Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Percy Jackson characters or any of that stuff.
Authors Note: This is a story based on the Percy Jackson characters as if they weren't demigods and all met at the same school instead. I also added in some of my own characters. Don't ask about the social class it is a personal nightmare. Please enjoy.
I Remember
Chapter One: Katie Gardeners POV
"Reagen Alomen?" A thin blonde woman called from behind her desk. I glanced down at my schedule and decided she must be Mrs. Selmer. Reagen, who had shoulder length, straight brown hair, bored hazel eyes and a small impish face, walked forward. The whole class stood lined against the white board in the front of the classroom waiting for their assigned seats. I sighed silently cursing the first day of school. This would be my sophomore year and high school, but I was already prepared to graduate.
"Alright Miss Reagen, please sit in that first desk." Mrs. Selmer said, nodding with approval when she sat down in the correct seat. She continued seating different people, but I began to pay more attention to the conversation the kids next to me were having.
"What's the point of this class anyway?" A boy with light brown hair and soft brown eyes that I recognized as Jake whispered.
"I don't know. I've never heard of social class in my life. It just showed up on my schedule." A girl with choppy black hair and icy blue eyes hissed. I had been in a class with her last year and knew her name was Thalia Grace.
"Katie Gardener." Mrs. Selmer called as she pointed to the desk behind a tall boy named Tyson. I walked forward and slide into the hard chair. I situated my stuff as the rest of the class was given their assigned seats.
"Rachel, why don't you get started, while I enter in the attendance." Mrs. Selmer suggested, bringing my attention to the 3 people in the back of the class room. I recognized two of them as Mr. and Mr. Chiron, who both worked at the school. The third was a girl who looked like she was in high school herself. She had curly red hair, lots of freckles and eyes that looked interested in everything she saw. In her hands was a bright blue clipboard. She walked to the front of the classroom.
"Hi, I'm Rachel Elizabeth Dare. I go to Clarion All Girls Academy." She paused and looked at us as if she excepted us to laugh. "We had to do this project for my school about social skills. We came up with this experiment and that is pretty much what this class is. You see, we decided to see if having a class that helps teach you social skills, will help you in the real world with jobs and such." She smiled and Mrs. Selmer came forward.
"Does anyone have any questions?" She asked. Several hands flew up. Mrs. Selmer pointed at Conner Stoll or maybe it was Travis. They looked so much alike I wasn't even sure if they were twins or not.
"Okay, so you teachers always complain about us talking, but you're giving us a class about how to do it better? What sense does that make?" He questioned.
"We aren't teaching you to talk more. We are teaching you how to get along with people. "Mr. snapped from his seat in the back of the classroom before pointing at Vegas Mill.
"What are we actually going to do in this class?" Vegas asked sweetly
"I'm about to tell you in a moment" Mrs. Selmer stated nodding for Carley Gray to ask her question.
"A three ring binder is all and paper and pencil of course." Mr. Chiron answered looking around the classroom and realizing there were no more hands.
"Alright class we are now going to do a little activity." Mrs. Selmer said clapping excitedly. "We are going to put you in groups of 5 with one group of 6. Once I put you in your groups, you are going to have ten minutes to find something you all have in common. Be creative and use logic. Don't say 'we are all human' or something obvious like that. This is a grade and you are going to share once you are done." She finished cheerfully. I felt relief flow over me. I hadn't even realized that I had been worried about what we would be doing, but this sounded easy enough. Mr. Chiron picked up a piece of paper.
"Charles, Madelyn, Carley, Clarisse, and Chris you are group one. Sit together when I tell everyone to move. Pollux, Reagan, Jake, Ethan and Juniper you are group two. Group three is Tyson, Annabeth, Nico, Will, and Travis. Group four is Thalia, Silena, Meadow, Ace and Conner. And finally Group five Luke, Katie, Percy, Vegas, Brandee, and Grover." He finished waving his hands.
I looked around the classroom to see where my group was assembling. I slowly stood and walked towards Luke's desk where Vegas and Grover were pushing six desks to face each other. The rest of us sat down in them.
"So we all have to find something we have in common? Anyone got any ideas?" Vegas asked us.
"Well, we all go to the same school and all have the same last period." Percy replied smiling.
"You enjoy failing don't you?" Grover asked elbowing him in the ribs.
"Let's be serious and get this over with." I paused, forming a sudden idea. "Luke, who do you live with?"
"My mom," He replied confused
"What about you Percy?" I continued
"My mom" he answered simply.
"You" I questioned nodding at Vegas
"My brother and Dad." She stated I moved on to Brandee.
"Dad" she whispered so quietly, it was hardly audible. I pointed at Grover next.
"Mom and Step dad" he said bitterly. I decided not to ask and went to prove my point.
"Well, I live with my dad. So we all live with only one of our real parents." I stated smiling.
"Sounds good to me," Luke shrugged. I blushed.
"Yeah, can you say that Katie, when we have to present to the class?" Vegas asked in her soft voice.
"Sure" I mumbled which seemed to release us from the discussion. I wrote the sentence down in my notebook, just in case and looked up to see what the rest of my group was up to.
Vegas was trying to have a conversation with Brandee, but it wasn't working out so well because Brandee answered all of her questions with a nod or a shrug. Behind them Ace, Vegas's brother, grabbed her lunch box and hid it under his desk.
Luke, Percy and Grover were all trying to catch the attention of someone in a different group. I pulled out a piece of paper and quickly scribbled the words: "Hey Madelyn, this class seems easy. My first day was boring what about yours? Love, Your BFFL" I folded the piece of paper and slid it across the floor to Madelyn's feet. Madelyn picked it up, glanced over it and began to add words to it. I looked back at my group.
Percy and Luke had gotten the attention of Annabeth, but she was shaking her head angrily at them, her face a furious red. Vegas was struggling with her brother to get her lunch box back. Brandee and Grover were watching Mr. D who had just walked to the front of the room.
"Hush Up." Mr. D said catching everyone's attention. "We are going to share now. I hope you came up with something good. Any volunteers?" he asked. I raised my hand, but he called on the group containing Pollux, Reagan, Jake, Ethan, and Juniper.
"Okay, we all live within ten blocks of each other." Jake said while the rest of them stood around awkwardly.
"Very good," Mrs. Selmer called from her desk as they students went back to their seats. Mr. Chiron nodded at our group to go next. We walked to the front of the room.
"We all live with only one of our biological parents" I retorted. Mrs. Selmer nodded enthusiastically and wrote something down on her clipboard. Mr. D rolled his eyes and whispered something to Rachel, who restrained from laughing. I followed my group back to our desk. When I sat down, I realized Madelyn's note was folded neatly on top of my notebook. I pushed it into my lap as the next group, Thalia, Silena, Meadow, Ace, and Conner, walked forward.
"We all eat school lunches or stuff from the vending machines." Meadow cooed softly. I shifted my eyes to the note I had unfolded in my lap.
"Yo Cupcake, The first day is ALWAYS boring. You should know that. I love your hair though. How about we have a sleep over Friday and you can show me how to do that style with my hair? Always, your bestie" was scratched across the paper in royal blue ink. I smiled and looked back up. Tyson, Nico, Travis, Annabeth, and Will stood up front now.
"We all went to the same middle school and we now all go to the same high school. We all also have Mr. Lonza as a teacher this year." Annabeth stated making my simple answer feel lame. I picked up my pen and began to write back to Madelyn. "I'm good for the sleep over. My house, you bring some candy. I got the hair products." I folded the note back and kicked it back to Madelyn.
"Umm, we are all wearing blue jeans, have something black on our shirts and are all wearing shoes that have laces." Chris offered for his group of Beckendorf, Madelyn, Carley, and Clarisse. Mrs. Selmer walked to the front of the classroom, signaling for the group to sit back down.
"Please put your desk back and go back to your assigned seats." She said. I stood and helped push the desk back into their rows. By the time I sat down all of the teachers and Rachel stood in the front of the classroom.
"For the rest of the week we are going to be studying for a test on Friday" Mr. D coughed.
"What?" the class chorused
"Let me finish" he snapped waiting for an objection, but not receiving one. "For the next three days we are going to prepare you."
"For the next few days we are going to let each and every one of you talk none stop about yourself for five minutes. You will all take notes. Then on Friday you will be asked to write 5 facts about each person in the class based on what they say." Mrs. Selmer offered
"However, you can talk for the rest of class." Mr. Chiron offered. Madelyn appeared at my desk moments later.
"Okay, so at your house Friday, It's official. Anything interesting happen with you today?" She asked quizzically.
"No, I already told you my day was boring. What about you?" I replied.
"No, but I heard that for a grade in this lame class they are going to make us go to a school dance with a date. Who do you want to ask you?" I felt myself grow annoyed with the thought of forced dances.
"No way! They can't make us go to school dances. That would just cause a drama boom. And even if I would go with my friends." I informed her
"You're probably right, but I would want to go with Luke Castellan." She whispered glancing around to make sure no one was listening. "I've heard some weird stories about him and that -"she was cut off by the bell.
"Tell me later." I shrugged standing up to go home and wondering what kind of crazy events would happen of the course of the year.