Summary:
Annabeth, Thalia, Piper, Rachel, Katie, Clarisse, Nyssa, and Drew all transfer to Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women while Percy, Nico, Jason, Will, Travis, Connor, Chris and Leo transfer to Blackthorne Institute for boys by request of Chiron and Artemis. What can happen? Answer: You know what? I won't tell you. You'll just have to find out for yourself.
(BTW, this is a year after the Last Olympian, the Heroes of Olympus series has happened, too, Jason is at Camp Half-Blood, and Nico is 15-16, (more likely 15))
Has Zammie, Percabeth, Thalico, Tratie, Jasper, Bex/Grant, Liz/Jonas, etc. Please read!
Demigods Plus Spies Equals...?
Chapter 1
Annabeth P.O.V.:
I'm nearly speechless. The architecture of this building; it's incredible. I knew that Gallagher was a school for the rich, but I didn't expect the architecture to be so good. I could use this for ideas for Olympus.
Okay. Now to explain why I'm here: you know what? Screw it. If you want more details, read the summary. All I'm going to say is that Thalia, Piper, Rachel, Katie, Clarisse, Nyssa, Drew and I are at Gallagher by request of Chiron.
Anyway…
*2 minutes later*
When we got to the door, 4 girls and a beautiful woman greeted us. There was an average looking brunette who was introduced as Cameron Morgan, a.k.a. Cammie; daughter of the headmistress of the school; Rachel Morgan, who was the aforementioned beautiful woman.
There was a small blonde with a southern accent named Elizabeth Sutton, aka, Liz. A beautiful, toned skinned Brit named Rebecca Baxter, aka Bex. And the beautiful mayor's daughter; Macey McHenry.
Rachel (our Rachel) knew Macey since both their dads were insanely rich and stuff.
The girls guided us to our rooms; me, Thalia, Piper, and Rachel in the room next to Cammie's. And Katie, Clarisse, Nyssa and Drew in the one to the other side of our room. (Poor girls, having to be in a dorm with Drew.)
They left to let us unpack, after they gave us a tour of the school. During the tour we saw an amazing library and Gillian Gallgher's sword. They said it was charged with enough electricity to put your hair on fire. But by the time they had said that, Thalia had already picked it up and was looking at it. But her, being the daughter of Zeus, was totally fine. But that obviously raised some suspicions, which wasn't good; they can't know we're demigods yet. But they moved on.
On the way, I noticed in the architecture, that they're obviously (well, to me anyway) secret passages in stuff. Maybe I'd explore them later on, sometime. With some anti-spider spray. Definitely anti-spider spray. (I'm a daughter of Athena, what do you expect from me?)
Anyway, after we unpacked, they came to take us to the administrative office. When we got there, Mrs. Morgan and a hot-looking blond adult (don't tell Percy I said that! We've been dating for just over a year now!) were waiting for us. At the sight of the hot adult, Cammie looked slightly anxious, nervous, excited, wary, and a little happy at the same time.
Anyway, (man, I'm saying that a lot, aren't i?) all of a sudden, knives were flying at each of us. Immediately-out of instinct- I took out my own dagger to deflect them, (Tyson, Leo, and Nyssa made it so it would shrink and turn into an object of my choice just by talking to it to conceal it until necessary) while those who had knives or daggers or small swords deflected them. Thalia dodged, wisely not bring Aegis out.
Rachel, who had vigorous training to make up for all those years without camp dodged, too.
They seemed surprised. Then they proceeded to say what we've known and have been waiting for them to say for a while now.
Thalia P.O.V.:
"First of all, good job with the knives. May I ask where you learned your skills?" asked Mrs. Morgan. Simultaneously we answered: "A camp."
"Okay… Anyway, as students of this school, you should know that this is not just a school for exceptional women like you, but a school for spies. And as students of this school, you will be trained as spies. Since you are all 17 and Thalia 16, we'll just go ahead and put you in the junior classes with Cammie, Bex, Liz, and Macey. But we will put you in the Language class with the 7th graders, for now." (A/N: sorry, I forgot what the name of the language class is.)
Then she took a moment to study our faces, that's when she noticed we weren't really surprised. "You don't seem very surprised. May I ask why?"
"Why yes, you may ask," I replied. "We aren't surprised 'cuz we sorta knew about the whole spy thing, already. And if you're wondering how, we have our ways. Wait a sec. R.e.d...?" That's everyone in the room turned to Rachel. "First of all, Thalia, I don't really mind you calling me R.e.d., just don't do it too often," she said. "Now for your guys' dying answer; yes I did know. As usual, you didn't have to tell me."
"All right, now it's clear. We all know," I said. "Now if that's all, would you mind taking us to the dining hall? I'm starving."
They seemed a little shocked, but the blond hottie adult (don't tell Artemis I said that) recovered first. "Well, that isn't all. Have you heard of our sister undercover spy school, Blackthorne?" We nodded. "I kinda thought so. Anyway, we'll have about 50+ juniors coming here temporarily or possibly for the rest of the year coming here in about 3-4 days. That's about all. You may be dismissed to your rooms now."
And so we left, well, with the girls (Cammie, Bex, Liz, and Macey) following us, that is. With my great hearing form being chased by monsters for years, being a huntress, and Zeus' daughter (air waves), I was able to catch some stuff. In summary, they were suspicious of us and were going to try and make us spill something and soon.
*at dinner after usual greeting*
Piper P.O.V.:
We had already finished the dinner greeting thing, and were eating. While we were eating, we could feel at least half of the dining hall's eyes on us (at least I knew I did!). Suddenly, a girl I recognized as Tina-kind of the rumor/gossip queen of the academy (Cammie and the others introduced us to some people)- came up to the girls and I, we were sitting together at a table with Cammie and the others.
"You're the new girls right?" We nodded; then she came and sat in front of me. "Is it true that you were arrested 20 times, served 3 years in juvie in total, became pregnant with some celebrity reject, and killed 100 people in a massacre with your bare hands and 3 rifles?" By now, everyone (as in my group of girls and Cammie's) had either had done a spit take to the poor soul in front of them, was choking on food they were eating, or doing both.
"WHAT?" the girls and I screamed. "Tina, this is one of your most outrageous rumors yet!" said Macey. "Okay. Okay. First of all, HOW, in the name of all things SANE, did you get those ideas! I've been falsely accused of stealing and such a few times; definitely not arrested 20 times and served 3 YEARS in JUVIE. Second, I'm a good girl and I don't have a child, am not planning to have one soon, and I would never do such a thing! I already assume you know who my dad is, thus the celeb reject thing. And THIRD of all, I AM NOT A KILLER!"
"Okay. I guess those were wrong, too. And BTW, I do know who your dad is." Then she turned to Annabeth. "Aren't you one of those three young criminals who turned out to be running away form a phsyco kidnapper along with a cute black haired boy and some other guy with a white-dudes curly brown afro?" "Why yes," Annabeth said. "Yes I am." The others and I were in choruses of 'oh yeah's, and 'that's right's as we recall the story of Annabeth, Percy, and Grover's first quest.
"Hey, um, Cammie, Liz, Bex, Macey, would you mind touring us around some more and telling us about the school?" Annabeth wisely asked before Tina could say anything else. "Sure." said Cammie, noticing we wanted to get away from Tina. "Bye, Tina." I said. "Wait a minute," said Drew. I'm sure the rest 7 of us were holding back groans; we pretty much all had at least one decent reason to hate her. "I think I'll stay with Tina for a while. Wanna hang out?" she asked Tina. "Sure." She said. "Just come to our room when you're done," said Nyssa. "Whatevs," said Drew. Now we all moaned/groaned and pinched the bridges of our noses as they walked away.
"Shall we get going, please? No mean to be pushy," Katie said. "Yeah, our pleasure," said Bex, in her Brit's accent.