disclaimer:: for every entry: nope. nada. i'm not talented enough to own a best-selling book series. ask someone else.

important information: yeah, hi. I amuse myself with the idea of demigods in a school - be it college, high school, or some fancy boarding school. the actual place is never specified. i meant it when I said it was AU. and I also meant it when I said drabbles. the "chapters" will rarely be over 1000 words. it should have started with them meeting, but it didn't. i should probably write that one eventually. and it has absolutely nothing to do with cali.

word count: 377
notes: my art teacher said the very first line to two kids in class once.

"Excuse me, you two… What are you up to back there? You look like you're in love."

The atmosphere surrounding the pair dimmed. The lazy grin slid off Octavian's face as he shifted in his desk to face forward. He looked over the curious glances and amused looks the entire class was giving them and scoffed. "Sorry, sir," he spat, lacing the word with as much venom as he could muster. "but I do believe you've got your facts wrong about that."

The teacher shrugged. "Then maybe you should pay attention." He ignored Octavian's answer and turned his attention to the girl sitting in the desk beside him. "….I don't even think you're in this class."

"No, I'm not," she said. "I'm a visitor." Unlike the boy beside her, she seemed to be able to brush off all the looks and the comments. In fact, she was probably amused by it. As soon as the teacher went back to the lesson, she turned in her seat to face him. "Wow, you look annoyed."

He said nothing for a while, merely stared blankly forward. "I don't like this class," he muttered finally. "That teacher is in an incompetent idiot."

Rachel rolled her eyes. "Somehow, that doesn't surprise me. You think everyone's an idiot."

"Not everyone." He looked away from the front of the room, leaning closer to her.

"Oh, right. I'm the exception."

"Of course you are."

"…And you owe me StarBucks."

"What? Why?"

"As a reward for being the one person that you don't see as an idiot."

He sighed. "Yeah, all right."

"Actually, make that lunch with StarBucks."

Octavian frowned. "…Are you trying to bankrupt me?"

"If I was trying to bankrupt you, I'd ask for much nicer things than just food," Rachel said with a smile. "Am I seeing you for lunch or not, augur?"

"Yeah, yeah. See you at lunch, Oracle." As Rachel stood to leave, he kicked the back of the chair in front of him, whose occupant had overheard their last exchange and was snorting laughter.

extra notes: everything is Rachian. it's a good thing.