I ran after Grover and hoped that he knew where Mr. Brunner's/Chiron's class was. You might be thinking, 'how do you forget where your favorite teacher's classroom was in just five years? Wow Percy That's really dumb.' To that I say alright, how about this. Think back five or six years ago to your school to a particular class and try find it, in your head, navigate that. You may or may not have been able to find it, but then factor in five years' worth of battles, different schools to memorize, and close to one year of memory loss, all there to confuse you. Don't blame me for not remembering where some stupid Latin class was.

It seemed like Grover did know where it was, because after several twists and turns down hallways that I vaguely remembered, he stopped outside of a door that had a picture of a laurel wreath taped onto it and a sign that read MR. BRUNER LATIN. I braced myself for the awkwardness of coming into Chiron's classroom knowing his secret before he knew that I knew it and slowly opened the door.

I let out a sigh when I saw his familiar face. His beard looked a bit less gray which sounded odd since he's immortal. I assumed that it was because he had been under a ton of stress lately. He frowned when he saw us and said in an exasperated, teacherly voice,

"Mr. Jackson, Mr. Underwood, why are you late to my class?"

Grover stumbled out some excuse about clocks and pants and I realized that I would have to take charge.

"I'm really sorry sir," I said smoothly. "It won't happen again. We were just caught off guard by my alarm and I hurt my foot stepping on a can so Grover helped me."

Not bad, but Annabeth could do better.

He raised an eyebrow and replied. "Alright Mr. Jackson. You and your friend can sit down now. Please refrain from drinking soda in your for in the future."

Grover gave me a thankful look and I smiled. It was nice to be the confident one.

We took our seats and I looked at the board. At first u groaned at the thought of school work but when the letters became clear and I instantly knew how to read the words I grinned. Wait a second… I know Latin and Greek… this class is going to be so easy! I can actually pass!

I was so caught up in my daydreams of being awesome at life that I didn't realize that 'Mr. Brunner' had been talking.

"Mr. Jackson," came his voice, slashing through my consciousness.

"Hmmmm… Whaaa? I mean… Sir?" I stammered.

"I believe that I was asking how to conjugate Latin verbs." He said impatiently. He obviously didn't think I knew the answer. Well, the twelve year-old me had no living clue what that answer was, but the seventeen year-old one did.

"Well sir," I answered, trying to keep the smugness out of my voice. "There are different endings for each tense. Say you wanted to say 'I love dinner'. You take the first person singular ending and tack it on to the Latin word for to love while dropping a suffix. In this case it would be amare or to love and since the endings are O-I, S-you, T-he, she, and it, MUS-we, TIS-you all, NT-they. So I love dinner would become Amo Canae." In my head, I added an 'At least that's what Annabeth told me.' Just for good measure.

The class was silent with surprise at my clearly correct answer, until Mr. Brunner/Chiron spoke.

"…Very good Mr. Jackson you are exactly right. Now can anyone tell me…?"

He pretty much went on like that until five minutes until class ended when he passed out a bright green sheet. I didn't really care what it said, and I didn't remember from my past personal experience, so I figured that I could wait for Chiron to tell us, and sure enough, once everyone had a flyer he continued.

"I'm sure that you all have heard about our trip to the museum tomorrow and I just wanted to brush up on a few last minute things."

Oh no. The museum, Nancy, the fountain, Mrs. Dodds, Riptide. I remembered that day like it was yesterday and though I had often thought about it, I still didn't know what I was going to do. I mean, the same thing was going to happen. Nancy would make fun of Grover, I would probably explode the fountain, and Mrs. Dodds/Alecto would try and kill me. How would it effect everything for me to mess up one thing?

I thought over it and when the bell rang for the next class I got up and ran to my room. It was harder with my younger body, but my room wasn't very far. I had to find a map or a schedule for the day. I started to rummage through my things when I heard the telltale sound of "You have a call pending. Except call?" It was an Iris Message.

I had no clue who would be trying to contact me. As far as I knew, you couldn't make calls to other times. I knew that the only way to find out would be to accept the call so I took a step toward the shimmering image and said,

"Yes. I accept the call."

The face was one I didn't exactly expect. It was Chiron, but it was the future Chiron, the one whom I knew so well. With him, was the entire war council containing every single cabin councilor, Thalia, and Grover. They were all staring worriedly at me and it was a bit creepy. Something was up and I probably wouldn't like it. One thing was for sure, you can make calls from across times.

"Percy," Chiron looked relieved but very confused. "What's wrong with your face? Where are you? I-Is that Yancy academy? In your old dorm room? Percy what is going on? Where is Annabeth? What is wrong with your face?!"

I had seen my face in a bathroom mirror earlier that day so I knew what he had been talking about. It had freaked me out too at first.

I started to explain the situation.

"Yeah I'm fine and there's something going on and I didn't do anything this time. I think I'm in the wrong time... but… wait… what about Annabeth? Chiron, where is she!"

"You mean she isn't with you?" Thalia spoke up ignoring the fact that I had just stated that I had time traveled.

"Uhhhhhhh"

"Percy Jackson! You don't know where she is? You're hopeless! I can't believe you… ARG!"

"I swear. I didn't I…" but Thalia had already stormed out to most likely shoot pictures of my head and throw them into the rock wall. I glared in her direction before looking to the others.

"Hurry up, I'm already late for math class and Mrs. Dodds will kill me. Possibly with poison."

"Mrs. Dodds? As in the… Percy you are at Yancy. What were you saying about time travel?"

"Listen Chiron, I just woke up here."

The campers still looked surprised but Chiron looked skeptical.

"That's impossible Percy. We couldn't be able to contact you, something must have just de-aged you...unless…"

I finished for him. "Unless a god was allowing me. See, I think that I was sent here by the gods and that they're the ones allowing this call. If I'm correct, then they also sent Annabeth back with me."

Chiron looked thoughtful "That might explain why we couldn't contact Annabeth... If she was in the same situation but the gods only wanted us to talk to you..."

"Yeah that's probably right" I said.

Suddenly I heard movement from behind the door and I franticly whispered.

"Someone's coming. I have to go bye," and I waved a hand through the mist of the IM. Just as Grover walked in and gave me a funny look.

"Percy! Where have you been? Mrs. Dodds was furious and is definitely going to give you detention."

I inwardly laughed. Detention was the least of my worries right now. I quickly stopped when I realized that Grover could feel emotions seeing that I knew it would weird him out that I thought detention was funny.sure enough, he looked at me suspiciously and warily asked.

"Were you just talking to someone?"

"Uhhh… me? Oh… Yea. My mom. She... uh said hey… and uhh... yeah."

"Oh… alright. So… are you coming to Dodds?"

I definitely wasn't ready to face her just yet.

"Nah I'm gonna stay here until the next class. You can stay too."

"Oh… um… no thanks… She thinks I'm going to the bathroom and actually I value my life...so-"

"It's okay G-man. Go ahead." I said, and I sat back on my bed, trying to find a solution to my major problem.

..

I paced around my cabin, going over the facts of this time problem or whatever it was. I formed a short list in my head:

1. I am in the past.

2. I don't know if anyone else from the future is with me.

3. People who are evil and/or dead in the future are walking around perfectly fine now.

4. Chiron and Grover are away at some school with Percy who may or may not be from the future/present day.

5. I am completely and utterly without a plan.

I knew that two of my assessments (two and four) could only be solved by simply waiting for Percy, but it went against everything I had been through and trained for to just sit back and let time go on without any strategy. Athena always has a plan. That's our motto and I've always planned to stick with it until the end. Now, pacing in my cabin, surrounded by inventions, books, and designs all built by people who live by the same code, I wasn't sure if it was even possible.

I consoled myself my repeating. Waiting is a plan. Waiting is a plan. Over and over in my head. I sat down and tried clearing my head by thinking about Percy, and all of our adventures. When first found him outside of camp, when we went on our first quest. Then it hit me. If I was back in time, that meant Percy and Grover would be returning at the end of the school year which was about… oh… two months away. At least that was enough of time to formulate a new scheme… hopefully.