I haven't seen a story with this plot before, so I hope I'm being somewhat original. Anyways, enjoy!
The sound of people's voices woke me up. I figured it was probably the Stoll brothers trying to annoy me. I noticed I felt like I was moving. Was I in a car? I snapped my eyes open to see I was in a school bus full of kids.
Sitting beside me was Grover, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw something be thrown in his curly hair. Is that sandwich pieces? I turned to see who threw it, finding the one and only Nancy Bobofit, a bully from Yancy Academy.
Suddenly, something clicked in my brain. I've been here before. This is exactly like the day we went on the class trip to the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
I wanted to ask Grover what was going on, but instead settled for, "So what's the name of the place we're going again?"
"Percy, it's the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Mr. Brunner has been talking about this for weeks," Grover answered, looking at me like I was crazy. I was starting to think I was.
Before I could ask another question, Nancy threw some more stuff and Grover, and I started to stand up. Though I might have the body of twelve year old me, I still had faith I could fight her.
Grover pulled me down and said, "You're on probation, remember? Don't cause any trouble."
I groaned, memories of today starting to come back to me. I decided the best thing to do was repeat what I did the first time around. It's like when you get lost in a forest,they tell you to stay in place, then come up with a logical plan. Until I can figure out how to get to normal me, I need to do the same things past me did.
If only Annabeth was here to help. Current me didn't even know Annabeth yet.
When we arrived at the museum, Mr. Brunner led the tour around, Mrs. Dodds following behind. It's ironic that I used to think she wasn't human, and now I know that she isn't. In fact, today is the day I killed her. I get to kill my first monster for the first time again. What fun.
We pass by different Greek and Roman art pieces, Mr. Brunner explaining each one. I tune him out, since I already know all this. Instead, I spend the trip wondering how I got here. One second I'm in my cabin at Camp Half-blood, having just defeated Kronos and gotten together with Annabeth, the next I'm twelve years old again, reliving the day it all began.
Is this some god messing with my life? You'd think after saving them the would cut me some slack. What god could even do this?
I wished for Annabeth again, knowing that she'd have a list of gods that could've put me here and how to get out.
We'd reached the carving of Kronos eating his kids. I started feeling a little sick. After facing Kronos myself, this took on a totally different meaning than the first time. Back then, I was telling Chiron, sorry, Mr. Brunner, what I knew about the Greek myth. This time, I kept my mouth shut.
We went out to lunch, and I made sure we sat on the edge of the fountain, just like the first time.
"Can I have your apple?" Grover asked me. I gave it to him, too nervous and confused to have an appetite.
Nancy pranced over with her friends. I knew what was coming, as well as what I had to do. She dumped her half-eaten lunch all over Grover's lap. I reached out to the water in the fountain, and used it to pull her in.
"Percy pushed me!" she screamed, just like I planned. In an instant, Mrs. Dodds was next to us. I heard kids whisper around us, but I ignored them, waiting for Mrs. Dodds to finish helping Nancy out of the fountain.
Once Nancy had been calmed down, Mrs. Dodds turned on me and said, "Come with me."
"Wait! It was me who pushed her!" Grover protested. I prayed that Mrs. Dodds didn't hurt him. He was left alone the first time, but that may not mean anything.
"I don't think so Mr. Underwood," she said.
Grover kept protesting, but Mrs. Dodds would just shoot him down.
"It's okay, man. Thanks for trying," I told him, hoping to reassure him.
Nancy just smirked at me, but I didn't give her a second glance as I followed Mrs. Dodds into the building. She led me to the Greek and Roman section, which I knew was coming.
She started softly growling, but unlike last time this happened, I wasn't nervous or scared. One advantage to redoing your life, you always knew what was coming.
"You've been giving us problems, honey," she said.
"So I've heard," I responded. Though that's not what I said the first time, I couldn't pass it up.
"Did you really think you would get away with it?" she asked.
I looked straight into her evil eyes and innocently said, "Get away with what?"
"We are not fools, Percy Jackson," she said, on the verge of hissing. "It was only a matter of time before we found you out. Confess, and you will suffer less pain."
Mrs. Dodds transformed into a monster, eyes glowing and fingers talons. She grew leathery wings. She launched herself out me.
Chiron wheeled his chair into the doorway and shouted, "What ho, Percy!" as if we were in his class. He threw a pen and me, and when I grabbed it a sword appeared. Riptide, finally. My sword felt familiar in my hands, even though my body wasn't quite built for sword fighting yet.
I let instinct take over, and swung the sword at Mrs. Dodds. It cut through her with a hiss, and she vaporized into the classic yellow monster dust.
Chiron had already left the room, which didn't surprise me. I stood and took a deep breath. That wasn't even that hard. Now I just had to remember to act as ignorant as possible. Shouldn't be a problem, it is me after all.
When I went outside, it was raining. Grover was still by the fountain, as was Nancy, soaked from her bath in the fountain.
"I hope Mrs. Kerr whipped your butt," she shouted at me.
"Who?" I asked, knowing Grover and Chiron might be listening.
"Our teacher. Duh!" she answered, looking at me like I was dumb. I really hated that, but I ignored her and instead asked Grover where Mrs. Dodds went.
"Who?" he asked, though it was obvious he was lying. Still, I tried to keep a confused look on my face. According to Annabeth, that's how my face usually looked, so I assumed I was doing a good job.
I walked over to Chiron, or Mr. Brunner as I guess I should be calling him. He was sitting under his red umbrella, reading his book just like before, trying to pretend nothing happened.
He looked up t me and said, "Ah, that would be my pen. Please bring your own writing utensil in the future, Mr. Jackson."
I was reluctant to give the pen back over, knowing what was to come. But I remembered my plan, keep things just like they were the first time. So I handed the pen over and for show asked, "Sir, where's Mrs Dodds?"
He stared at me blankly and asked, "Who?"
He was certainly a lot more convincing than Grover, so I played along saying, "The other chaperone. Mrs. Dodds. The pre-algebra teacher."
He frowned at me, a concerned look on his face. "Percy, there is no Mrs. Dodds on this trip. As far as I know, there had never been a Mrs. Dodds at Yancy Academy. Are you feeling alright?"
I hoped he couldn't tell I was struggling to hold back a smile.
So, what do you think? Any theories on how this happened? Or where it's going?
I'll try to have another chapter up soon!
