Chapter 1

Percy Jackson

"Percy! You're going to be late on your first day of Goode High School!" yelled Mom. I could hear her downstairs probably making one of her special blueberry pancakes for me. With her cooking in the front of my mind, I slowly got off my bed. Yawning, I immediately went to the water bottle I always placed underneath my bed for wake up calls. I opened the cap and drenched myself with water; awesomely, feeling the power surging in me. For some people it was coffee but for me it was pure salt water, the Salter the better.

Now I could tell that you're probably thinking I'm crazy but I'm not. At least I think I'm not. This may come as a shocker but the Greek gods are real. To put it bluntly I'm the Sea God, Poseidon's Son. Well not really. I'm sort of his half son and I'm not his only son. Dad's like a player. He woos the hearts of all sea lovers and gets married and produces children like me. Pretty weird right. Anyway, a person like me is a demigod. Half Human, Half God. When we become 13, monsters start to hunt you. Yeah I said it, Monsters. Real, Bloodthirsty, Greek Monsters…

By that time, you go to a camp called Camp Half Blood. The only safe place for kids like you and me. I still remember when I was 12. The good old days… Monsters hunting me, Prophecies chasing me around. Oh and did I mention, the titan of time, Kronos also hates my guts. It was a pretty fun childhood, not that I missed it. But that's a story for later.

"Perseus Jackson! It's almost time for school!" Oh great! She called me by my first name. Stumbling, I quickly changed into a blue shirt and blue jeans. Blue is "in" right? I noticed the water stains on my floor so I used my water skills (given to me by my dad Poseidon) and dried it off with a whish of my hand.

I suddenly groaned, wondering if I packed my school "necessities" in my backpack. You know the usual, monster hunting weapons, armor, shields. It was all packed in a small notebook sized box using Greek magic I glanced at my backpack and saw it was full of my school stuff, including my magic box. I knew it was my mom immediately. I felt my pen, "Anaklusmos" or Riptide for short appear in my pocket. Grinning, I grabbed my backpack and stormed downstairs, sniffing in the blueberry pancakes of goodness. I went in the kitchen and stuffed down the pancakes on the kitchen table. My mom walked in the kitchen, talking on the phone.

"No please! He didn't!" I could tell she was talking to one of her friends. Ignoring the chatter, I quickly gobbled up the rest of my blue pancakes. After I was done, I chugged my orange juice down. Satisfied, I smiled at my mom and she smiled back. She nodded and pointed to the clock. It was 8:30! Oh Shoot! My bus starts at 8:25!

"Mom, I'll see you later!"

"Okay Honey, Have a good day of school! Watch out for bullies! Oh and did I mention Grover is going to your school also!"

Wait what! Grover's coming to school with me. That was a short notice. I could tell that the school I was going to would have potential demigods if he was coming. Waving to mom, I ran outside to catch the bus, only to see it drive away. I tried yelling and running to the bus but either the bus driver didn't hear or chose to ignore a new student to make the student exercise.

"Great… Late to my first day of school." I mumbled to myself. What a wonderful day to start the first day of school.

Yawning, I sprinted to follow the bus hoping not to get lost on the way to school. Then the bus suddenly took a sudden left. In surprise, I crashed into something. I fell on my butt and I noticed the person I crashed was a girl who looked like she had just gone through hell. Her caramel hair glistened with sweat and her clothes were splattered with some suspicious looking "mud."

The girl glared at me and mumbled something about "Bloody Americans?" She then took off running before I could say a word. I looked back and saw she had a wand in her hand?!

Okay. This looks to me like some serious demigod works here. Either that or some people were very serious role players or something. I scrambled up and stumbled/ran to catch up with her.

"Hey! You look like you could use some help!" I yelled back at her. She turned her head at me and her eyes widened. She spun toward me and made a gun sign and-

"HA DI! " A burst of light appeared and I fell on my butt again while being splattered with the same "mud" she had on her clothes. I knew instantly more than 1 monster were chased her. No wonder Grover wanted to come to my school. I glanced back at her and saw her glaring at me.

"Who do you think you are?" She asked me angrily. Her British accent came out clearly.

"I was just trying to help!"

"Help in what!? You could have gotten yourself killed you numb-"

All of a sudden she stopped. She took out her wand quickly and did a fighting stance. Bewildered, I scrambled up and looked around. It looked like a typical New York City day to me.

"Duck!"

She tackled me to the ground and then I fell on my butt again...

"WHOSSHH!" A fireball came and crushed the spot where I originally was. Staring in shock, I shook my head and stood up. The girl was already up with a determined look on her face.

"So you're just like us right?" She retorted.

"Huh?" I looked at her with a confused look. I didn't understand what she was talking about.

Rolling her eyes, she repeated, "You're one of us. You know Gods and all that fun stuff."

Now understanding I nodded my head. While I realized she wasn't knew to this, she took off running where the fireball came from.

"Don't follow me! I could tell you're still new in this business! Or else you might get burned." Burned? Who did she think I was? And new? I shook my head in wonder. Ready to follow, I-

"Hey Kid! What do you think you're doing?" I spun around and faced a really pissed of policeman. With a frown on his face, he looked like the fat version of the Grinch. I looked down and saw his name tag was "Booby Junior." At least I think that was his name. Oh well, Blame it on my dyslexia. Anyways I would hate to see his dad.

"Just what do you think you're doing son. This isn't your playground son!" He hollered, causing some people to stare at him. Smiling, I knew this would all be over with the powers of the mist. Noticing my smile the angry police officer yelled even louder about kids my age doing bad stuff and graffiti and teenagers acting funny. Yawning, I left with a whish of my hands. The police officer looked furiously evil but then the mist took over. He stopped with a confused stare and mumbled something about free donuts at the local coffee store.

Looking around, I could no longer see the demigod I just met; I wondered around looking so I could help her with no avail. Abruptly, I realized I promised my mom to go to school and try not to get suspended.

"Hmm… Should I go look for her or just go to school?" I murmured to myself. Well she did look experienced and she did save my life. Okay! I'll trust her for now but the next time I see her I'll take her with me to Camp.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing!?" said a voice behind me. Quickly turning around, I hoped it wasn't that fat police officer, Booby Junior or worst! His dad…

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