then I believe no."

Percy P.O.V

"I think we should head back" Alejandro stated simply.

"Yeah I think so too."

When we came outside I noticed a new adult sitting with our classmates. We went to Grover and I asked who that was.

"Mrs. Kerr, duh!"

"Who is Mrs. Kerr?" I asked.

"Our teacher dude, don't tell me you forgot about her, you really are an airhead" Grover teased

"Not funny amigo," Alejandro said, "This is serious."

"What's wrong guys, are you both okay?"

I turned towards Mr. Brunner and walked over, Alejandro following me after speaking to Grover.

"Ah, yes those would be my pens. Please remember to bring your own writing utensils in the future gentlemen."

We handed Mr. Brunner the pens, I didn't even notice I was still holding mine.

"Sir," I said, "Where's Mrs. Dodds?"

He stared at me blankly. "Who?"

"The other teacher. Mrs. Dodds. The pre-algebra teacher."

"Yes, please sir tell us where she may be at." Alejandro added.

He frowned and sat forward, looking concerned.

"There is no Mrs. Dodds on this trip. As far as I know, there has never been a Mrs. Dodds at Yancy Academy. Are you both feeling all right?

A/N Hey guys, this is my first story on fan-fiction so I hope you all enjoy it and aren't bored by my writing. It would be nice if you could review and tell me what I could do to improve this story. Also I will try to update every Sunday, but don't expect this to stay consistent. Thanks for reading this and please try to review.