Now this is a special treat! I ended up retreating to writing after texting a friend (only to be hurt subconsciously by them) and then to be hurt by another friend (subconsciously) as well. Unfortunately, those are the whims of technology in the twenty-first century.

Going on, this was lucky for you guys! This chapter took... about an hour to type? Considering I had to keep thinking up scenarios. Anyhow; hope you enjoy it!

Jonas Penn

Jonas was tired of running into people at weird places.

It was Wednesday, just an average day at school. He'd been asked to go get a mop from the janitor's closet (Beth had threw up. Again.) as well as to keep an eye out for the Stoll brothers.

In any case, he'd headed down the empty 300 hallway and opened the janitor closet…

To two identical boys, save for their heights. The Stoll brothers. Travis and Connor. Go figure. Along with a guy he knew to be Leo and a girl, Piper.

All four pairs of eyes landed on him the moment he walked through the door frame.

"Uh, hi. I'm looking for mops. And. You need to come back to class…?" He asked rather than stating the sentence like a command.

Leo pushed through the Stoll brothers and put both hands on his hips to seem intimidating, although it didn't look that way. If possible, it made him look even scrawnier.

"Sorry pal! We can't go to class. First off, I'm not cheating on Calypso. And I would never do a thing to my bro Jason. Second, this is top secret business!" Jonas' head swam.

Travis Stoll pushed past Leo. "That's exactly right!"

"You'll ruin everything!" Connor added.

"I… will?" Jonas asked uncertainly.

"It's already happening," Connor shrieked, pointing at Piper, who blinked and began to open her mouth when her eyes suddenly filled up with tears.

"Sorry, man, but you're making the girl sad. You see…" Travis said.

"We're holding a therapy session," Connor continued.

"Go on, Piper," Leo finished.

Jonas swore Piper gave the threesome a ferocious glare through her tear-brimmed eyes before turning to him.

"IT'S HIM," she bawled, pointing at Jonas. "HE CHEATED ON ME!" Piper wailed before punching him, fatherly hardly, three times on his chest.

"WHAT?! I, I NEVER CHEATED ON ANYONE. MUCH LESS HAD A GIRLFRIEND. I, I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" Jonas cried in alarm, bewildered.

"MR. PENN. YOU HAVE ALREADY MADE THE GIRL VERY UNSTABLE AND UPSET," Leo roared. He and the other three boys then pushed him out, closed the janitor closet door, before opening it again and throwing two mops at him with very accurate aim. Both hit his head.

Terrified by the events going on in the closet, Jonas had quickly retreated to return to his class, but swore (for the millionth time that hour) that he'd heard something like:

"IM GOING TO KILL YOU VALDEZ. I DON'T NEED THERAPY. AND HE DEFINITELY WAS NOT MY EX-BOYFRIEND!"

The second encounter was about a week after the first one, on a Saturday. He was in his school again, although not for class, no. He was cleaning up the basement, for volunteer hours. He had stepped through the threshold when (one) the lights were already on and (two) he heard voices.

"Are the rounds organized?" A male voice asked.

"Mm," a female's voice replied.

He peeked in, and found several old, rickety chairs in a circle, all of them occupied by a teenager. Terrified that it would be a therapy session (why couldn't they host therapy sessions in proper places?!), Jonas backed up, only to trip on the dust (is it possible to trip on dust?) and land on his bunk. A thunk resounded around the basement.

Footsteps came, and Jonas came face to face with a guy, about seventeen years old, with tousled black hair and intense green eyes. He looked a lot like Percy Jackson, the guy winning all the swimming competitions, but what a jock would be doing in a dusty school basement on a Saturday, Jonas couldn't say.

The guy's face lit up (although it was hard to tell with the dim lights) when he saw Jonas.

"We have a spectator!" He announced to the rest of the people in the basement.

"Come sit!" A girl with blonde hair called, before getting up to get another rickety chair. Everyone moved back, creating a bigger circle, and the girl put the chair down between a big girl with stringy brown hair and a a crazily grinning boy… which so happened to be Leo. (Why does him coming to school on a Saturday not surprise me? Jonas asked himself)

"Oh, and by the way Clarisse," the blonde girl said, addressing the the big girl, "try not to maim, wound, or kill him. And no, you can't pinch him or punch him either." Clarisse seemed disappointed in that, but still grunted loudly and menacingly.

"Now," the girl said, turning toward him, "sit!" Jonas had no choice, but to do as commanded.

The competition was… strange to say the least. Each person had their own "weapon", which ranged from pens to hairspray to rulers and even ripping a pipe from the wall (that was Clarisse) and Jonas was glad that water no longer pumped through the basement. That would have been devastating.

In the end, it seemed as if the black haired dude they called "Percy" (there was no way in Hell he was THE Percy Jackson; THE Percy Jackson definitely wouldn't hang out with these guys, and plus, since when did he "pretend sword fight" with a bronze pen?) had won.

All the other people left, and Jonas was considerably forgotten, and he made his way up from the basement after spending a quiet five minutes by himself in the basement.

He was pleased, however, that he got still got the three hours of volunteer work signed, even if he hadn't cleaned up anything. He'll just have to pretend some teenagers messed up the basement (which was actually true; the basement had been left with a wreck, what with crushed chairs and a few dents in the floors and walls).

Nevertheless, he labeled the teenagers in the basement as "having mental issues". Whoever hosts "marker-pen-ruler-pipe" fights in the basement of a school? To Jonas, that was like asking for trouble. Not only that, however, but he also labeled them as being "excessively violent". It wouldn't surprise him if they gutted their stuffed animals or burned up their living rooms on a daily basis.

Jonas would have one more… very digitally hacked encounter of them however.

He was walking in Times Square, when he noticed everyone gawking at the jumbotrons. Talk about manners, he was sure drool was coming out of some teenager's mouths. Although they were, interestingly enough, all guys. Meanwhile, squeals were coming from everywhere. Girls.

Jonas sighed and looked up. This is what he heard and saw:

Behold, Leo Valdez's (Supreme Commander of the [destroyed {curse you, dirt-face!}] Argo II) Presentation of:

The Seven.

And some other people.

A picture of seven people showed up.

After about five seconds, the picture transitioned.

This is Percy Jackson. Yes, THE Percy Jackson. He enjoys swimming (duh) and nearly destroyed the world with a nose bleed. Distinct character traits: oblivious toward girls, brave, charismatic (the Hades that means), loyal, and endearingly stupid (according to Annabeth).

A picture of THE Percy Jackson showed up, and out of Jonas' peripheral vision, he was sure he saw a few girls swoon, and even faint.

This is Annabeth Chase. Yes, THE Annabeth Chase, the girl who won all the MATHletes competition and who knows what else. She enjoys reading (dyslexia doesn't slow her down a bit!), and is known for judo-flipping guys. Distinct character traits: judgemental, extremely smart, brave, prideful.

A picture of THE Annabeth Chase showed up, and this time, several girls scowled, and several boys' drools started dripping toward the ground.

This is Jason Grace. He enjoys flying and hates being called "Superman". Distinct character traits: oblivious to girls, brave, and very stupid, like our dear Percy.

A picture of Jason Grace showed up, and several more girls swooned or fainted.

And so it went. Five minutes ticked by, and many more people were shown. Piper McLean, a Frank Zhang, Hazel Levesque, Nico di Angelo, Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano (do not call her by her full name), Hylla Ramírez-Arellano, Thalia Grace (do not say her last name), and Calypso.

There was one last slide.

Last, but definitely not least, Leo Valdez! The guy who made all this possible!

(Also, if you need help understanding the twenty-first century, let me know!)

Jonas Penn walked away after that.

Mentally scarred.

For life.

And also, thanks to Cool Person (Guest)'s review; I've fixed Chapter 1 and Chapter 11, although I'm afraid I glitched up something in the process. I accidentally updated Chapter 11 to Chapter 32, and although I've fixed it, you never know with the internet these days.

If there are any other grammer/spelling/issues, let me know, and I'll do my best to fix them!

And also, I've been trying to keep a list of chapters/POV I should eventually get to.

(Not in any order of importance)

1. Perry Johanson (to be made Sequel to Chapter 33)

2. Dr. Blankforth (Chapter 8)

3. Davinashi Nava (If I recall correctly, a sequel was asked for him? [Chapter 26]

4. Enza Maya (Chapter 27)

5. Silena/Beckendorf

6. Hazel meeting Calypso

Let me know if you have any other ideas and/or sequels to chapters. I'm doing my best to keep them straight, but I'm sure I've left out a few, so let me know! :)

SeaSpree