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Just cause I feel like an ass for not updating in two months, I'm gonna update three times...in one day! YEAH! Anyway, Spring Break starts next week and it lasts a week, I think. I'll update a chapter or two during it. I have thirteen chapters written, so, yeah. Anyway, enjoy and Please let me know what you think. If you want to know what's been going on the last two months continue reading and if you don't then just go ahead and read the chapter. I don't owe anything except for my OC's (Owned Characters).

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Anyway, after Winter break I returned to school. I have Pre-Advanced Geometry and I ended up having to leave it because I was barely a month in and I was already failing hard with a 50. (Ouch, I know.) I still have Pre-Advanced English II class and my Pre-Advanced Biology class. My girlfriend broke up with me soon after Winter Break (yes, I am bisexual. I am a girl and I like both girls and boys, if anyone has a problem with that, please keep your comments to yourself and if you really want to tell me something bout it, PM, don't spam my stories with hate (sorry if it sounded rude but I am really tired of people judging for being different)). My artist friend introduced me to My Chemical Romance, Coheed and Cambria, Fall Out Boy, and much more.

A few months ago, I started dating a guy named *censored because he'd kill me if I put his name to the public*. Two or three weeks later, he broke up with me on a Friday. I did the most unlike-me thing and cried and became depressed (that's not like me, I don't get depressed over guys, that freaked me out a lot. Still is freaking me out, actually.) I became an Ass to him for a little but now we are back to being friends (although a bit distant). I am no longer interested in dating and have decided that I will become an Old Cat Lady person. Uhm, I got my writing inspiration back and wrote more for this story. My best friend is going to move and now she's sorta being a pain in the ass but she is my best friend so I kinda gotta put up with the pain. I'm going back to goth, except this time I'm not going to hide it from everyone. I'm at a lost for the Paul Meets the Gods story I was supposed to write so long ago. (If you are a reader who liked my Paul Meets Percy's Friends story, please send me an idea for the first chapter, it's going to be Zeus. You will receive full credit.)

I think that's all

Enjoy.

Percy's POV

"…Now after that, I'm going to need three volunteers."

No one raised their hands and I kept my head down so the teacher wouldn't pick me. There was silence for a while and I was worried that she might be considering picking me. After what felt like forever Paul screamed at the teacher.

"Just choose Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, and Dylan Arctic."

Dylan groaned as I turned around and glared at a laughing Paul. I stood up along with Annabeth and walked to the front of the classroom. The teacher gave me a banana and a condom and gave the same things to Annabeth and Dylan.

"Alright, I want you three to put the condom on the marked end of the banana without tearing it."

"That's not hard." Dylan murmured.

"Then you should have no problem at all."

"Wait, hold a second." Annabeth said. "I'm afraid I'm missing a penis. Why would I need to know how to put a condom on a banana if I don't have a penis?"

"Trust me sweety, you'll need to know."

Annabeth gave her a weird look but kept quiet. Okay, now I'm a guy. I have a dick. Most people would expect me to know how to use a condom, right? Well, I'm not planning on putting my meat in my girlfriend's taco anytime soon. So yeah, I have no idea on how to use a freaking condom.

"Mrs. Pumphard," I had to try to say her name without laughing, "may I skip this, please? I don't plan on putting my meat in my girlfriend's taco any time soon. I am not ready to use up my salsa."

Beside me I heard Annabeth murmur. "You're not ready to use your salsa but my taco wants the meat, hell I'll provide my own salsa."

I looked at her weirdly but before I could have the chance to ask her anything, the teacher told us to just put the condom on the banana. After battling with the condom wrapper for a while, I managed to put the dam thing on the freaking banana.

"I'm done," I said. "May I sit now?"

"Well, you broke the condom and put it on the wrong end of the banana. That's normally not good." She said. "But sure you can."

"I'm done as well." Annabeth said.

"It's ripped." The teacher stated

"Yeah, I'm screwed in the future."

Annabeth came to sit down with me and Dylan declared that he was done. Okay, I had to kick myself so I wouldn't laugh. Not only was his condom torn, his banana was in half and squished. Paul was in the back of the classroom laughing his butt off and eating popcorn.

"How did-" the teacher stopped herself. "You know what never mind, just give me the poor banana and go sit down."

"We are so screwed in the future." I whispered to Annabeth.

She chuckled but agreed. The teacher taught us the proper way on how to put a condom on the banana and passed around a basket with condoms. Everyone was looking at me weirdly when I took to the basket from Annabeth and passed it to Athena, as if it was a big deal that neither my girlfriend nor I got any condoms.

For some odd reason, Athena was glaring at me as if she wanted to kill me. I chose to ignore her glare as best as possible and turned to look at the teacher. She put the box of bananas and condoms on the utility cart and put two huge boxes on the science table.

"When I call your names, come forward." She said. "Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase."

Annabeth and I walked to the front as the teacher check our names off her clipboard.

"Gender?"

"Uhm…Doesn't matter?"

The teacher opened one of the boxes up and took out a freaking realistic baby doll. She gave it to Annabeth along with a shopping bag and made us sit down. She kept calling out names until Jack and Destiny were last on her list. Everyone was weirded out by the dolls, that much was clear. The teacher began to explain that the dolls were our two week long assignment. The baby had a little speaker in its chest so that it would cry, coo, and basically do any sounds real babies do. She told us that we had to everything for the baby as if it were real for the next two weeks.

When the bell rang, I grabbed Annabeth by the wrist and pulled her out of the classroom before Paul could torture us. I walked as fast as I possibly could to the lockers and put my back against the locker doors. My friends were right behind me and they were looking at me as if I overreacted.

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Question of the Chapter: How's your life been for the past two months?