Oh. My. Gods. It has been SOOOO long since I've updated! I know! I'm so sorry! I've had the worst case of writers block, but sportschic5646 helped me hurry a lil' bit, thanks JANYWHO, I'm ready to continue, so I hope you like it tons, mmk?

PREVIOUSLY:

"Well, that was awkward."

You can say that again.

PERCY'S POV:

The rest of the night went pretty much the same; people stared, Grover freaked, dinner was over, we ran and hid from the big bad scary wizards (note the sarcasm). I was kind of ticked at that stupid hat for making me look bad, but I got over it when Annabeth started on again about the 'amazing architecture like no other I've EVER seen before that blows my mind, I just cant wrap my brain around how they built it, because the scope is off the chart, and blah blah blah blah, etc…'. Let's just say I went to bed early. By that I mean I got up from the couch in the common room and hauled arse to the boys dormitory, my fingers in my ears while I screamed over and over, "La la la la!" My girlfriend wasn't happy.

But it's okay, tomorrow we start classes and she'll be too caught up in her studies to care whether or not her boy toy is acting like a three year-old.

The next day…

Ughh, six AM, why do British people get up so early?

"Percy, get up, it's time to get ready for school," Harry said. He dragged the covers off of me, probably enjoying himself immensely as I groaned and covered my head with my pillow.

"Percy, seriously, GET UP, we have to get ready!" He repeated.

"I can hear you smiling," I said, my voice muffled by the pillow. He laughed outright, along with all the other guys in the room. I had a feeling they were all sitting up in bed, staring at the lazy American 'new guys'. I looked over to Grover's bed, he had his head in his pillow, his furry hindquarters up in the air. I did NOT need to know the pattern of his boxers, which happened to be all he wore to bed.

"Dude, sick!" I said, throwing my pillow at him as reluctantly got up. He moaned and all of the guys chorused "EWWW!" or "Gross!" at the same time.

He got up and ten minutes later we were all downstairs and dressed, waiting for the girls.

Hermione, Annabeth and Thalia came out, and we started out to go get breakfast. Hermione and Annabeth looked refreshed (morning people, makes me sick), but Thalia looked like me and Grover, her hair was mussed, and her eyes were half closed, dark circles ringing the bottom. We moved like zombies through the corridors, until we arrived at the hall. We sat down with Harry and them and waited for the food to appear on the table.

As we dug in the dining hall suddenly went silent. I heard three sets of footsteps heading towards our table. I looked up at Harry, who sat across from me. He was looking above my head. I turned around and almost spit out my Lucky Charms.

Standing behind me was a guy that looked like an albino eel. His white-blonde hair was slicked back, and his icy white eyes were trained on Harry. The two oafs behind him reminded me of the twin Fatboys from Alice in Wonderland.

"So, Potter, you've finally reduced yourself to hanging out with muggles." The boy spit out the word like it was the worst cuss word he could imagine.

"Go away Malfoy, no one wants you here." Harry said lamely. I glared at him. He could of done better, 'cause I didn't like this kid. He was calling me and my friends weird names.

"Hey, who do you think you are? And what did you call me and my friends?" I said, standing up.

"Draco Malfoy, pureblood. And I called you a muggle, you filthy little mudblood." He said. THAT made me mad. I didn't know what it meant, but I don't like being called names.

I stepped right up to him, glaring down at him from my height. I was a good two feet taller than. I towered over him as his eyes went wide.

"Are you gonna take that back, Malfoy?" I said, in a really low and soft voice. I heard Thalia stifle a laugh behind me.

"Uhh, erm, I mean. M-my father will-" He started.

"And you know what my father will do?" I say, cutting him off. "My father is Poseidon, God of the Seas, and I guarantee that he won't like some albino daddy's boy calling me names. But I don't need my father to protect me. If you're gonna mess with me and my friends? You're gonna mess with me and my friends only."

If possible, his eyes got WIDER, and he backed up a step. He seemed to gather himself, taking comfort in the distance. I put on my best glare (which is pretty scary, mind you).

He squared his jaw.

"My father will hear about this. And you will not like the results." Oaf number one and two nodded their heads vigorously, looking much like bobble heads.

"Ooh, scary." I deadpanned. Thalia didn't bother holding in the laughter.

His nostrils flared, and swirled to make his robes fly around him. He stomped off like an angry toddler towards his table. I hoped we wouldn't see him again too soon, I'm not very fond of him.

I turned and sat back down as chatter in the hall began again. Annabeth was reading a book, Grover was stuffing his face, Thalia was giggling and making punching gestures, and Ron, Harry, and Hermione's faces portrayed shock. I shrugged my shoulders and went back to eating.

"Students, quiet down. I have an announcement to make." Dumbledore said. The talking ceased immediately.

"There will be no classes today-QUIEETTT! As I was saying, there will be no classes today. We will be having a demonstration after breakfast. It shouldn't last too long, you will have the rest of the day to pursue your own personal endeavors and whatnot." He could barely control the noise as everyone whispered excitedly about what they were going to do today. Then it dawned on them.

"Wait, demonstration? What do you mean?" Hermione said loudly, to be heard over the dying noise.

"Because we know hardly anything of these demigods' powers, they will show us." He said.

Annabeth, Thalia, Grover and I all dropped our jaws.

Before we could protest he continued, "Now, carry on with your breakfasts."

Well, this is going to be interesting.

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