Now, this was a hard decision. Put it in a magician's point of view or a demigod's. I chose a magician's POV so they can be curious of Percy and Annabeth. I love writing in suspicion! BTW I'm over exaggerating mortals being lazy, but I like to show that the demigods and the magicians are super strong and athletic.

Poll:

Bast: 9

Coach Hedge: 11 (Don't think I didn't catch you voting twice for him, Carissa. ;) ;D Clever idea, but it didn't work.)

Both: 6

P.S: I try to use only two options, but more than two people chose both, so yah. I added a third category. I guess you can choose both, but if three people or more don't also choose both, it won't be a category.

Dear AnimeAndPercyJacksonAreAwesome: Yes! Coach is a bit loud. I love how you worded that. Thanks for the review and making smile! :D

Dear mazzam: You fired him?! Poor Coach Hedge! Lol. Thanks, you made me smile too! :)

Dear May a Chance: Oh my gods! You're probably right. I looked at a random New York swim record website, and I based it off of that. I tweaked the numbers for less time by quite a bit because I really like Percy being able to swim fast, but I might have gone a bit over board. Thanks so much for catching that! I really dislike it when my stories have facts wrong. I changed it.

Saira: Good question idea! I'm actually using it this chapter. (You'll get the credit you deserve, don't worry! It's at the bottom.)

Everyone that reviewed gets this:

(::) x 100,000,000. Enjoy! They're Sally's blue chocolate chip. Thanks you guys so much for the motivation!

Carter

By the time ten minutes were up, the mortals had ran three or four laps. Walt, Sadie and I had ran nine laps, and Percy and Annabeth had ran twelve. They were still laughing and joking with each other without breaking a sweat. And I thought I was in shape from training. (Not playing favorites. This is around the lines of a comment Carter made in Son of Sobek.)

Everyone walked over to Coach Hedge out of breath. Except for -of course- Percy and Annabeth.

"Alright, Cupcakes. Are you tired?" Coach Hedge asked, shouting. Everyone nodded, most people nodded, almost panting. Coach Hedge made a frustrated expression. "I said no whimpy cupcakes! Drop and give me twenty!" All of the students groaned except for us magicians and Annabeth and Percy. We even started doing push ups. "All right then, whimpy cupcakes." He spat in disgust. "DROP AND GIVE ME FIFTY!"

Holy Horus he was loud! It felt like my eardrums were splitting. The mortals immediately dropped and did fifty push ups to get him to stop yelling and to stop adding more pushups.

He continued with one more line, though. "AND PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!" That got some weird looks and a bit of giggles, but Annabeth and Percy just cracked up.

I casted them a confused look.

Percy saw it, and mouthed with a smile, Inside joke. He also looked a bit sad, though. It was as if remembering some unhappy memories with the joke.

He then did a perfect push up with little effort. I was surprised at how it looked like he was using the effort of picking up a feather, when the other mortals looked like they had hippos on their backs. I nudged Sadie and Walt.

"He's really strong." I noted. "I wonder how he got that way."

"I don't know, but like you said, watch out for him. He's got this power that I can't seem to place." Walt stated. "Not to mention his aura. Remember, he could be a minor god." He then added thoughtfully, "But I don't seem to recognize them. Even in the duat."

I grunted in response, and continued to do pushups.

Eventually I, along with everyone else, was done with my push ups.

"You done with your fifty?" Coach asked. The kids nodded fearfully. "Good."

I could hear almost every kid sigh in relief.

"Now." He continued. My peers sucked in their breath again. "There will be a special treat tomorrow." He looked pointedly at Percy and Annabeth. The students released their breath once more. "For some people." He mumbled, but not many seemed to hear that part. "Class dismissed. I don't really care what you do, buy Percy and Annabeth, stay."

Everyone cheered to escape exercise. They really were lazy. Run ten minutes and do fifty push ups and you can't bear to do more. Try saving the world. That'll give you a major workout and definitely build your endurance.

Everyone got up to leave. I did too, but slowly. I grabbed Sadie and Walt's shirts.

"Wait!" I whisper. "Slowly." They nod, getting the message. We rose slowly, trying to hear what Coach Hedge, Annabeth, and Percy were saying, and watching them from the corner of our eyes.

"So, Chuck can-" Annabeth whispered the last part again, but she was clearly overjoyed.

Coach nodded violently with a smile.

"Where is Mellie now? With Piper's dad and Chuck?" Percy asked.

"Yes." Coach responded glumly.

"You miss them, don't you?" Annabeth infers.

Coach nods again, but this time solemnly.

"Has anyone told the truth to Piper's dad yet? Again. Will anyone ever-" Percy started, but lost my vision of him, so I couldn't read his lips, hear him.

"Who is Piper, and why is her dad with this Mellie, and his baby, Chuck?" Walt asked.

"More importantly, what is 'the truth'?" I say.

"Wait, you don't think it's Piper McLean, do you?" Sadie asked excitedly, but Walt and I just stared at her with confusion written on our faces. She sighed. "Triston McLean's daughter?"

We continued to stare.

"The super hot movie star?" More stares. "No? Okay. You get the point, right? A celebrity."

"Oh." I said, dragging the word out.

"Only you would know who he is, Sadie." Walt chuckled.

"And how do you guys know Chuck is his baby?" Sadie questioned stupidly, bringing our main subject back. Sort of.

"Because," I sigh. "He said earlier. Where you even listening?"

"I think I've been asked this question three times today, and the answer never changes." Sadie replies with a falsely sweet smile.

I just sigh again. Walt smiles lightly.

"So, do you guys think we should talk to them again?" Walt asks.

"Hmm." Sadie thinks. "I guess. Like I said before, they're really nice. Plus, it seems likely they know Lacy."

"Wait." Walt says. "Did you guys realize that we haven't see Lacy at all today?"

"Oh yah. Strange. Maybe we'll see her tomorrow." I say, dismissing the subject. I don't really know her. I just met her at an uncomfortable dance Sadie forced me to attend.

I didn't want her to get hurt, or get into danger, or anything, but she was just a mortal. She probably was just unlucky enough to get sick on the first day of school or something. She was most likely fine.

"I hope so. Lacy is really good looking, but she's also kind. That's a rare combination. I don't know how she pulls off pigtails and braces, but she does." Sadie comments.

"Apparently it's not that rare of a combination if Percy and Annabeth are nice like you said, but Percy seems sort of off to me based off of Carter's conversation with him." Walt adds.

"Yah, I guess. Let's just change out of these gym clothes. They make me feel like a garbage can." She looks down at the silver-gray gym uniform with disgust, then runs into the girl's changing room.

Walt and I exchange a glance at her uncharacteristically girly moment, shrug, then follow her lead to get out of the ugly uniform.

OOH! I know what the surprise is! It's actually quite obvious if you think about it. You children of Athena, don't ruin it for the children of Poseidon! Those seaweed brains will have to be left curious. Ha ha. ;D

Sort of short chapter. Okay, short chapter. Sorry! The next one will be long, I swear on the River Styx! *Thunder booms* Well, a promise is a promise. I better get to work!

CHALLENGE:

I dare you to tell me what you think happened to Lacy! Whoever gets it right will get unlimited supply of Sally's blue chocolate chip cookies, and a shout out at the chapter that I reveal what really happened. It should be the next chapter. I hope you accept the challenge. Good luck!

QUESTION:

Party ponies or Centar Fish aka: Ichthyocentaurs. Thank you mazzam and Bianca Valdez! (I totally didn't think to look up the real name. That's just me being stupid and a seaweed brain. ;)

This is Saira's question. Thanks for it, Saira!