*Percy looks through overrated Percabeth photo's on Tumblr*

*Annabeth walks in*

"Hey seaweed brain, what are you doing?"

*Percy summons water to corrupt the laptop*

"Nothing…"

Author's Note (iSopokey): Sup guys! How was your three day weekend? Because mine was absolutely ridicules, but anyway, let's not get into that. So, I was bored, and decided to give myself a little energy boost, and write another Goode High school story, and this time, they are Demigods. It sets me off when they're mortals, they're all rich and popular, but I'm sorry, that's not how it's really supposed to be. Then again, it is FanFiction, so I'm going to spare you guys who decided enough is enough, and write this for you!

Q's time!

(I got these Q's from my other stories; check them out if you want!)

Q: What is your favorite animal?

A: I've never really thought about it, but I guess it would be a dolphin.

Q: What's your favorite PJO/HOO character?

A: Well, I'd have to say the male would be Percy, and female would be Thalia.

Enjoy the chapter guys!

Chapter I

Percy

It was a week ever since the giant war, and I'll tell you, camp half blood, did not look pretty. Jason had held up pretty well at camp Jupiter, but it was pretty torn up as well. Of course, we had gotten mostly everything fixed, just a few minor problems here and there, other than that, we we're fine.

"And so, the following people shall have to participate in the mortal world activities, otherwise known as, school." Chiron announced. There was a pretty large series of groans, but it ended pretty quickly.

"Percy Jackson," My heart sank, "Annabeth Chase," I looked to my right, and there was the girl I was holding hands with. Annabeth Chase, my Annabeth Chase. She had a scowl on her face, but it faded as soon as I smiled at her, "I'm going to miss you." She nodded, "Same here, same here."

And so, I was dismissed along with Annabeth, and a few other of my friends. I walked towards the Athena cabin, and said my goodbyes to Annabeth, then started off to my own.

A few hours later, I was ready to rock and roll. Bad motto, but what else do I have? Slice, slash, and roll? Too optimistic if you ask me, but would work fine with Annabeth's pride and all. Finally, I had reached the top of the hill, only to meet my worst enemy. Downhill, I thought, we meet again…

I was never good with walking down slopes or anything like that. I took a shaky breath, and stepped forward, only to fall down stumbling downhill. I am such a seaweed brain, I thought to myself.

When I reached the end of the hill, I heard a soft, yet familiar voice chuckling, "You really are a seaweed brain aren't you?" I sat up, and found Thalia leaning on a taxi. "You have no idea…" I said, standing up and brushing the dirt off of my knees. She rolled her eyes, and clicked the "Unlock" button on the keys.

"You're driving me?" I asked, giving her a funny look. She gave me a, "Well duh!" look, and sat in the driver's seat. I opened up the shotgun seat, and sat in. "I mean, thanks…"

To be honest, I never was comfortable when someone like Thalia was driving. Then again, when I drive, damn, it's like when me and Annabeth fell into Tartarus. I shuddered at the thought. Thalia must have noticed, because she said, "She's going to be alright, she knows how to take care of herself."

I gulped, I could only hope she was right. "Then again, you guys might be a little closer than you think." I scoffed, Halfway across the states? Yeah right. I nodded, "Yeah…"

Thalia plunked in the keys, and started the car. She messed around with the radio, until it hit a some rock channel, "Let's get a move on!" I sighed, held on to my chair, and griped it tightly. She punched down something on her "Monster Free" phone, and hit the pedal to the metal.

Around two hours of screaming my head off, we reached my apartment building. "You're such a sissy, you know that?" I scoffed, "Go hardcore on the god of cars, not the demigod of seas."

She smiled, and gave me a "Peace Out" sign, and boosted off. Where have the cops gone these days? I thought to myself. I only hoped she wasn't America's most wanted, speeding fugitive. I lifted my bags off the floor, and walked into the apartment building. I stepped in, and made my way to the elevator.

I pressed the "4th Floor" button, and waited patiently in the cramped little room, easy? Not when you're ADHD. I couple dings later, I finally made it to my apartment floor. I walked to room 4E, and sighed.

I knocked on the door, and a familiar voice chimed, "Coming!" I smiled at my mother's pleasant voice. I've realized that I hadn't spoken to her ever since that phone call in Alaska. When she opened the door, she gasped, "P-Percy?" Before I could reply, she hugged me so tight, I felt like I was in Gaea's trap.

"Mom- Ch-Choking- Mom-" She let go immediately, and started doing the usual, "Are you okay?" And, "Why didn't you warn me?" As well as the doting experience I was used during every return.

"Mom, I'm alive, it's okay." She smiled, and brought me in. Paul greeted me as well, and told me to tell him of all of the adventures they missed out on. So I told them, from camp Jupiter, to Tartarus, to the war. In other words, they we're proud of me, and I could say I was too.

When I got the part of telling them of my departure, and how I missed Annabeth, they grinned. They obviously knew something I didn't know. That's when I heard a knock on the door.

Author's Note (iSopokey): So guys, that was the first chapter of my epic series of epicenes, (If that's even a word) and awesomeness. I bet you know who's knocking on that door, *Wink* *Wink* and I'll tell you, she is *Classified* Did you really think I'd tell you, sorry! Just so you guys know, I think burger king is named after a French king named "Burger"