Merry AFTER Christmas! Here's your late present!

I wish I made this story sooner to make the Christmas holidays correspond with real life. And I have no idea what a beta is so if somebody could explain that I would really appreciate it.

I do not own PJO, THO, or anything else I did not makeup.

Piper's POV

He just had to be Thalia's sister.

I was walking with Jason around school. I was showing him the buildings, gym, cafeteria, blah, blah, blah. I wasn't really sure what I was saying. I was wrapped up in my thoughts.

Thalia was always protective of her friends. When Percy and Annabeth were going out, she practically strangled Percy when he made Annabeth sad or worried. They were just cousins, just imagine what would happen if someone did that to her little brother.

Do I even like Jason?

I realized I was rambling about random things about the school but he didn't seem to notice. He was just looking at me with those intimidating blue eyes. I pretended not to notice though. It was nice just walking around with him. I didn't want to ruin it by scaring him into thinking he was being a stalker or something.

After a while of silence I asked, "So you're Thalia's brother. How's that like?"

"Well I haven't met her since I was born and so far I've learned she is rude, has a bad temper, and loves rock music so I figure it's awesome," Jason said with a playful tone.

I punched him in the arm. Whoa, his arm feels strong. Wait, I don't focus on guy's physical appearance. "You could have told me that sooner. We've been walking around for ten minutes and you've told me nothing about you."

"Yeah, we have been walking around for a while. When exactly does school even start?"

"In like three minutes so that gives you three minutes to tell me about yourself," I said. He didn't seem up for it at first but I shot him a smile and he got into it.

"I like to hang glide, watch tv, and I like cheeseburgers. My dad is a pilot/astronomer and my principal made me go here. Also, I went to Ceaser High before I came here, I like to watch movies that make you think, like inception; Harry Potter makes me think of my cousin; and I'm afraid of roller coasters," he said in triumph.

I committed those to memory.

I started laughing and said, "Wait. You're not scared of hang gliding but you're scared of roller coasters?"

"Hey! The feeling of your stomach moving around and your body moving without your control, no thank you," he said moving his hands to move the thought away.

The bell rang and I said, "Well everyone has to go to a certain room on the first day to get their schedule. And looking at this paper on the wall," I said as I laid her finger on the paper. I traced down and said, "You're in that room over there."

I walked him over to the room and he peered inside. He seemed so shy it was cute. He walked in and I grabbed his hand, not wanting him to go. I didn't want to tell him that so I just said, "Meet you here during break 'kay?"

Yeah good cover up Piper. His hands are really soft. I resisted the urge to brush his hand on my cheek.

"'Kay," he said with a smile.

I let go reluctantly and went over to my first period. Oh my God. I forgot my schedule from just being with him for fifteen minutes! I went in my jacket's pocket and pulled out my schedule:

Period 1 History

Period 2 Algebra 2

Break

Period 3 English

Period 4 Chemistry

lunch

Period 5 P.E.

Period 6 Greek Mythology

Man, that boy made me lose some memory. I wonder what that could mean.

I walked over to my history class. Mrs. Sanchez was writing something on the board and everyone was talking. I went over to my usual seat in the back. I never liked being the center of attention. I liked being unknown and ominous.

For all they know I could be some deranged lunatic that escaped from an insane asylum. I sometimes acted like the Joker to keep people away from me or just to mess with them. One time I used lipstick to make a smile on my face and wore a green wig. Sometimes I would wear a shirt with the word, "Sit next to me and you die," and no one bothers me.

I wish I had that shirt now because some dude in a Dallas Cowboys jersey with Western jeans and boots sat next to me. He had a superman-haircut and a blinding smile.

"Hey," he said it so it sounded like he was saying the letter "A" really long. "Nice outfit you have on today."

I had no idea what he was talking about. I wanted to smack him in the face. I was about to when Mrs. Sanchez told everyone to go in their seats.

He patted a piece of paper on my desk and said, "Use this soon," then he went to his desk in the front with a bunch of girls.

I unfolded the piece of paper and it had his number on it. Never in a million years would I go out with such a creep. So full of himself. I crumpled the paper and threw it at his head. Mrs. Sanchez didn't see. She was the easiest teacher at school.

All you had to do was read the pages on the board, do the questions, and turn them in. The answers were always obvious and tests were always the same as the questions. I was opening my book to the pages written on the board when Mrs. Sanchez called out, "Group Project!"

That is the worst way to tell us we're having a group project.

"You will all work on pairs. You must act like candidates for an election. You must have a poster and a speech prepared. Tell us why the public should elect you. I shall put you into groups..."

She started going down a list of names. I hated group projects. I didn't like someone going into my home. It was like a safe haven. Plus they usually take pictures and give it to the paparazzi. Finally my name was called.

"Piper and Dylan, and because of an uneven number Drew, Lacey, and Mitchell will be paired together. This will be due in two weeks."

I looked around. I didn't bother to memorize anyone's name. Then a paper airplane landed perfectly on my desk. I unfolded it and the same number was on it with the words, Remember me. Name's Dylan, Got it Memorized?

I can't believe my luck. The douche bag is my partner. He walked over and said, "Looks like I'm your partner."

"Fine," I said with a huff.

"I'm no good with talking so you come up with a speech and I'll make the poster," he said giving me another smile. Probably can't say anything without blinding someone. "Just direct me with your words," he said pushing his desk closer. "I can make anything with these hands, "he started wiggling them in my face.

This guy is such a tool. And a creep. And a conceited neurotic douche. And a-

The bell rang and I stormed out of there.

I ran over to my chemistry class. I couldn't wait to get out of there. Now I had to put up with Dylan for two weeks. I groaned as I walked inside my class. I walked to Mr. Kane's desk ans he handed me a work sheet. He was on the school computer reconfiguring grades. I walked over to my desk at the corner.

It was nice that I had four classes with Leo. We have been best friends since Pre-K. We don't like each other romantically but we are best friends. We know each other inside and out. He is the only one I would actually invite to my house but he usually breaks things or molds things together with a blowtorch.

We had Algebra 2, English, P.E., and Greek Mythology together. I was smiling as I went to my desk. But my smile faded when I saw someone sitting there.

It was Jason.

Do you hate me for putting in Dylan? He was the venti in the beginning. And oh my gods, did you see her schedule? It was almost exactly the same as Jason's in chapter two if you didn't catch that.

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