Blue. All around me.

That's how my day started out. Stuck at the bottom of the school's pool, hoping that my Oracle friend, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, to come pull me out.

I guess should probably explain the situation.

Last night, I made a bet with my mortal friend, Robert Ingrend, that I hold my breath underwater for 7 minutes. Being the Son of Poseidon, it was like a walk in the park, mainly due to the fact that I can breathe underwater as easily as I can on land. Of course, though, being the sly, double crossing traitor that Robert Ingrend was, he somehow managed to tell the school bullies, Jake Adler and his crew (1), about our little bet. And so now, I've got five meaty hands holding me underwater, apparently expecting me to drown.

It is only now that I realize how incredibly stupid Mr. Adler and his gang really is. All this, just for some stupid water balloon fight that they lost on their own.

Anyways, knowing that Rachel would probably see I'm in trouble and come to my rescue (she is the Oracle of Delphi after all), I just waited patiently. Sort of.

Two minutes tick by, maybe three. "Is he still alive?" I hear one of the kids holding me down ask. There was a slight quiver in his voice. Jake grunts. "Think so." he mutters. "Come guys. We taught him his lesson."

I felt the hands begin to pull me up. Realizing the opportunity this offered me, I remained as limp as possible, acting as if I really was unconscious.

One of the kids yelped as I came out of the water. "He's still dry!" he cried. I cursed, forgetting about my automatic ability to remain waterless in water. Oh well. They were probably too slow to wonder why anyways.

Opening my eyes, I threw out my fists, aiming at anything in front of me. They connected with full on with separate noses. Howling in pain, the two boys backed up, letting me go to clutch their faces.

Jake growled, and threw himself at me. I dodged easily, the power of the water still within me. With a loud splash, Jake plunged right into the water, dragging the rest of his minions down with him.

I looked out the window as I got up. Thankfully, nobody heard our little spat. I brushed the dust off my shirt, ignored the flailing and shouts from the pool. Picking up my backpack from the corner of the floor, I walk out the door, giving a mocking salute to the dripping wet boys who had managed to get out of the water.

I collided with a nervous Robert the moment I stepped through the door. "Did you get him?" he asked, "Did you…" Robert's words quickly dwindled off the moment he noticed that it was me. Blood immediately rushed to his face as he saw my expression. "P-p-Percy!" he stuttered. "I thought they- I mean, I'm sorry I told them! They made me spill it all!"

I laughed humorlessly. Robert was just about the strongest person I knew. The day he ever spilled the beans was the day that Mr. O'Leary turned evil and Apollo learned how to make up a decent poem. "Sure they did." I said curtly, brushing my way past him to get to class. Robert hurried with me, shamefaced.

"I'm really sorry." he said again after a long minute of mindless following. "I just though…I just thought that you were going out with Jessica."

I froze mid step, shocked. Jessica McRegus was Robert's girlfriend, and just about everybody in the school knew it. I think even the teachers were in on it. Spinning around to stare at him, my mouth opened and closed like a dying fish. "I…go…what….huh?" I choked, sounding just like Grover whenever he's confused.

Robert blushed. "I thought I heard someone say that she was cheating on me." he muttered, "So when I saw her talk to you yesterday, I thought it was you."

I finally remember how to close my mouth, just in time to send my best death glare to Robert. He flinched.

"She was telling me how my clothes clashed yesterday." I groaned, not believing that this was all over a girl. A girl for crying out loud! "Not exactly what you call a good relationship starter."

Robert paled so quickly, it was almost comical. "I-uh-I…" he stuttered, unable to get his thoughts out. I smirked.

"Glad this cleared some things up for you man." I said, patting him on the back. He looked down, ashamed.

"So…you're not mad at me anymore?" he whispered tentatively after another long minute of silence, a sliver of hope in his voice. My eyebrows rose.

"Oh no." I said, "That doesn't even begin to cover for what I just went through. You've got a whole lot of making up to do."

Robert shrugged. Finally deciding not to follow me, he stopped by a water fountain to take a quick drink.

I grinned.

After a familiar tug in my gut, the water in the fountain suddenly exploded, and spewed itself at Robert's face. He sputtered, and his head jerked up from the broken pipe work.

I chuckled. He spun around to stare at me, unhinged.

"Yeah." I said, smirking. "A lot of making up to do."

Yeah, I know this isn't my best work. Still, how did you like it?

In case you didn't know, I'm gonna make this a series of one-shots.

(1) If you read my last chapter, you'll know who this guy is

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