AN: IT IS DECIDED! I will make Henry find out. Also, I will start putting Dick Figures reference here.
Thank you for all those who reviewed! Love you all guys! And I posted new vids, edited more music, played Club Penguin (I have no idea why). And guess what? I'm RENTING my HOH! I still got five more guys BEGGING for my book!
And guys, yesterday in my field trip, I cried. Yes, I fucking cried. I fell into a swamp, discovered there are leeches, got suffocated by a rope, and almost got a cramp. Then in the rappelling thing, I almost fell because of the stupid belaying guy. He pulled the rope and my hand slipped. AGH! Fuck HIM WITH A BALLOON STICK! (It's Viria's thing)
Anyways, that was random.
DISCLAIMER MINI-FIC
Me: Epic montage...
Blue: NO! That song is annoying, fucking(More colorful words)
Nico: Oh, great. Now we have a cursing contest?
Lord Tourette: Butterflies are so (the syndrome is engaged) FUCKING, DAMN, SHIT, PISSING, ASS FART!
Red: BOOBS!
Stacy: Hey big boy. *winks at Nico*
Me: GET THE FUCKING SHIT DAMN FAP FAGGOT AWAY FROM MY NICO YOU MOTHERFUCKING WHORE!
Everyone: ...
Do not own anything. Sorry for the VIOLENT language.
Henry's POV
Gym started a bit late. Percy Jackson sat on the bleachers, fingering one of the blunt tipped swords. He looked bored.
He was the one who was bullied. Yet he was thought to be a criminal.
"OKAY!" Coach Miller looked proudly at the swords. "My swords are pretty good, eh?"
"Badly forged," Percy finally looked up. "Ideal for beginners of swordplay."
"Playing the smartass, huh Jackson?" Jared sneered. He still had a black-eye when Percy beat him up.
"I see you still talk," Percy smirked. "I thought I damaged you completely."
Everyone laughed. Coach yelled at us to get a sword.
"Do not destroy the swords", he said. "It came from a camp at Long Island Sound."
Percy coughed. "Camp?"
"Yes, why?"
He shrugged. Jared and the other jocks rolled their eyes at him. What jerks.
"We have a new teacher for this subject," Coach announced. "Her name is Annabeth Chase. She is also seventeen." With that, he left.
Then a blond girl holding a sword that seemed to be made of ivory approached us. She wore an orange shirt that said CAMP. I couldn't make out the other words.
"I'm Annabeth, your-" She was cut off by Jared. "Hey baby. I know that you're my future wife."
She glared at him. "I'd rather kiss Medusa than be with some asshole who thinks he could get anyone."
"I like it feisty."
"I like you dead."
Annabeth glared at him again, before announcing that we would get partners. I took Leila, and everyone else paired with their girlfriends. Except for Jared and Percy.
"Percy," Annabeth's voice was soft. "Use your sword."
He nodded and went out. Minutes later, he came back with a bronze sword.
"Why did he have a sword like that? I want one too!" Jared whined.
Percy stepped up." Oh please, fuck yourself with a cactus. You sound like a pathetic three-year old whining for Barbie."
'Three-year old screaming for Barbie' turned purple with rage. Annabeth seemed to notice the tension and told us to watch her fight Percy.
"He's dead," Dexter jeered. The others laughed.
Then Percy and Annabeth both got into battle stances and attacked. They expertly dodged each other, and it was as if they predicted each other's moves. Then CLANG! Both of their sword flew. They disarmed each other.
"Still the best, Seaweed Brain." Annabeth went over and kissed him. We gaped at them.
"Not as good as you," Percy replied.
Next piece of Percy is now mine.
