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Percy

"I'm Mrs Dodds and I'll be your home room teacher." Claimed the short Georgian woman from the other side of the room.

I stared in bewilderment at my old maths teacher who strode toward us across the classroom. The room itself was typically rectangular and had six rows of five desks, the walls were lined with vibrant displays from a variety of different classes. I glanced at Annabeth who seemed just as shocked as I was, her grey eyes were swirling with thoughts and undoubtedly full of questions.

Mrs Dodds reached us, her leather biker's jacket making her seem much more like the giant bat creature that she was concealing. She gestured a bony finger toward a desk on the far left of the room where we would hopefully be able to talk without being overheard by the other half of the room which was full of students chatting and thankfully not noticing us.

"I am here Perseus, not to kill you, but to protect you. The same goes for you as well Miss Chase." She stated when we arrived.

"You're what?" I asked dumbfounded.

Before Mrs Dodds could reply Annabeth interjected. "You're here to make sure any monsters don't come seeking revenge on us for killing their mistress."

"Yes, under instruction from Hades." Mrs Dodds replied.

I still didn't get it. "Why though? a couple of years back, you were chasing me down Manhattan, trying to tear me apart." My voice low as to not attract any unwanted attention.

"I am the moral judge of crimes and murder is one of my top priorities. I am tasked, and although I may not like it, with protecting you from monsters under the pretence of killing you to avenge their mistress."

"Since when has revenge become a crime?" I asked.

"It is more to do with the Hades' decision honey, not mine. Now if you would kindly take these start of year information letters," Alecto said, producing two small paper booklets. "And have a good first day back."

With that she smiled at us, a fire burning in her eyes and marched back to her large desk at the front of the classroom.

"Did you know about this?" I asked Annabeth who was looking through the booklet.

"No, but it's a welcome change that monsters aren't trying to kill us for once." She stated. "And Percy?"

"Yeah?"

"No joining the swim team."

I sighed. "You know, you sound just like my mom."

"Well I just don't want us to attract any attention to ourselves, I mean if you started breaking world records, I doubt you would be able to get a single peaceful moment for the rest of the school year."

"Yeah I know." I grumbled. "We can still go to the beach though, right?"

Her smile lit up her heavenly face. "Of course." She tucked part of her hair revealing the owl earrings which matched her grey shirt with a cartoon owl on the front.

The bell resonated throughout the school signalling the time to get to our first lesson of the day and probably my most hated. Me and Annabeth deposited the letters in our bags and set of together, hand in hand to maths.

We sauntered through the corridors pushing through dense crowds, through one corridor to our left I saw the same tall guy I saw earlier arguing with his younger friend. He trooped in the opposite direction parting the tiny (by contrast) students like Moses to the red sea.

After reaching our class the day seemed to go on way longer than usual. Maths went as you would expect, Annabeth aced it and impressed the teacher, Mr Cochran with her extensive knowledge of circle theorems and some other complicated stuff. I however didn't do quite as well…

"…excellent Miss Davis, now Mr Jackson could you give us the answer?" I only tuned in when I heard my name. Gazing at the electronic whiteboard, I attempted to make an assumption but I couldn't figure any of it out and dyslexia didn't exactly help.

"Umm no sir, I can't." I apologised.

"I'm sure you can, we've just done all the workings and if you just follow the end I'm sure you could work it out. No Miss Chase, I'm sure he's capable of doing it himself." He told Annabeth who had been looking eager to whisper the answer to me.

I'm pretty sure I turned bright red with embarrassment with everyone looking at me. Seriously, maths is probably worse than any monster that I've ever had to fight and that includes the evil Chihuahua at St. Louis.

"It's ninety five degrees sir." Came a haughty snigger from the back of the room. I turned to see a scrawny kid in the back row in a blazer and shirt with short greasy hair. He had a sort of- step anywhere near me and my father will sue you for everything you're worth- air about him.

"Yes Thomas, but I would have preferred that Mr. Jackson spoke." Said the teacher and although he hid it, there was no doubting the distaste in his voice.

"Well he obviously can't even tell a hexagon from a nonagon sir." I hated this kid. I knew though if I did anything to him, I wasn't going to benefit myself in anyway. This didn't stop my fists from turning as white as Nico though.

"Thomas, out." Stated Mr. Cochran flatly.

The snob named Thomas huffed, got out of his chair and grumbling, he made his way out of the room. The door closed, taking the tension with it.

After that I didn't really feel much like talking so I stayed silent and although Annabeth did try to start a conversation, she knew I wasn't really in the mood for it. She told me to ignore what he had said at not to let it get my head.

The day plodded along slowly and I got separated from Annabeth after math, she went to mechanics and I had marine biology. I loved the lesson but to be honest, I wasn't in the mood. That guy was right, I'm not the most intelligent guy ever. I mean Annabeth practically does all the thinking for me.

After biology I had social studies which was enjoyable, mainly because I got to take a nap, and the teacher didn't seem to mind, or she just didn't notice.

I didn't see Annabeth at lunch and although I didn't mind sitting on my own, it just gave me a bit too much time to myself if you know what I mean. My mom's words revolved around my head from this morning: Don't listen to any bullies. They're a tenth of the man you are and have no idea what you've been through. Easier said than done.

Finally I finished my last to lessons of art and technology and nearly blowing up a computer (trust me it was already broken), I finally got let out of school and welcomed the relief with open arms. Hoping to catch Annabeth in the corridors I speed walked out of tech and made my way to the front door, peering around and craning my neck to and fro hoping to catch sight of her. There!

She was leaning against some lockers, one of which I assumed was hers, and over her with his arm against the lockers next to her head, was none other than the same jerk who was in math with us this morning. I stormed toward them, eager to knock the guy's head off but before I could, Annabeth had jabbed him in the stomach.

He reeled over backwards clutching his stomach and spluttering foul words in response to Annabeth's fist. I could only stand, mouth agape at the unfolding situation. She scowled at him and said something which I was too far away to hear but it shut him up alright.

She then turned and seeing me, bounded toward me, eager to escape from the situation. She reached me looking frustrated but seemed a bit more cheerful now she was by my side, the feeling was mutual.

She moved her hand toward my mouth and closed it. "Look, he was asking for it, he was trying to come on to me and said that I should ditch you." Annabeth claimed, a legion of emotions clouding her eyes.

"Well it looks like you handled it pretty well, I mean if I were him, I wouldn't be coming near you for the next year." I laughed.

"Come on seaweed brain, let's get out of here." She smiled.

We walked out of the school together and the fresh air was a welcome change after being in such a stuffy environment. I looked around seeing cars picking children up from their schools and more trying to evade them in attempt to get where they wanted to go. It was hectic, but what I call home.

"Hey Percy, look over there…" Annabeth directed, pointing toward the bottom of the steps where a young girl with light brown hair was patiently waiting and peeking at the crowd coming out of the doors. "She looks lost, do you think we should help her?"

"Well I'm guessing she's waiting for someone to come out of here to take her home so I doubt she needs any help." I replied wanting to get home.

"Maybe, but I don't feel right leaving her here like this. Come on let's go say hello at least." And dragging me along, Annabeth walked toward the young girl.

"Excuse me, you're not lost are you?" Annabeth asked the girl when we made it beside her and she turned toward us. Annabeth stifled a gasp and I looked over her shoulder to see what had happened.

She wore a knitted bobble hat, purple t-shirt, skinny jeans and rucksack that hung lightly of her shoulders. Her face was rounded and freckles lined the bridge of her nose. Even if you weren't an aunt or grandmother, she had cheeks that you just wanted to reach out and do that weird shaky thing. Unfortunately, that wasn't what Annabeth had gasped at…

Her eyes. They were gray, and not just that gray that people with light blue eyes claim to have either, the gray that I had come to love over the past few years. Annabeth's gray.

"No, I'm not lost, just waiting for someone." She told us smiling warmly.

Annabeth looked too stunned to talk so I took over for her. "Well that's good, we were worried that you were."

"I don't get lost very often, I know my way around for at least nine blocks from here. There's a McDonalds down there" She pointed to the right, two blocks down and then a left." She nodded sounding pleased with herself and smiling up at us. "I think we get to go there today." She stated, excitement ringing from her voice.

"Wow, I bet not many kids your age know your age know that." I answered her.

"I don't know, my teacher's says she likes me but I think she's a bit scary. Don't tell her I said that though." She replied in a business-like manner.

"Don't worry, I won't." I laughed.

We stood there in silence, Annabeth fiddling with the bottom of her t-shirt and eyeing the small girl who stood contently smiling to herself. She looked at me, then beyond me and her eye's widened and she sprang forward, dodging past me.

"Hey champ," Came a baritone voice from behind us. We turned to see a tall teen probably the same age as us although he looked older. He was the same guy I'd seen earlier, parting the sea of students and arguing with that scraggly haired kid.

He wore a white V-neck with iconic landmarks imprinted on it, dark blue jeans and red converse. He had quite a chiseled face with distinctive features like his over encumbering brown eyes. He bent down and hugged the advancing girl.

"Sorry I'm a bit late, I got held up in math." He apologized with not quite American accent, possibly European.

"That's fine, I met some new friend when I was waiting." She gestured toward us. "But I don't know their names though." Sounding a bit downcast.

"That's fine." He replied kindly, standing up and looked at us with a slight stoic look forming on his face. He seemed to be studying me in particular though.

"Hi I'm Percy," I said extending my hand, which he shook with a strong grip and a big hand. "And this is-"

"Annabeth." He finished for me and I was about to ask how he knew her name when Annabeth herself explained.

"Don't worry Percy, he's in my mechanics class. He's pretty good at it as well."

"Erm, thanks but nowhere as good as you though. I didn't know half of that stuff about linear and rotational dynamics you were talking about." He dismissed. "I'm Jesse by the way and this cutie here is Rebecca." The girl frowned at him playfully.

"Nice to meet you man." I replied

"Yeah you too, and uh, sorry but we've got to be getting home now. I'll see you guys tomorrow?"

"Sure."

And with a smile from the pair they turned away and walked down the street. From afar we could see the girl pulling down on his arm and pleading, "Are we going to go to McDonalds?" and the teen hoisted her up into a piggy back.

"If you're good." He replied.

I looked at Annabeth grinning at the two's antics but she didn't seem quite as amused.

"Percy… her eyes."

"Yeah I know, but we don't know for sure so we'll have to keep a watch on things. In the meantime however, I'm in the mood for some Pizza. Care to join me?"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world seaweed brain." And with that we set of to find the nearest pizza restaurant.

Was that too long? I think it was too long.

Thanks everyone for the reviews; 'PliPla' I'm very happy you like it and I'd hope this chapter meets you're expectations. 'SapphireNuttellaPanda' it means a lot that you like it and I hope I can keep coming up with more stuff you like. 'Jimsdale' I hope my explanation makes sense, Alecto judge's crimes and she and her sisters were deities of vengeance so it kind of works I guess.

Thanks for reading everyone. Hope you enjoyed and as always,

Have a beautiful day.

Haben Sie einen schönen Tag.

Bonne journée.

Mają piękny dzień.

Avere una bella giornata.

Ha en härlig dag.

Que tengas un bello día.

Thanks again to 'PliPla' and 'SapphireNutellaPanda' for helping me with the French and Spanish respectively. Thanks you two :)