Percy's pov

Today was our field trip to the historical art museum. Nancy Bobofit was throwing peanut butter and ketchup sandwich bits into my second best friend Grover's hair. Who is my other best friend you may ask? Well, that would be Ember Becondorf, but I haven't seen her since she left for an emergency. Anyway I tried to stand up to do something about it, but Grover pulled me down. "Don't man, you're already on probation," he said, "besides I like peanut butter."

There was only one way that this trip could get any worse, and that would be if I got called out by Mrs. Dodds. When I met Mrs. Dodds she immediately hated me and loved Nancy Bobofit. Mrs. Dodds thought that she was an angle and I was devil spawn. Mrs. Dodds barley knew Ember because she left right after she arrived.

I zoned out for the rest of the trip until we got to the Greek mythology section. "Can anyone tell me what this statue represents? Ah Mr. Jackson how about you," my Latin teacher Mr. Brunner asked me. I sighed in relief because I knew the story.