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This is slowly turning into short stories about Nico and Percy at Goode. Oh dear...is that good or bad?
Also, what is this? I do not know.
Percy stared at the Social Studies teacher as if the teacher had just announced that he was Apollo (growing a third head or something wouldn't have fazed the Son of Hades much, after all, he'd seen much worse).
The teacher had just announced that they would be studying religions of the world. To start, the teacher had made a list of the most common religiions on the board and told students to come up one by one and mark which one they belonged to, or if they belongded to none, then tell the whys and whats about their religion. If they needed to, they could write the name of their religion on the board if it wasn't already there.
Most of the class had already gone. A few had written their religions on the board, mostly Protestant Christian dominations that hadn't been listed. There were a large group of atheists in the class, plenty of Christians, and a handful from Hinduism and Buddhism.
And now it was Percy's turn. He was pretty sure everyone thought he was an atheist or something. And he didn't really know if he was or not.
He knew that the Greek, Roman, Egyptian, and Norse gods existed. But he sure didn't worship them.
That was what confused him the most.
"Percy Jackson." The teacher called out. Percy got up, but instead of picking up the chalk, he turned to the teacher and asked if being only partially religious was an option.
The teacher looked interested. "What do you mean?"
"Well," Percy chose his words carefully, "I believe in mythology. Greek, Roman, stuff like that. Mostly Greek, though, since I'm part Greek. But I sure don't worship any of those gods. Too much work. Not to mention inflated egos." Thunder rumbled in the distance. Percy rolled his eyes. Zeus was such a drama queen sometimes.
He didn't need to look to see his class snickering. Mythology? What kind of religion was that?
"Put yourself down under-uh, whatever you'd call your beliefs." the teacher decided.
Percy nodded, walking over to the board, and scrawling "Mythology" at the bottom, then marking a tick next to it before turning to face the class. "Uh, yeah. So, I believe in mythology. My whole family and a bunch of friends do too. For us, the world of mythology is real, but we don't worship gods and goddesses or anything. That'd be kind of weird, we just try not make them too angry. Unless you're my cousin, in which case go right ahead because that guy literally is this close to being incinerated. And uh, yeah, that's pretty much it."
"Very nice, Percy. ANy questions, class?" the teacher asked.
Someone raised their hand. "What kind of mythology do you believe in?"
"Greek, Roman, Norse, and Egyptian. Mostly Greek and Roman though. Since I'm part Gree, and most of my family and friends are one or the other, it makes more sense for us. We try to stay away from the other types. The Norse lot is a little wack and it doesn't usually mean something good when we meet the Egyptian group."
"Do you guys have a church or something?" someone else asked.
Percy shrugged. "i mean, we have a camp. One for the Greeks, one for the Romans."
'What about the Egyptians and the Norse?"
"The Norse-I actually don't know, they just pop up randomly, I think they live somewhere in Chicago or something? The Egyptians, they're pretty much everywhere." Percy racked his brain, but couldn't remember more details. But that was probably enough, anyways.
He sat down in his seat. The teacher encouraged the class to clap for him, before calling the next student up.