Percy was bored. Simple as that. He didn't expect having to wait at camp while Annabeth and his mom, who, by the way, was livid and relieved at the same time when she greeted him, went and talked to the the principle of Goode.
Apparently, he still needed to take a year in high school. The one year that was left. Senior year. He was 18 (having turned eighteen around seventeen days after the Feast of Hope, August 1), and was now a senior.
Since senior year had come for him, he would be coming back to the group of 5 friends he had. They wouldn't know he was coming back yet, but he knew they'd be extremely vexed to hear he was coming back after a year of no contact at all.
Their names were Jade, Taylor, Roz, Ella, and Mick. And none of them, save Mick, were going to be ok with his sudden leave.
Needless to say, he wasn't looking forward to it.
Suddenly, Annabeth came through the door, smiling, snapping him out of his thoughts. He rushed over, grabbed her hands, and asked urgently, "So does my junior year count? Can I get into senior year?"
Annabeth smiles, and said teasingly, "You know you almost didn't until I used the Mist on your principal, making him think your papers weren't almost non-existent. Yes, you got in Seaweed Brain".
Percy whooped, grabbed Annabeth by the waist and spun her around.
She laughed then told him, "You'll have to go without me though. I'm going to a school that specializes in architecture. Sorry. Hope your friends don't kill you."
Percy gulped and put her down. He told her it was fine, and he could handle it. He told her he wasn't worried. He told her his first day would be perfectly fine.
That was 2 days ago. Now, he was sitting in the front office, with about everyone in there staring directly at him, and some were students already texting about this phenomenon. Well, he already knew it wasn't going to be anything like he said, so he brace himself for the torture of his classes, and worst, lunch.
He didn't get that much time though.
The door suddenly burst open, and his friend Jade came in. She was a five-foot two-inch girl, with wavy light brown hair. She had green eyes, and the quickest temper. She was generally a nice person, but was pretty fierce and loud sometimes. Like now.
She looked around a bit, saying, "I heard Percy was here, is he in here? There's no way, right? He would tell us? He isn't here, right? It's just a rumor. I should be on my way. He's not here righ-".
She spotted him, and he sheepishly smiled and gave a small wave, not knowing what to do that wouldn't get her to attempt bodily harm, at which point he would have to explain why none of her attacks really hurt. Her expression grew furious, and she stomped over, grabbed his ear (it didn't really hurt, what with all he'd been through, but it was pretty shocking) and yelled,
"Perseus Jackson, you'd better have a good explanation or I will rip you apart!"
Amethyst: Hello! Welcome to the wonderful world of my fanfictions. If you want to review, go ahead! If not, don't! If you wish to review that I suck and should burn, don't. If you do, they will be used to make me motivated. So don't.
Rewa: Zzzzzzzz... huh? Right. Book nerd (me, according to Rewa) does not own percy jackson... own story... all OCs belong to her... thats a wrap folks... cut! Zzzzzz...
Amethyst: *Sweatdrops* That... is my partner (These are characters, not me). Rewa. He is... um. Something else. Right, er, I am in college, studying to be a college professor. Ish. I want to be a college teacher basically. I am twenty, and Rewa is too. He is studying filmmaking. He is kind of stressed by his project. Ok, to the story. It's basically a cliche, hey Percy is here, but everyone who is not aware of the supernatural beings ruling our Earth hates him for disappearing. 'K, that is it. Bye!