A/N: Hi everyone! This is my first story that I have published on fanfiction. I love constructive criticism and reviews... Hint hint... Anyways, this is basically a fanfiction about Percy, Annabeth and co going to high school. I hope you like it! Oh, and also, in this story, Percy has a sister called Libby. And no, there will not be a romance between her and Nico. For now. I'm not sure. I will try to update quickly, but I don't know... I have exams coming up. If anyone spots any mistakes let me know!

Chapter One: Libby POV.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! My alarm sounded angry this morning. Maybe because I had to get up an hour earlier. This was for one, simple reason - school. Goode high school to be exact. The same school my brother went to. My father had requested to Mom that I attended Goode along with- no. I'm not going to tell. You'll judge me. His girlfriend, girlfriends best friend, and his best friend also went there. So I was looking forward (heavy sarcasm here) to being the fifth wheel. Not. But, when your father is the immortal god of the seas, you don't really say no. Ever.

Anyway, so here I was. Getting up at quarter past six so I could travel to New York and be there by seven. (For my own reasons, I will not tell you where I live. Too dangerous. Anyone could read this). In other words, life sucked.

"Libby!" My- well, I don't know what. Cousin? Sister? Distant relation? I think of her as my cousin, but she isn't. Cos then my brother would be dating his kind of cousin/niece/sister-in-law thing and that thought kinda creeps me out. Seriously. I'll just call her by her name.

"What Thalia?"

"Get up!"

I groaned. "Why?!"

"Cos we have school. And P-"

"Don't remind me. I have to go to school with the 'it' couple. At least, the 'it' couple at camp."

"Uh, so do I, duh!"

"Thalia, daughter of Zeus. Four words. You. Are. His. Friend."

Before you ask about the daughter of Zeus thing, let me explain. You won't believe me. I don't care whether you do or don't. But it will be easier to read this story if you do believe what I am about to say.

I am a demigod.

A demigod is half god, half human. Half-bloods, we're called. Thalia is a daughter of Zeus.

My friend Katie is a daughter of Demeter. My enemies, the Stoll brothers, are sons of Hermes. And I am a daughter of Poseidon. As is my brother, Percy Jackson.

There? I can see you judging me! With your little eyes...

But I digress.

Anyway, now that's sorted out, I can move onto why I am not looking forward to this year. Number one reason. I am to be attending Goode high school, in the same year as my brother despite him being two years older than me, and Annabeth, Thalia and Nico. Nico is my best friend. Also my brother's. You see my problem. Annabeth is my bro's girlfriend, and she's nice, don't get me wrong, but her and Percy could afford to turn the PDA down a little. Just a smidgen. A millimetre. A centimetre. A mile. The distance from the sun to the mo - getting away from the point. Thalia is... Thalia. There is no other description. Nada. Fin. End of story.

Where was I?

School.

Right, so Goode high school. Happens to be the school my stepdad Paul Blofis teaches English at. Cue yawn. Can you read that without yawning? Or that? Cos I can't. Although - argh! Focus, Libby, do not get distracted these people are dangerous they will kill if they get the chance why am I not using punctuation or any kind of grammar I honestly have no idea where I am going with this do you dear readers at home no I thought not - I'm just gonna stop now. Disaster averted. Thank the gods.

So, as I was saying, I was forced to get up brutally and without mercy. Grabbing my orange camp half-blood t-shirt from the table and some jeans, I hopped down the hall and into the shower. For

Some reason as I washed my hair I was singing the horrible histories Charles the II rap, don't really know why. Once I was all ready, had attempted to brush my chin length black hair, (and failed miserably), brushed my teeth, wiped my one chocolate brown, one sea green eyes to destroy and get rid of sleep (why is it called sleep?) and successfully covered my ears to avoid the mushy lovey-dovey stuff coming from my brothers room (mind out of the gutter, people, mind out of the gutter, they were just doing their 'I love you more' thing), I galloped down the stairs. By now you will have realised I don't go anywhere by conventional means. Anywhere. I get a lot of funny looks. It's fun! But anyway, back to the task in hand. My mission, which I had chosen to accept, was to seek out the terrifying enemy known as...

The blue waffle.

DUNDUNDUH!

That sounded a lot more dramatic in my head. But I'll work with it. Now where was I? Ah yes, the waffle. My Mom's name is Sally Jackson. She is one of the nicest people in the whole world, and her blue waffles are the best. The. Best. I am in love with her cooking. And if you want to know about the blue-ness of the food, ask my brother. Don't have the time to tell you. Scrap that, I can't be bothered. I am not wasting my precious time on - well, it's a funny story. See, my Mom had a husband, this dude called Gabe. We named him smelly Gabe. Anyways, he once said that there was no such thing as blue food. At the time, it seemed like a little thing, but then Mom went out of her way to make blue food. Now, it's pretty much all we eat. But I'm willing to bet they don't serve blue food in the cafeteria. I am going to die.

Just then, Nico, my bestest friend ever, and son of Hades, came into the kitchen.

"Are you DONE yet?" He sounded cross. Oops.

"Sorry Nic. I'm ready now though!" He grunted, spun on his heel and stormed out the door. In my distracted state, I hadn't realised that everyone else had left. Hurtling down the stairs (there was no time to use the lift), I was greeted by the unpleasant sight of my brother and his girlfriend sucking faces. One thing you should know about Annabeth; is that under no circumstances do you EVER insult her intelligence. Ever. If you want to live. Being a daughter of Athena, she will beat you up until you are hospitalised for at the least four weeks. The only person who can is Percy, and that's because Annabeth won't kiss him until he apologises. (And his arm/leg/wrist/ankle has healed fully.) She has the appearance of an angel, the eyes of a genius, and the right hook of a boxer. She is not a girl to mess with. She taught me how to use my knife. My knife was a present from my dad. It turns into a ring, and it is the coolest thing I have ever got for my birthday.

Thalia was also in the car, banging her head against the window screaming,

"STOP THE AFFECTION!" Perce took no notice, and carried on, oblivious to the world around him. I grinned. Me and Nico looked at each other (he had caught up with me - he hasn't got used to the faulty lift yet!) and had a silent conversation.

Plan 48?

Yup. Who says it though?

You do it.

Sure thing Nicki boy!

Don't call me that.

Whatever.

We walked slowly to the car, and a very depressed looking Thalia pulled a face at us. Unfortunately, Percy and Annabeth had detached from their *ahem* polite kiss, (so we didn't get to use the plan), and Percy turned to me.

"Lib, did you get the cookies?"

I panicked. "What cookies?!"

"The ones Mom left for you."

I cried out in annoyance. Why didn't my idiot brother tell me anything? Those cookies were the only thing that kept me going... I hit him. Annabeth laughed, which made Percy scowl playfully, which made Thalia start banging her head on the window, which made Nico laugh, which made me roll my eyes, which made Thalia sit up and point her finger threateningly at me, which made Percy start kissing Annabeth, which made Annabeth look at her watch, scream, make Percy get in the drivers seat and start the car, screaming;

"HOLY HERA PERCY WE ARE SOOOOOOOO LATE!"

Resulting in my brother speeding to school. Stick around. Stuff like this happens on an hourly basis.

As I was saying, we were twenty minutes late, and by the time we reached the school EVERYONE was blaming me. Therefore I sprinted for home room with Nico to escape the wrath of Annabeth Chase.

As we arrived at the room, we looked in cautiously for the teacher. Luck was on our side this year, as we had the least punctual tutor. He wasn't there, despite the lateness and the fact first period was in five minutes. Hurrying into the class room, we chose the only two seats left in the room. Luckily, they were next to each other, as we only had each other as friends. On my other side sat a girl who I hadn't seen before. She had long blonde hair down to her waist, which had streaks of colour through it. I couldn't see her face, but she was very skinny. In her hands was a book, which I established to be the classic 'Jane Eyre'. I grinned. This was one girl I didn't mind sitting next to. Noticing my staring, she turned around, and I noticed her face. She was quite pretty, but her eyes were the most stunning thing I had ever seen. They changed colour in the light, blue to green to purple to yellow to red to brown... It was very distracting. Luckily, she seemed to find my eyes just as interesting. We grinned at the same time, but didn't say anything. She turned back to her book. Nico had also been analysing the girl though, and interrupted her reading by asking,

"What's your name?"

She looked shocked, clearly not used to having people talk to her. I knew the feeling.

"Misha." She said shyly, so quiet you could hardly hear her.

"I'm Libby." I replied. "And this is…"

"Nico." Said Misha, blushing. "I know who you are. You're all the school talks about. The famous five, if you will."

We turned red.

"We are so screwed this year." Nico muttered in my ear. I nodded - this was going to be painful. Misha noticed our obvious discomfort and flushed an even deeper red than before. Luckily, the teacher walked in at that moment, meaning that all conversation ceased. Mr Ward called the register, and then it was time for first period. Me and Nico compared schedules.

LIBBY FELICITY JACKSON:

First Period: English

Teacher: Mr Blofis

Room: GE7

Second Period: Music

Teacher: Ms Chamberlain

Room: FM3

Period: BREAK

Third Period: Chemistry

Teacher: Mr Abell

Room: GS, LAB 1

Period: LUNCH

Fourth Period: Classics

Teacher: Mr Brunner

Room: SC4

Fifth Period: Math (set one)

Teacher: Mr Grudenhaus

Room: GM2

And then there was Nico's.

NICO DiANGELO:

First Period: English

Teacher: Mr Blofis

Room: GE7

Second Period: Music

Teacher: Ms Chamberlain

Room: FM3

Period: BREAK

Third Period: Chemistry

Teacher: Mr Abell

Room: GS, LAB 1

Period: LUNCH

Fourth Period: Classics

Teacher: Mr Brunner

Room: SC4

Fifth Period: Math (set three)

Teacher: Mrs Lloyd-Williams

Room: GM5

Nico had all the same classes as me, except Math. (He was in a lower set, despite my being moved up two years!)

"Lucky!" We both exclaimed at the same time. Then, nudging Nic, I pointed out who we had for Classics. Mr Brunner was a code name for our camp director, Chiron. We all attended a camp in Long Island. It trained up people like us, so that when a monster attacked, we would be ready. Anyway, as we headed to English, we got a lot of... Unwanted attention. A girl wearing what was basically lingerie came strutting up to us, like some kind of stripper chicken. Her hips swayed too much to be natural, and her face gave the impression of being dunked in a vat of goo. Or a toddler gone mad being handed a set of crayons and given free reign. Take your pick. She walked/shimmied/waddled up to Nico, and put a hand on his chest. Trailing it down his body in an attempt to be seductive, she said,

"Hey there, hottie." Nico looked at me as if to say, Help me!

I snorted. It was so pathetic. She whirled round to glare at me.

"And WHO are you?" She spat at me. I grinned.

"His best friend. He lives at my house with me and my brother, his girlfriend and his girlfriend's best friend."

"And who's your brother?"

"Percy Jackson."

She gasped. Then, another girl came up. I wouldn't have thought it was possible, yet here it was in front of me. This girl was wearing LESS than the slut in front of Nic. She spoke to the girl.

"Lynette! What are you DOING!? That's NICO DI'ANGELO AND LIBBY JACKSON! You could have failed INITIATION. The whole point is to get an ATTAINABLE guy and dump him. NOT A JACKSON CLAN MEMBER! Come on, Lynn. Think? This guy is taken. You aren't high enough on the totem pole to steal one of the Jackson clan. You never will be now." The girl who had nearly failed 'initiation' burst into tears. Running into the girls toilets, she escaped meaning all eyes were now on us. Nico grabbed my arm and started to drag me along. I was frozen at what she had said about Nico having a girlfriend. Why hadn't he told me? We told each other everything, from the little things to the huge secrets. I mean, he would have told if he was going out with someone, wouldn't he? I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice that we had reached our classroom. After shooting Nico a hurt look, (and receiving a confused one in return), I stalked into the classroom. Percy, Thalia and Annabeth were in some of our classes, because Chiron had phoned the school and spun a line about how we had all suffered traumatic loss, blah blah blah, until they had allowed the move. It helped that Percy wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer. And I can say that, because I'm his sister. They had English with us, and I saw them all as I prowled to the back of the classroom. Nico hurried after me. I sat down in a huff. I saw Thalia rolling her eyes at Nico, and Percy had stopped to tickling Annabeth to check whether I was alright. I folded my arms and slouched in my seat. Nico sat down next to me. He nudged me. I ignored him.

"Come on, Lib! What's wrong? What did I do?" He whined. Perce had gone back to whispering with Annabeth. Thalia had put her earplugs back in. I humphed at Nico.

"You have a girlfriend now, do you? Since when?"

A/N: So, I hope you like it. I'm nearly done on chapter two, so that should be up soon. I read all reviews, so tell me what you think!

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