Kay people! So some of you might've been confused that Thalia would be updating even though the Author's note on her other two stories say she's in the hospital. Actually, we just published the pre-written document that looked complete enough. This one, though, we'll be writing- us guys, Luke, Avery, and Zane. Fun, eh?

Percy's POV

First and second periods were a breeze. I zoned out most of the time, but surprisingly never got caught. Third period was Greek Mythology, with Chiron Brunner. Chiron. Camp leader-director-instructor-person. If only they knew...

Annabeth yanked open the door to Greek, as excited as I. Which, if you haven't guessed, is pretty excited. We saw Chiron at his desk, in human-wheelchair form. Not bothering to look up at the early-comers, he spoke up. "Ah, Annabeth and Percy. You two sit in the back. And just a reminder, no monkey business or that's the last time you'll sit together!"

We laughed, then took our seats. I fidgeted in my seat, waiting for others to come in. Blame ADHD. I can't sit still. Annabeth also couldn't sit still. She had my left hand and was playing with my fingers. I stared at her, taking in her appearance for what seemed like the thousandth time- but each time, she only looked more beautiful. Cheesy, I know, but true.

Finally, class began. "Hello, class. I am Mr. Brunner, but you can call me Mr. Brunner." Chiron said, earning a few laughs. "As you know, this is Greek class. Now, I don't believe in all of those introductions or whatever, so I'm going to test your knowledge on Greek first. I need two volunteers to have a conversation in Greek, please."

Annabeth's and my hand shot up, along with another girl in our class. She looked around, and I noticed that her face was covered in make-up. She put on a disgusting supposed-to-look-seductive face that made me want to puke, and winked at me.

"Annabeth Chase and Percy Jackson, as to be expected. And... Denise Mabel, eh? Would you three come down here and have a two-sided conversation with one translator, please?" Chiron said, with a twinkle in his eye.

I stood up and offered my hand to Annabeth, which she gladly took. We walked to the front of the room, where we decided that Denise would listen while Annabeth and I talked.

"Έτσι, Ανναμπεθ, τι θα πρέπει να μιλάμε για?" (So, Annabeth, what should we talk about?) I asked.

"Δεν ξέρω, πώς για κατασκήνωση?" (I don't know, how about camp?) she glanced at Denise, who had a confused expression. "Γεια σου Ντενίζ, μπορείτε να μας καταλάβει?" (Hey Denise, can you understand us?)

She just looked at us with a bewildered expression, so we laughed and continued.

"Ξέρετε τι? Μισώ ινδικά χοιρίδια." (You know what? I hate guinea pigs.)

Annabeth laughed, and shoved me a little. "Έπρεπε να φορούν μακιγιάζ! Ήταν φρικτό!" (I had to wear makeup! It was horrible!)

"Τουλάχιστον με έσωσες. Ξέρετε ότι μ 'αγαπάς." (At least you saved me. You know you love me.)

She sighed. "Ναι, ο εγκέφαλος φύκια, σ 'αγαπώ." (Yes, Seaweed Brain, I love you.)

I grinned. "Σ 'αγαπώ, πάρα πολύ Wise Girl!" (Love you too, Wise Girl!)

"Ahem..." we heard Chiron. "Thank you for that little demonstration. Please take a seat now, Miss Chase, Mr. Jackson, and Miss Mabel."

I held Annabeth's hand and we walked down the aisle to our seats. Denise took her seat in the front and winked at me again, sending a glare to Annabeth. Now, I know I may be dense at times (Annabeth's words!), but I'm not oblivious to the fact that Denise likes me and hates Annabeth.

I tuned back in to the lecture to hear Chiron say, "Pair up with someone else. I will be asking a random pair to name most, if not all, of the Heroes of Olympus, so be prepared!"

I turned to Annabeth, who was smirking. "Yes, Seaweed Brain, I'll be your partner."

I did a fist pump into the air and hugged her tightly. She laughed into my chest. "Alright, Mr. Jackson and Miss Chase, since you seem so comfy, would you like to name all of the Heroes of Olympus?"

I shrugged and looked at Annabeth.

"Sure, let's do this." she said, then, "Jason."

"Perseus," I countered, smiling at my namesake.

"Hercules."

"Achilles."

"Odysseus."

We went on like this for a while, slowly making our way to the Second Titan war - this summer. Annabeth, Chiron, and my eyes all darkened.

"Silena Beauregard." I said slowly.

"Charles Beckendorf." Annabeth muttered.

"Micheal Yew."

"Bianca di Angelo."

"Ethan Nakamura."

"Good Ol' Leneus."

"Thalia Grace."

"Nico di Angelo."

"Clarisse La Rue."

"Chris Rodriguez."

"Jason Grace."

"Piper Mc... McElroy." Annabeth covered, knowing she wouldn't want popularity and that the mortals would recognize the last name.

"Leo Valdez."

"Frank Zhang."

"Hazel Levesque."

"Annie Case." Annabeth growled, a fake name to replace her real name.

"Peter Johnson." I squirmed at my own fake name.

"Lu-luke Cas-ca-stell-an." Annabeth choked out, tears brimming her eyes. I hugged her and patted her back, while saying, "It's alright Annabeth, he was a hero in the end..."

Chiron looked at us with sympathy, then turned back to teaching the lesson. Let's just say it wasn't as eventful as before.

Soooooo, how'd you like it? Our first story together. I - Luke - am going to college next year to become a journalist, Zane's going to be my assistant and hopefully my younger brother-in-law [NO! I'm not suggesting that you go to the hospital room right now and propose to her! I mean, when you're older and at least in college!] and Avery's going to be the same age as Thalia (which means more school) but he wants to become a surgeon.

R&R

~Luke, Avery, and Zane