MR. BRUNNER - CHIRON

"CAL" ISLAND- CALYPSO

PERSEUS JACKSON - PERCY

GROVER UNDERWOOD - GROVER

OCTAVIAN LIVIUS - OCTAVIAN

PRINCIPAL TERMINUS - TERMINUS

"ODIE" ULYSSES ANDINOS - ODYSSEUS

MR. STENTOR -MARK

I would like to clarify this isn't a mortal AU,but it is a high school AU. I don't own the dam books. Schist. My writing isn't what it used to be,but I hope it has improved. I know people liked my other story with a similar concept of the female character hiding in an all-boys school(I'm trash for these stories. Sorry),but this one has a lot more twists and turns so buckle up and enjoy the ride.

In honor of Rick for teaching me mythology,I'll have some easter eggs for you. If I feel like it needs to be explained,I will have it listed down below in a few chapters.

The sun fell ill. Not once. Not twice. The whole week there was daytime without light. Regardless,who would complain about the cloudy days?

Summer sizzles,Winter freezes,fall fell,but there was enough pregnant plants that made Spring feel as if little droplets from the sky made life worth watching on ground zero.

Cal buttoned up the last of, "Goode High prestigious armour needing to be kept clean at all cost" uniform as Mr. Terminus had put into terms. It is a white,long sleeve button up,slacks and a pair of loafers Cal had to buy personally. The royal purple suit and golden tie was a given.

Cal rubbed the embroidered words and folded the faded black handkerchief,placing it in the suits right-front pocket. It was the school's way of classifying each student by grade,but the students way of classifying background. The caramel brunette put on the heirloom necklace always carried around. It was a trademark now. Cal saw life as a show,and if there was a cartoon about the life of Cal,the necklace shaped as two snakes mingling to set their eyes on each other in the middle would hold something like a power. All superheroes had some weapon with a power.

One last glance at the dorm mirror hung by the window and the door was closed behind,backpack in clutch as the scoundrel of the duo who left campus without Cal the previous night was now left behind to be late again. Snug under a light weight sheet.

Before racing down the stairs Cal knocked on the next door with a small "Grover" etched on the side of the knob. Cal shouted,"You're gonna be late!"'Just like your best friend'

The brunette is rather small in height and stature compared to other students. There was an invisible set of rules that hadn't made its way to Cal's peripheral vision,but guessed it didn't make too many friends for high students are all about appearance- they were either rich heirs,models,athletes, or part of the charity group,

but no one ever talks good about the charity group.

They were easy to find in a crowd. Each student gets only one handkerchief for the whole year with their personal I.D. information, like everyone else in their grade,but it didn't last long. Like Cal,it would be stripped of its once glossy look one way or another through versatile events occuring in the charity group-

Swimming after dark in the school pool to catch it, unclogging a toilet with the handkerchief beneath the muck,tied onto the principals air conditioners vents once dusty- Cal was a lucky one. It was Christmas time and the black 'chief needing to be found was used as a rag to clean the ornaments. It was faded by then.

People would say the poor would do anything to hang on to something valuable,and they were right.

The school had hundreds of doors exactly the same,but only one door held Mr. Brunners class. Luckily,it was also the one Cal proudly could find blindfolded at any given point. The door creaked as it opened,but only Cal heard it beneath the rubble of hushed voices and loud laughter.

"Mr. Island! How thoughtful of you to come early." By the first step into class there was a greeting of a bow and a feigned posh,older mans accent. "May I take your coat,sir?" The game continued and Cal played along.

"Why,you are too kind mister Odie. May I ask what today's specials are?" Odie,a full-ride scholarship athlete,walked behind Cal to undress the coat. He hung it on his arm as he escorted Cal to their seats,taken by the hand. Cal blushed.

"For today's special we have a flaxen, hazel tinted,curved herb with the side of chocolate seasoned cow sap."

"A bruised banana and chocolate milk?"Cal didn't wait for Odie to answer,because they both knew Cal was right,

"Did you just call a banana an herb?" They broke character,Odie shaking off his servant face,taking his rightful seat next to Cal on the left.

"I also called your favourite chocolate beverage seasoned cow sap." He let the last part of his sentence escape his lips with exaggeration. "As a bonus for getting it right,I have something else." Odie looked up at Cal nervously,and then to the other side of him.

He fished out a yellow package,small enough to fit in his backpack,but big enough to take up most of the space. There wasn't any plastic bag that held his books at the side of his legs.

"Where is all of your supplies? The bell is going to ring soon."Cal was thinking since he has nice long legs he could probably dash back to his dorm to get his stuff before Brunner gets to class.

He waved it off,placing the package on top of his desk. He scooched his desk closer to Cal's so their desks now touched. "Never mind that- look at what my patron sent me."

"Your Patron can send you gifts? I thought you weren't allo-"Odie gave Cal the glare of silence.

"This is for you. Any other way this gift could have been sent and it would have been confiscated by Mr. Terminus." It was a harsh whisper. Odie slid it onto Cal's desk and scooched his desk back to its original position.

Cal's eyebrows couldn't help but rise at the revelation and unhinged the metal clamp to slide out a sooty looking book and a letter hidden on the fronts back page of it. Before Odie or Cal could read anything,Odie tossed the book back into the manilla packaging and threw Cal's suit on top of it as the bell rang. As always,Brunner entered right on time.

"Bonum matutinum, quōmodo tē habes?"

By the greeting,Odie spilled the gift into Cal's backpack without consent as Cal suited up.

"Mista B our baseball practice canceled." A student in the middle section upfront told honestly.

"Next time please answer in Latin, Mr . Stentor." He scolded,but then proceeded,"A rain-check,perhaps would accommodate your wants?" He wheeled himself in his chair all the way to his desk at the far right side by the windows. He picked up his attendance sheet and began roll-call.

All teachers but Brunner used their computers to take roll. Brunner had bare desk and a "No-tech"room.

No laptops.

No tablets.

No computers.

No phones.

Notes in his class had to be written by every students own hands. It was freaky to Cal,he takes one look at someone's handwriting and he would remember it. If someone used someone else's notes during tests,he would know. His eyes held a certain sense of wisdom to it as if he has learned too much for one lifetime. It could come from his beard too.

"...Ulysses…"

"Adsum." It was a gut wrench call that came from the heart of Odie. A burp.

"...Alexander…"

Cal was getting ready for her call. For some reason,Cal always wanted to make sure she didn't miss her name. Small things made her anxious for no good reason.

"...Calypso…"

"Adsum! " She croaked. The others didn't like the frog like sound that met with a couple glares in her direction,but it made Odie laugh and she couldn't help but smile back at him.

"Calypso?" After all names were called,Brunner called upon Cal once more. This time it was met with a scolding stare.

"Yes,sir?" Impish response was met.

"Where is Perseus?" Cal was hoping he wouldn't ask too soon. Cal looked over at the front corner seat right next to the door. It is empty. He didn't make it in time for roll-call and this time he remembered to ask right after.

"Is it okay to say he's volunteering at the fields?"

"Will it be truth if I ask?"

"Nōn."

The class roared with laughter and Brunner chuckled too. They both waited for the giggles to die down.

"Then no,it is not an okay answer."

Cal nodded and then replied credibly,"He's sleeping."

Mr. Brunner lowered his eyes at Cal and they had the silent conversation spoken with eyebrows and facial expressions:

He left campus again?Brunner asked.

Yeah. Family stuff Cal glumly responded.

I'll let it slide. This time.

Thank you.

He marked Percy's attendance as here and let it slide once again,closing the folder. He placed it on his blanket covered legs and pushed himself to the table to drop it off.

"Carpe librōs."

The class groaned,but with enough willpower they got the needed materials. Carpe meant seize and libros meant books were plural. Seize the books,but Odie didn't have …

"That's my book." Cal whispered loudly to Odie.

He smiled with a dumbfounded look,but pretended it was his. Cal made eye contact with him,wanting to tell him to screw off and get his own book,but one look into his eyes and Cal couldn't help but tell him it's alright.

"And where is your book ?"Brunner asked once he turned around. Cal was the only one without a book and it was embarrassing. In the span of three minutes he had already written out the lesson plan on the board.

"It's with Percy."Cal murmured.

"Speak up, Mr. Island."

Cal cleared her throat,lying,"It's in my dorm room. I forgot to put it back in my bag after I studied."

"Well,go on,I trust you will come back after you find it. Wake Percy up." The first part sounded more like he was questioning himself whether or not he trusted Cal.

Cal stood up with her backpack,stumbling to the front of the class. She gave Odie a death glare. He mouthed,"It's in my room." Obviously it wouldn't be in Cal's.

Cal chuckled nervously,"I'll be right back- with Percy."

He started his lesson as soon as the door closed and all Cal could do is curse on the way to Dormitory F-DF- that was farther away than Dormitory A -DA-from the classes.

"Eighty-nine...ninety-one...ninety-three-" Cal read the numbers out loud until reaching the room."Wake up Percy Jackson,wake up Percy Jackson." Cal sang as the door unlocked only to be greeted with a half dressed Percy.

"Hey!" The jet black haired boy's first reaction is to cover his chest.

Cal tilted her head,"Hey to you too,Mr. Brunner wants you in class. Don't forget your book." Cal took a quick glance at him and looked up at the ceiling.

Percy moved his hands away and slid his wrinkled white shirt on. It was short sleeved,totally against school policy but it hugged him in all the right ways.

"Odd- isn't that size a little too small on you?" Cal realized it was her shirt. The one she bought. With her own money in case she was ever allowed to leave campus grounds.

"I saw it on the floor and put it on."He combed his hair back with his fingers and

grabbed his bag.

Cal clung to the door frame and pulled her backpack off her shoulder- it was heavier than she thought it should have been. She unzipped her hikers bag to peer through.

"What's that?"Percy asked. Without warning he grabbed onto the object of weight- the package.

"It's mine,thank you very much."Cal grabbed the package bottom,but Percy at the last second pulled it up higher and dropped the contents of it on the ground by accident.

"Here- let me help."The taller boy dropped down on one knee,but Cal brought him back up,irritated as she picked up the book. There was now soot stains on the wooden floor Cal mopped yesterday.

"Whatever. I gotta go to Odie's dorm. Get a latin book." Cal got up from her position on the floor and started walking away with the book packaged once again in her hands. Soot sticking on like ink after writing with a pen.

"You can use mine if you want. I don't really need it." Percy jumped in the middle of hopping around on one foot as he put a black sock on the other.

"I'm good,Jackson. Just get to class and don't give them all a hard time." It was hard to hate Percy or even be mad at him for more than a couple minutes. A likeable guy.

Cal stepped forward to the entrance door of Dormitory A. Unlike Dormitory F,there was security guards at the back and front entrance in case of intruders. No,not robber intruders. Fan intruders. Girls especially.

DA to DD held most of the schools finest students. They were all public figures or at least they are training to be,but DA held students that are the elites of elites. Cal couldn't understand how Odie got in there with his status.

"Name?"One of two guards standing tall and fearless on the right asked. Unlike the purple suits,they wore a black one with a matching black tie and an earpiece clinging to the back of their ear,looping into it. She thought year-round security were supposed to have name tags,but she guessed it was a different routine from other days.

"Calypso Island."

"I.D. please." Cal groaned,but gave them the handkerchief. She passed time and looked around at the building. It is a four stories high,smooth blocked, white building with windows at every other panel. Today there was bodyguards at every window on floor one's insides. Maybe even more on the other floors,but she couldn't see from the angle she was at. The two guards looked at each other and nodded.

"You may enter." The left one with black hair slicked back gave the 'chief back . The two parted ways for Cal to enter.

"Is everything alright?"Cal asked."You guys seem a bit sad. It 's probably the cloudy sky."

The right guard only nodded and filled in the empty space when she walked in.

She drank in the surrounding and almost choked at how aesthetically pleasing the dorm seemed. She never really saw the insides of DA,only told people she's been in there because Odie invites her in all the time. Dustless on every surface,the splash of colors on the wall precisely where it needed to be. Marble counters and there's still snacks - she now understood where Odie gets the food. DF lost its privilege for snacks in the dorm after a charity casket got caught in the principal's office trashing the place.

Bean Bags were in the middle of the corridor as leather couches circles around them with a flat screen T.V. big enough to take up most of the wall it hangs on.

Only did she realize a little after the gaping moments there were other people standing there by the windows. Guards in white suits and one person in all black,sitting by themselves on a sofa. She refrained from asking for directions from him.

Cal shuffled slowly over to the hallways,slipping it out of the manilla folder, opening up the thick book to the first page.

She noticed the pages had waves rippling ,thumbs had turned through so many times- a good book it seemed,but the covering around it-

"Fire." She rubbed her fingers together. Someone tried to burn it,but it didn't have the smell of a forest fire. It smelled of plastic and chemicals.

"Dear Calypso,

I give this to you in times of despair for both you and me. The work must be pushed forward and soon there will not be enough time to borrow. I cannot do all the work alone. Do not let this slide into the hands of your enemies.

All will be revealed when the time comes. Your past. Your present. Your future.

A"

Two snakes decorated the sides of the letter, ingrained in the books leather.

Cal stopped in her tracks by the time she finished reading the end of the letter. Odie's sponsor knew Calypso- have they met before? Surely they must have if there was a gift granted to her.

Cal turned it to the side and back with no luck for a title.

She looked up from the book,pushing it back into the wrapping with her already crowded backpack,crinkling math homework from three days ago beneath it all.

She felt a sudden pain come from her chest and winced. It burned.

"Excuse me- do you know which room Ulysses… Andinos lives in?" She asked the closest person to her. He seemed familiar too.

"I'm sorry,I don't believe we met. You are…",the blonde Cal stopped in the hallways to ask for directions seems like a pretentious donkey suddenly. She eyed his glossy blood red handkerchief.

"Calypso Island. But most people call me Cal for short."

"I'm not just most people." He stated ,as a matter of fact,"The name is Octavian,Junior class president." Calypso eyed his guards behind him,standing still. Both in white like the other guards she saw earlier. 'So they're his guards.'

He looked directly at her hands and continued the introduction,"You don't seem like you should be here at this time. I assume you are from the charity caskets?"

"Yes",Cal wanted to change the topic quickly,"So,do you,by chance since you must live in this dorm,know where his dorm room is?"

He hissed,jerking his hand back,"If I do know,would I tell you right away?"

With that subjective answer,Cal turned on her heel and made her way to the exit.

A snap was heard like a gunshot indicating two horses start their race. Two hefty men in white suits stood in front.

"Hang on there,I don't recall me deciding to end this conversation." The blue eyed boy walked in front. With a swish of his wrists the men opened up. "Calypso Island,huh?" He asked himself."I haven't heard of you before. Why are your hands dirty?"

She took a sharp breath at the feeling of burning up and noticed the president seemed to be hurting too.

Cal eyed the President before her,the small turns in her head steaming up as she thought it through.

"I'm a charity casket."Cal agreed."I had to do chores and didn't have time to clean my hands."

He smiled brightly as if he had uncovered a secret. Cal watched his actions carefully and took note of his personality. Prideful- flattering works.

"Ulysses allied himself with a Casket?" The word he used to degrade the lower end of the school seemed silly,but it still made Cal grind her teeth and he had noticed.

DF students- they were the lower maintained students at Goode stereotyped as students who were societies charity case. Many begged to say scholarships,but it wasn't viewed that way. Majority of deaths in school were DF students and the word casket stuck since the first students funeral.

"That's not a good sign for his stay here at Goode high." Cal didn't like where things were going for her or Odie. " He could one day be mistakened for one."

Then the thought occurred.

"I'm one of his ... servant boys,President." Octavion smiled brightly at the mention of his occupation. "I was asked to bring him his textbooks so he may learn in Mr. Brunner's class."

She watched him fidget with a ring on his hand as he spoke,

"Brunner." He spat. "I was wondering why a servant boy were here. Ulysses is in the last hallway on your right. Number eighteen."

Cal un-clenched her fists and forced herself to bow her head at seventy-five degrees before walking away to the exit going the same direction. She didn't need it any longer. Class was almost done. No use for it now.

"We will meet again,Calypso. I haven't had a Sophomore servant in awhile."The farewell felt unsettling.

She had her story formulating in her head to tell Odie about how she met the Junior class President. I told him I was one of your servant boys just so I can get your Latin book,and I didn't even get it.

The burning sensation stopped.

Thanks for reading! I got excited over the story and have chapter 3 already going,and I have had this plotline in my head for too long,but I hope you guys enjoyed reading the first chapter. For all authors,I would like to ask as well to maybe review?